You're sitting on a chair, watching him cook. Seeing him chopping vegetables always turned you on, for some reason. You never could understand that. He noticed you watching, making small sighs. "Settle down".
He looks up again. "What are you doing?" You realise your hand has crept down to your pussy and you've started rubbing your clit in small hard circles. You're panting hard as he's chopping a carrot. What is wrong with you?
"Stop that now," he says, "you dirty little slut."
You pant harder and rub harder, even though you know this will not end well for you. You throw your head back and moan. He comes over to your chair and takes your hand, then slaps you across the face.
"I said stop." He lifts you off the chair and carries you over to the kitchen bench. "Get undressed and bend over." You obey, removing you dress and putting your hands on the edge of the bench. "Further, slut"
You bend over and touch your toes, shivering in anticipation. He slides one finger through your slit. "You filthy little bitch, what is this?" He shows you his finger, covered in your juices. "Clean it." You suck your juices off his finger, sucking gently. He spanks your arse hard. "Stop it, slut."