Without hesitation, Mark fell face-first into Mommy’s wet cunt. Juices slurped around in his mouth as he moved his face around her hole. Mommy was gracious enough to prepare the meal tableside for Mark. The least he could do was show her some gratitude.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Mom asked
“Yes, ma’am. Thank you for the nourishment,” Mark replied in between catching his breath.
His tongue started flicking her clit again. Only Mark’s tongue could touch her. If he was greedy then he was punished. The more he sucked on her clit the larger it grew. His hands tingled. He knew he could please his Mommy with more than his tongue. His fingers twitched at the thought of grabbing her breasts or pulling her hips closer to his mouth. Mommy kept moving her pussy away from Mark. The more she moved the harder things became.
Mark did a fantastic job eating mommy’s pussy. His face was covered in her wetness. She wasn’t sure if it was just her juices or his spit but she was messy. Mommy didn’t enjoy feeling that wet. She moved onto all fours and presented her asshole to Mark. His eyes grew wide. There was a messy trail from her pussy to her asshole. Mark knew what his next job was.
“I am hungry and don’t want to mess up the chairs. Clean mommy well so we can have dinner. Clean mommy poorly and you’ll sit at my feet while I eat dinner,” Mommy ordered at Mark.
“Yes, ma’am” replied Mark. He enjoyed sitting at his Mommy’s feet but knew one more poor attempt at obedience would mean more slaps on his already sore bum. He made sure to listen.
With her asshole now in the air Mommy placed her face on the cold table while her hands spread her cheeks open. Mark wasted no time and went down to her clit again. He began licking up as much of her wetness as he could. The more he tasted her the wetter her pussy got. Mark journeyed up towards her hole then sucked in hard. It took a mouthful of licks but her pussy was finally clean. To make sure of it, Mark drugged his tongue along the sides and ridges of her pussy. He wanted to be sure it was thoroughly cleaned before moving to his favorite spot, her asshole.
Mommy always looks beautiful to Mark but when she is spread open for him to taste is when he enjoys her the most. Her brown flesh bunched together at the site of her asshole. The juices had flowed to her ass from the last position. Now with her cheeks spread open her hole was easy to access for cleaning. Mark went to work.
Just like her pussy, Mark began flicking his tongue all around her skin. Hearing little moans from Mommy only encouraged him to dive deeper. Mark made his tongue rigid before pressing it deep into her ass. The brown skin began to show its pink interior the more he dug. Mark loved feeling her asshole clamping down around his tongue. The tight hole welcomed Mark.
“I said clean me not fuck me,” Mommy barked before closing her legs. She turned around and faced her naughty boy. He watched her hop off the table. She motioned him to clean up for dinner.
Mark nodded and rushed off to the bathroom. He cleaned himself and in the mirror, he saw his red bum. Staring back at him, alongside his bum, was a thick hard-on. Mark wanted to relieve himself but knew he bum would be bloodshot red if he did. Plus he knew if he was good during dinner then Mommy would let him have dessert.
“Is my boy lost? Do I need to clean you?” Mommy sang in a teasingly sterned voice.
“No ma’am! I am coming right now!”
He rushed out of the bathroom and into the kitchen. There Mommy had their plates and drinks ready to be served. Mark went into the pantry to fetch his apron. To his surprise, it wasn’t there.
“Excuse me, Mommy my apron isn’t in the closet,”
“I know, you’ll be serving nude today. I want to watch you fully.”
“Yes ma’am”
Mommy sat in the dining room waiting for her meal. She watched Mark’s face grow warm. He knew with his cock expose Mommy would play with it. Mommy wasn’t finished teaching Mark his lesson.
“Mark sweetie, bring in the salad and water. Let’s do the courses one at a time today. I am in no rush,”
“Yes Ma’am”
Mark grabbed the cups filled with ice and placed them on the table. He poured the water slowly trying not to spill any. Afterward, he headed to the kitchen for their salads. On his return back to the dining room he saw his cup was moved. Mommy smiled and waved confused Mark into the room.
“Hurry now, Mommy is ready to eat.”
“Yes ma’am, here you are. May I ask a question, Mommy?”
“Yes, you may” Mommy’s smile turned evil as she stared at Mark.
“Miss, what happened to my water?”
“Oh, I put your water on your chair. It was going to be hard for you to reach it here on the table.”
“Miss, I am confused. May I ask another question?”
“Why sure sweetie, what’s the matter?”
“Am I eating on the floor?”
“No dear, the cup isn’t for your lips to drink.”
“May I ask what the water is for Miss?”
“You just did” barked Mommy while she pinched his nipple.
“Sorry Miss,” Mark peeped.
“The cup is for your cock. Obviously, you must be hot and bothered. I know you were daydreaming about that cock fucking my tight asshole while you were supposed to be cleaning it.”
Mark began to blush. He didn’t know what to say. He was only permitted to clean her hole not fuck it. Yet again Mark disobeyed Mommy’s simple request. He knew he was going to be punished.
“I am sorry ma’am”
“Oh, you will be. Put your dick in the water.” Mommy ordered while dressing her salad.
“Yes ma’am”
Mark realized the cup was at the perfect height in the chair. He should have known something was going on when he didn’t see his apron. Mommy doesn’t like him out of uniform for no reason. This dick dunking was a good reason. Mark straddled the cup then lowered his penis inside the chilly water. Mommy continued to munch on her salad as Mark’s body tried to absorb the chill.
“Next time when I say something I mean it exactly how I say it. Today has been a hard day for you. Don’t make it a difficult weekend. Should I get Mr. Happy?”
“No ma’am, I will be obedient. I apologize for doing what I want and not what you have asked. Please, Miss, I can listen without Mr. Happy,”
Mr. Happy is the nickname Mommy gave to Mark’s chastity toy. She felt the nickname was cute. Anytime Mark wore Mr. Happy he tried not to think. His penis had nowhere to grow. There was nothing “happy” about it but Mommy’s face watching her bad boy struggle. The last thing Mark wanted was a weekend in Mr. Happy but he realized it could happen. Goosebumps covered Mark. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the water or the thought of Mr. Happy.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f7fnad/mommy_mark_dinner_is_served_femdompunishmentbdsmfm
Wow. Perfection.
Lovely view ??
God. Damn ?