Yes, a three course menu: crime and punishment... and forgiveness

After the greeting you let one of the office girls quickly clean the marks of your lipstick of your cock using her mouth. Then you pull up your trousers and fasten the belt. You just have been done when Funbags struggles again to open the door. Then some of the kitchen slaves come in and silently present the meal: a three-course-menu. Funbags ordered the meal for you and your "guests" Asswipes and Cecilia, but neither for herself nor for Alice nor for any other of the office slaves. Usually Alice is allowed to eat with you during lunch, but because of the incidents yesterday this privlege was revoked as well. A common office tool however is definetly too low ranked to take a meal in her master's presence, let alone with her master.

You walk towards the head of the table, past the Asian **** that you **** this morning. With her cherry popped she lost most of her value and thus was placed on the lower end of the table. She proved to be a good furniture though. Very durable and no noises. You ponder if she is still good enough to be used as furniture somewhere else in your house, if she should be used as pack animal, if she could become a fun toy to **** or if you should send her to a brothel. Because she is A-grade, it would be a higher class brothel. However, after lunch she will be replaced with a newer furniture. For now throwing her into a dark cell would suffice.

Your chain of thoughts gets interrupted after you gaze on this ****'s pussy. It still contains some blood and sperm. You frown. That is unacceptable.

"Funbags, come here. "

"Yes, master" Funbags answers frightened. Seeing her now E-cup sized jugs swinging with every step has something satisfying. Alice did a good job pumping her full of lactation inducing ****.

"Why is my furniture still dirty? How can you fuck up your new position this quickly?" you yell, slapping her face.

Yesterday after the meeting you left quickly to avoid venting your frustration on the two slaves Vanessa gave you. You headed to the office... and were greeted by the former head of the office slaves. She did not survive your rage. When Alice came back from her medical checkup and saw the corpse covered in blood with dislocated shoulders and snapped neck she recommended her own sister, who according to her is sufficently intelligent to manage an office. Funbags indeed did a decent job so far, but she made a mistake and you would not let the opportunity go to punish her. Not that you really need a justification to "punish" your **** but it is simply more fun with one.

The slap on her face sends her staright to ground where Funbags assumes a kneeling position and bows down afterwards touching the ground with her head "This cunt is so awfully sorry for her incompetence. Please punish your **** accordingly to the severity of her crime. "

You place your shoe on her head. "Incompetent slaves indeed deserve a punishment, but merciful as I am I will let you choose between two punishments. I will either hit you with the cane 50 times or Asswipes will whack you with a cane. I will not give her any restrictions about the number of hits she has to do, but she has to do every blow with as much strength as she can muster. And in every case you will clean out the dirty furniture during lunchtime."

"Of course master. I choose the second option, hoping that it will please you more. "

You smirk. Funbags knows that this is going to be the more severe punishment, choosing your pleasure over her own well-being. It seems like she is broken now. "After lunch, Asswipes, you will administer the punishment. For every five hits on Funbag's cunt I will reduce one leash from your 50 leashes punishment. For every three hits on this whore's pussy your punishment will also be downscaled by one. But now lets get to eat."

You move to the head of the table. Your seat is from France this time and much less sturdy than the former one. You estimate her to be B-grade. She will be very likely to serve in one of your brothels once you will have stolen her virginity.

You enjoy your pumpkin cream soup. And you enjoy your show even more. Funbags pulled the Asian **** away fromt he table, so that you could see both of them without being restricted in the vision by the table. Afterwards she starts first licking and then sucking out the cunt, not forgetting about about the stuff that ran down the Asian ****'s legs and dried up there. She makes a good performance showing the mixture of her own spit your sperm and the former virgins blood before gulping it down.

You finish your soup last, at the same time Funbags is finishing her little show. The kitchen slaves immediatly serve the second course, salmon and rice in dill sauce. The kitchen **** pours in some white wine right next to you. Usually you would take the opportunity to feel up this cunt's pussy but this time you have your schedule in mind.

"Cecilia, after lunch I want you to get clothed and meet me before room T-4."

Cecilia pales. She knows exactly what is in room T-4, although she does not know WHO is in room T-4 currently. "Yes, master. I shall bring Asswipes back to her chambers..."

"Oh, no, no, no. Asswipes has some punishment to deal. I will bring her with me. It should be a valuable experience for her."

"Please master, reconsider" Cecilia begs.

Asswipes is jarred "What is room T-4, master?"

"You will see it on time, bitch. Oh and don't worry, Cecilia. The T-4-room is not for Asswipes, at least today. "

"Shall I go in and prepare the room, master" Cecilia asks.

"There is no need to do this" you reply. "I already prepared the room this morning. "

You start eating your meal while Asswipes vainly tries to question Cecilia about the T-4-room. A big mistake. You finish your plate second. And again the kitchen slaves immediatly clear the table, including Asswipes' plate that is only three quarters finished.

"Hey, bitch, I am still eating." Asswipes complains.

You raise an eyebrow.

"It would be impolite for you, a lowly ****, to still eat and let master wait for his dessert" Cecilia explains.

You smirk. It must have been quite a gift for Asswipes to eat some good meal after two days of only eating packing material and three days of starvation. A gift she just has lost again.

The last course consists of chocolate pudding. To not repeat her mistake Asswipes starts wolfing down her pudding as fast as possible. In consequence you have not taken a single bit of your pudding when she finishes.

"Do you want to have my pudding, Asswipes?" you ask.

"No thank you, master" she answers reserved "it would be impolite of me to eat my master's food."

"Bullshit" you answer "I am offering my pudding to you voluntarily. Take the opportunity or leave it. No matter what you choose, you won't get punished for your choice."

"Then I take it. Thank you master."

You hand over your pudding to Cecilia who then hands it down to Asswipes. With the threat of you finishing before her gone, she enjoys it much more slowly. You watch her, hiding your grin. This actually works out even better than anticipitated.

Obviously Asswipes finhes last.

"Did you enjoy the pudding, Asswipes? " you ask.

"Yes, thank you master. It was the best dessert I have ever eaten."

"Did you hear that Funbags? It seems you milk has special properties if it can turn a mere pudding into the best dessert of all times."

"Pardon, master? " Asswipes asks.

"Oh I forgot to tell you. Funbags here is one of the best cows around here. Unfortunately she produces way more milk than I can consume drinking coffee. So we use her excess milk to enhance the meals- like this pudding. "

Asswipes pales. She is visibly disgusted.

"Is everything alright, ****?" you ask in feigned surprise. Then you hand her the cane. "I think now is a good time to give Funbags your proper thanks."

You stand up and dismiss Ceceilia. Then you move your French chair right next to the still cowtowing Alice and instruct her to look up. She immediatly obeys.

Asswipes hesitates for a short moment but then starts hitting Funbags' breasts.

"One, thank you, bitch" Funbags replies.

"You know, cunt" you whisper to Alice "I should be more furious with you for ruining my game. But considering that Asswipes turns out to be a great toy and that I already have found a proper replacement to ruin, I will forgive you. You may move"

Alice is brought to silent tears, by the unexpected gift of redemtion. She stays on the ground but moves right in front of you and starts kissing your shoes. She still does not say a word and why should she? You did not allow her to speak after all.

You look down to the naked and whipped blonde right at your feet and add " After I leave take some rest and a good shower, then pick a night gown - you know my tastes. I want you to visit me tonight. If you do a proper job, you might even be allowed to sleep in my bed afterwards instaed of on my floor."

In response Alice grabs one of your legs and cuddles it. You do not pay more heed to her. After all there is a show to enjoy.