Time for a new roleplay.

Mistress Alex was lounging in delight, fresh bagels, newly brewed coffee and a good boy pleasuring her was a luxury she could live with for the rest of her life. The endorphins were crossing threw her veins and giving her a lovely buzz. When the bagels were eaten and the coffee drunk, she took control and guided Michael's head deeper into her pussy until she came. Just what she needed to end a lovely breakfast. Then she made Michael take the tray to the kitchen with orders to wash it and then clean the bed and living room from yesterday while she got ready.

Sarah stood in the bathroom before the suitcase which Michael had braught in for her. She had ditched the dressing gown in favor of a black toga dress. The wig she had been wearing was changed to a new one with luscious curls and golden sandals on her feet with straps that climbed up her calves. Today had started lazily and would continue on that theme, at least for Mistress Alex. She would spend the day being pampered and lusted over by Michael. She loved the flashes of jealousy in his eyes when she flaunted herself before him and teased him. She turned to the mirror and looked herself over once more in the mirror. If she described herself to someone, she would tell them that she was a greek or roman evil goddess. Finishing up, she walked out to the living room and sprawled on the couch. Michael was cleaning the bedroom, so she turned on the tv and started a movie to pass the time.

When Michael was done cleaning, he turned off the vacuum cleaner. He heard the tv from the living room. He went to the living room, wondering what Mistress Alex was up to. He got to the living room, where he found Mistress Alex lying on the couch lounging. He stood there for a minute before Mistress Alex noticed his presence.

"Ah, ****! Done cleaning?" Michael nodded his head.

"Good, come here." She gestured with her finger where she wanted him. Michael knelt before her legs. He really looked the part of a roman **** in that harness. It accentuated his muscles nicely, he wasn't an athlete, but he went to the gym often enough to have some that benefited from the attention.

"Do you see these legs, ****? She rubbed her legs together.

"They need some care and be moisturized, and I don't think your girlfriend would mind I we use some of her moisturizers, do you?" Michael sat hesitating.

"She does use moisturizer, right?" Michael had no idea. But Sarah usually spent a couple of minutes after every shower doing god knows what. He got up and scoured the bathroom cabinets for some lotion or moisturizer. He found a pump bottle with a small amount of cream left and returned with it to the living room. Mistress Alex hadn't moved an inch.

"Finally, took you long enough." She didn't sound angry, just exasperated. Michael sat down, apologized for his tartness, and started massaging her legs with cream. He took special care not to stain the dress, hiking it up to her waist. He did his best to cover every inch of her legs, but Mistress Alex became impatient with the slow progress. The reason she was impatient was, of course, because she was getting excited seeing Michael pampering her.

She wanted him to climb up the legs to a higher spot where she definitely wasn't feeling dry. But she bided her time, knowing the greater the wait, the greater the reward. When Michael diligently reached her upper thighs, he felt Mistress's hand interrupt him and guide them further to where her pussy waited. It was sopping wet, and he gently started rubbing it and building up tension before he curled his middle finger and inserted it. His initiative was rewarded with a moan from Mistress Alex. She watched the movie and let Michael please her without supervision. He continued fingering her until she came, but when he stopped, she admonished him and told him to continue. So during the entire movie, she made him finger her, which resulted in a couple of orgasms for her. Michael arms and hands were exhausted when the movie ended.

Then she made him undress her, moisturize her upper body and massage her, and the lotion quickly ran out. Mistress Alex especially enjoyed the breast massage, and she had had a mind to make her come again, but she felt peckish, and a goddess couldn't go hungry now, could she? So she ordered him to make her some food. Alex dutifully made food for her, and she had him feed her. She let Michael have the scraps when she was filled up. She made him mash everything together, so it became an unappetizing slurry and then she had him eat it off her. She placed small amounts of food on her pussy and had him lick it up and lick her.

Mistress Alex hadn't had to leave the couch all day. Michael had served her drinks, snacks and food. He gave her feet rubs while struggling with being locked up in chastity. She had been merciful with the vibrator base, which made it bearable, but he leaked all day long. When it came to dinner, she made him feed her again, but when he got to eat, she did something she had read about but wasn't sure she would dare do. She simply spat in the food before mixing it and having Michael eat it. Michael was stunned by this but not repulsed, and he dutifully at every last bite and thanked Mistress for the food.