"Well you better start again then and count them out loud, I don't want to do the counting for you slave."
She began again and counted them till she had reached the 30 I had ordered, but in fact, she had done about 40. When finished, she lay flat on the floor. I was curious if she knew all the slave positions, so I shouted "Stool!" and by God, she knew exactly what position to take, on her knees, forearms flat on the floor, and head bent down. I continued the test by shouting, "table!" and again in a flash she moved to that position, coming up, hands flat on the floor with a nice straight back. I could have easily put a glass of wine on it, but of course, I didn't as I had other positions in mind. It was time to go upstairs, as I wanted her to prepare me a meal like I had asked Grace to do for me.
"Attention!" I shouted, after which she jumped up and took the requested position.
"OK slave let's go upstairs for the remainder of your tasks." I made her walk in front of me up the stairs carrying the bag with the groceries she had brought with her. The way her cute butt moved was a show on its own which I thoroughly enjoyed, and I wasn't the only one enjoying it, judging by the way my cock was moving in my pants. By the time we were at the top of the stairs, it was rock hard, making it slightly difficult for me to take the last 4 steps of the staircase.
When we entered the apartment, completely in line with what I had my previous two 24-hour slaves do, I told her I wanted her to prepare a 3-course meal for the both of us. There was a lot of stuff in the fridge; plus what she brought with her, and I wanted it to be a surprise. One major caution, I don't like spicy food, for the rest, she was totally free in what she prepared. She could start by pouring me a nice glass of Chardonnay as an aperitif, which she immediately did and surprised me by the way she brought it to me, I don't know how she managed it but when she reached me, she dropped to her knees in front of me, while I was sitting in my easy chair and presented the glass balancing it on her flat upturned hand, held parallel with her boobs. I must say that was a circus-worthy act.
After I picked it up, and before she jumped up, I told her to pour one for herself. Although she was my slave like the two other women who lost the bet, I wanted her to have a good time as well. Going back to the kitchen, after she poured herself a glass and lifted it in salute, she took a sip, and started rummaging through the fridge in search of ingredients to prepare me a royal, probably Brazilian meal. I told her to don an apron to protect her skin from potential fat burns. She looked so cute in it I picked up my camera and started taking pictures alternated with video of her, while she was working. God, she looked so alluring, I could easily imagine that although she was his slave, Jack was thoroughly infatuated with her.
However as she was now my 24-hour slave I had to challenge her, so I snuck up on her while she was busy with all kinds of ingredients and cupped her pussy. She was a bit startled by my act but quickly got it back together again. I passed a small vibrating egg from one hand to the other and pushed it inside her already moist vagina. It was so small that she would barely feel it was there. I shoved its twin, which I had lubricated profusely, inside her rectum. This would allow me to start teasing her while sitting comfortably in my chair, enjoying my glass of Chardonnay.
I knew she was completely faithful to Jack like he was to her, so I started to think about how I was going to convince her to deceive him as I didn't want him to give her a really bad beating for participating in that bet in London. Up to now, her back was slightly pink from the flogging in the studio, but I knew that wouldn't satisfy Jack by any means. OK, I'll find a reason to give her another flogging, maybe using a cane or another instrument, which would make her back and front look red instead of just pink, with maybe the occasional welt, but I was sure that wouldn't be enough to satisfy Jack either, that's why I had asked Bethany to help me out. Now I only needed to convince Elisa to participate in this ruse as well.
But first and foremost I wanted to arouse her, and with the two vibrating eggs in strategic places in her body, I hoped I would succeed. When I switched on the one in her pussy at low, she sort of jumped up, suddenly realizing what I'd done while touching her pussy. When after a short while, I then switched on the one in her backdoor, it had the same startling effect on her. All the while she was preparing the food I kept on changing the intensity of the vibrations, alternating between the front and the back. Regularly I heard her moan or utter a high-pitched squeak when I increased the vibrations of one or the other too high.
After 45 minutes of preparation, the meal was ready to be served. She absolutely surprised me.
The first thing she served was a small empadão, something I had tasted on one of my business trips to Brazil visiting one of the many street food stalls. When she joined me at the table she made the same mistake one of my previous slaves had made, she forgot to take off her apron, breaking the rule to always be completely naked when in a private residence, with the exception of working in a kitchen.
"Haven't you forgotten something slave?" I asked with a chuckle. She knew immediately she'd made a mistake, but didn't immediately catch on to which one.
"Is something wrong or missing with the food Master?" She said.
"Why are you not wearing the appropriate attire slave?" I asked pointing at the offending apron. She still didn't catch on and looked at me with huge question marks in her eyes.
"I will have to punish you so that you remember the rule about what, or better still, what not to wear when in a private residence."
She belatedly realized which mistake she had made, jumped up, and quickly removed the offending piece of clothing.
"I am so sorry Master, and you are right I do need to be punished."
Maybe it was the moment I'd been waiting for to broach the subject of the ruse I wanted to play on Jack.
"You know Elisa..." I used her name instead of calling her slave to sort of create a conspirator effect, "that Jack wants me to give you a serious hiding?"
"Yes Master," unfortunately she didn't pick up on the conspiratorial tone I had used.
"He also said that if I didn't punish you severely enough for participating in this wager, he would do it."
"I am sure he will, Master, and I deserve it."
"Maybe you heard from your sister that I enjoy some BDSM play, but I absolutely don't want to really hurt the one I'm playing with, which is what Jack implied."
"Yes, she told me, Master."
"I also know you are very faithful to your Master Jack and you would never want to deceive him in any way?"
"Yes, I am Master."
"On the other hand, today you are my slave and I'm your Master who you have to obey in everything?"
"Yes, Master Lew."
"Well then, I've arranged for Bethany, you know the lady from the beauty salon, to join us tomorrow to help me create a deception for your Master Jack, to make him believe I gave you the hiding he had in mind."
"Oh no, Master Lew we can't do that!"
"Didn't you just say that you have to obey me today in everything?" I said while I pushed on the remote to activate the vibrating eggs in her body to the maximum.
With her eyes cast down while moaning hard she had to agree with what I just said.
"This will be just between you, me and Bethany, nobody else needs to know what we will be doing Elisa," I continued turning the vibrations to a lower setting again.
"What will she do to me, Master Lew?"
"She will apply theatrical makeup to your body to make it look as if I beat you to within an inch of your life, I will take photos of that and we'll present them to Jack as evidence I punished you as he wanted. The only thing is that you will have to make sure he won't notice it when you return to him, could you do that?"
"That won't be very difficult, Jack's gone for a week to attend a congress on electronics, but it will still feel like I'm cheating him when he comes back."
"Maybe, but it will also give you a good feeling, knowing that you, as your temporary Master, have obeyed me. After all, Jack never told you to be severely punished, he ordered me to do it, so in the end, it's not you but me who will be deceiving him."
I saw the cogs in her brain turn at full speed to understand what I was saying, giving her the perfect excuse to play along. To stimulate her in her thinking I played again with the vibrations in her pussy and ass again. I stopped both abruptly when I saw and heard she was nearing an orgasm.
It's so much fun to keep them on edge.
"So slave, now that we have an understanding, I would appreciate being served the next dish. I'll deal with your punishment concerning breaking the clothing rule later today."
