‘Good, but you missed a bit,’ he said, pointing at the drops of cum on the dark red rug. Kitty was starving; she’d last eaten over 36 hours previously and the breakfast smells from the kitchen had only added to her hunger. You will follow my rules to the letter. M stood in the doorway with a nasty smile on his face. You will follow my rules to the letter. ‘It’s cold!’
Maisie shrugged. Thank you.’
‘Good girl.’ He squatted on his haunches so that he was at her level and spoke softly, ‘What rules have you been given so far, Kitty?’
‘Master, to call you Master and to call Maisie Ma’am and to refer to this slave as, er, this slave, Master.’
He chuckled and patted her cheek. ‘And if you don’t eat it now, I’ll bring it back for lunch. Soon she was spitting and choking as the jet was concentrated on her mouth, dislodging the food stuck around her lips and nose. ‘Ma’am?’
‘Yes?’
‘I really need to go to the toilet.’
‘Try again.’
Kitty frowned in confusion, then realised her mistake.
