Author: kennys
Word count: 65022
Soon, the smell of pork rib noodles came to my nostrils, and Ke brought me a big bowl. I walked to the living room in a see-through outfit, stepped on crystal shoes, crossed my legs, sat on Ke’s already kneeling body, and ate the pork rib noodles that she cooked for me. Halfway through eating, I sat on the sofa and released Ke from my buttocks, “Ke, watch me eat”, “Thank you master”, “I know, why do I want you to watch me eat?”, “I am letting you watch how I cook for you, how interesting and hard it is, hehe…”. I put the chopsticks and spoon on Ke’s side, deliberately tempting her further: “Ke, you feed me”, “Yes, Queen”, I took her by the nose, deliberately let her get closer to me, and watched my mouth devour the delicious pork rib noodles one bite at a time. “I want to drink soup.” Ke obediently picked up a spoon and fed me soup. I wanted to eat meat, so Ke obediently fed me a piece of pork ribs with chopsticks. “I want to wipe my mouth,” she anxiously pulled out a Qingfeng napkin from the coffee table and wiped my mouth for me. I suddenly found an interesting thing. So I said to Ke, “Bitch, you have been with me for three years, but you have never used chopsticks. Why did you pick up chopsticks so easily in front of me today?” Everything is for me, as long as you treat me well, you will do it, right? Hehe…” “Master is right, hee hee…” I drank the pork rib soup she brought to my mouth, knowing her choice and the result, but I still deliberately continued to ask her “Ke, I read that the hostess forum said that after eating meat, the poop will smell bad. Can I eat meat?” “Eat meat to make up your body. Of course, the master should eat more. The master’s health is the most important thing. The slave is your toilet. You don’t need to care about what you eat in the toilet, as long as it is the master’s. Poop, no matter how stinky it is, it still tastes good, because the servant will starve to death if he doesn’t eat your poop. Master, you must eat more, so that the servant will be full.” After finishing speaking, she happily put another piece of pork ribs into my mouth, watching me chewing happily, “Shake, I want to eat more delicious food. You will honor my stomach a lot in the future, and then pull it for you. It is necessary. I am your master. It is my unshirkable responsibility to feed you. Bear your love and adoration for me” Three years of master-slave life have made my psychological quality so strong that I can say such disgusting things while eating.
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