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RTD 2 Breakfast in Bed

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Cindy looked at Gene still sitting on the edge of the bed with just his cage on. “The Princess would like you to go fix me two eggs over easy, toast with strawberry jam, and a cup of coffee, my dear slave.”

When Gene moved toward the chair that had his clothes on it from the night before, she added, “just go like you are, my dear sweet slave.”

“Okay,” Gene responded, not sounding too happy about being asked to make breakfast in the buff. Making breakfast on a Saturday was usually Cindy’s job. And even in an empty house, walking around nude with a cage on his stuff was just embarassing.

He returned fifteen minutes later with a tray of food with her order. He had only made coffee for himself. “You didn’t want anything?” Cindy asked.

“I ate some egg as I cooked. The coffee is good enough.”

“Well, thanks, my dear slave. I could definitely get used to being a Princess. I see you have settled down.”

“Uh?”

“You are not bulging out the end and you are walking normal.”

Gene moved around a little on the edge of the bed, sat down, and pulled up on the cage. “I am not sure I really want to play this game. Where are the keys?”

“They are in a very safe place, don’t worry.”

“Give them to me.”

“No. No, this is what denial sounds like. Sit on the bed and let me enjoy my breakfast.”

A little annoyed, he obeyed. Mostly, he was annoyed at himself that he was getting hard again by watching a single drop of jam fall onto Cindy’s breast and slide slowly down to her nipple. In his mind, he could feel his tongue move across the smooth and soft skin of her breast, until the sweetness of the jam blended with his lower lip, sliding over her erect nipple. In that short five seconds, the cage started tightening and the warmth of the blood filling his penis seemed to force his eyes down to the dirty blond hair of her bush and the pink color of her lips. His upper body moved imperceptibly forward against his own will. I would like to fuck her.

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Cindy looked at Gene still sitting on the edge of the bed with just his cage on. “The Princess would like you to go fix me two eggs over easy, toast with strawberry jam, and a cup of coffee, my dear slave.”

When Gene moved toward the chair that had his clothes on it from the night before, she added, “just go like you are, my dear sweet slave.”

“Okay,” Gene responded, not sounding too happy about being asked to make breakfast in the buff. Making breakfast on a Saturday was usually Cindy’s job. And even in an empty house, walking around nude with a cage on his stuff was just embarassing.

He returned fifteen minutes later with a tray of food with her order. He had only made coffee for himself. “You didn’t want anything?” Cindy asked.

“I ate some egg as I cooked. The coffee is good enough.”

“Well, thanks, my dear slave. I could definitely get used to being a Princess. I see you have settled down.”

“Uh?”

“You are not bulging out the end and you are walking normal.”

Gene moved around a little on the edge of the bed, sat down, and pulled up on the cage. “I am not sure I really want to play this game. Where are the keys?”

“They are in a very safe place, don’t worry.”

“Give them to me.”

“No. No, this is what denial sounds like. Sit on the bed and let me enjoy my breakfast.”

A little annoyed, he obeyed. Mostly, he was annoyed at himself that he was getting hard again by watching a single drop of jam fall onto Cindy’s breast and slide slowly down to her nipple. In his mind, he could feel his tongue move across the smooth and soft skin of her breast, until the sweetness of the jam blended with his lower lip, sliding over her erect nipple. In that short five seconds, the cage started tightening and the warmth of the blood filling his penis seemed to force his eyes down to the dirty blond hair of her bush and the pink color of her lips. His upper body moved imperceptibly forward against his own will. I would like to fuck her.

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