For this year’s Valentine’s Day Cock Control extravaganza, I had my cock whore and four of my female friends over.
He’s such an eager to please little whore, and lucky me, he’s an excellent cook too! He worked so diligently to please me this weekend, cleaning up the entire place, from kitchen to bathroom to puppy room, all while caged in his chastity device and totally nude. I will freely admit to laughing my ass off at him as he minced around with a feather duster and yellow rubber gloves.
After my cock stroking whore got everything spic and span, I had him prepare a meal for our guests.
He did a very nice brisket, garlic mashed potatoes and steamed asparagus. I’d picked the menu for it’s effect on the quality of his spunk. That’s right. Beef, garlic, and asparagus will all work together to make a man’s jizz come out so terrifically funky smelling. That plus lots of freshly brewed coffee (I still had some of the dark roast Sumatra I’d been given by an admirer), and when my little humiliation addict finally got to shoot his load, it was going to be the foulest mess you’ve ever smelled in your life.
When I have a humiliation cock stroker at my mercy, I like to go all out.
Cooking and cleaning in chastity, nude; then serving a delicious meal to us all while he got to eat his, cold, from a doggie dish on the floor; and finally, to kneel in front of all five of us and beg for permission to stroke his pathetic little dick. He had tears of humiliation streaming down his cheeks, sobbing and begging, hard as he could possibly get, surrounded by beautiful women as we all made comments on his size, girth, stamina, and eventual funky mess.
That cock whore humiliation slave finally begged us to let him make his stinky mess on the floor.
Just as I’d planned, he got to jizz all over himself while we laughed at him. And yes, it was so terrible smelling! I whipped out a spray bottle of Febreeze and sprayed him down on the spot. As he lay there, collapsed and panting, I leaned in and whispered in his ear “Happy Valentine’s Day, you disgusting, pathetic little stoker slut. Now go clean up your filthy mess.”
I am so completely jealous that your submissive knows how to cook. That is one thing that I just can’t seem to teach My guys. Try as I might, I just can’t stand their cooking. Therefore, I either cook for myself and allow them to eat, or they take Me out to eat. I think all submissive men should take up cooking. Homemade brisket and mashed potatoes sounds Divine. I am so jealous but so happy for you!! XOXOXOXO
I just got to chat with NonChef John, and he said to tell you that some guys can cook! 😉 I’m just very lucky that so far I’ve found at least one fella with skills in the kitchen.
And if I ever wind up with one who can’t cook, well. Lesson time!
I think of it like the campground rule, only for relationships. You’re supposed to leave a campground better than you found it; well, I like to leave my submissives better than I found them, and cooking lessons? Done deal.