Vanessa didn't dare jump back for offending Jason's mother or Jason, who would find some way to punish her. But the feel of the other woman's tongue in her mouth left her feeling unsettled.
"It's nice to meet you, ma'am."
"The pleasure is all mine. Jason, you did not understate this girl's beauty. She's lovely."
"Thanks, Mama." Jason beamed with pride and Vanessa's heart thumped in her chest, happy to please him once again.
"Mama, Vanessa has fixed us a delicious meal. Let's have a seat. She'll serve."
Vanessa felt a little put out by his assumption but pasted a smile to her face to cover. Hurrying into the kitchen, she prepared their plates. It would've been better to have the food set out on the table, but it was only large enough to seat two and would be crowded even with a couple of plates and glasses on it. As it was, she'd have to eat on the sofa.
Picking up both plates, Vanessa carefully carried them into the small eating area—it really couldn't be called a dining room. Just before she reached the table Jason upped the speed on the vibrator and she nearly tripped as desire rushed through her.
Ma'am reached out to steady her. "You'd better be careful girl. I wouldn't want you to trip and hurt yourself."
Vanessa gratefully set the other woman's plate before her. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Jason's wicked grin and smiled softly. He could be playful at times, but of course, this wasn't the time.
Going back to the kitchen, she grabbed the drinks and carried them to the table. She waited by Jason's side for further instructions. "Is there anything else I can get you Jason? Ma'am?"
"No, this looks wonderful. Why don't you join us?"
"Oh, there's no room. I just thought I'd sit on the sofa."
She saw Jason's dark look and knew she'd made a mistake. What had she done? Releasing a shaky breath, she realized that she'd defied his mother's request. Oh, no.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am," Vanessa sputtered. "I wasn't thinking. Just let me make my plate." Vanessa turned to Jason and mouthed an apology. "Is it okay if I sit, Jason?"
"Of course. Please do whatever my mother asks you to do."
Vanessa shivered. The word please did not match the coldness in his eyes. She was in trouble.
Making her third trip to the kitchen proved a little difficult with her legs shaking. Gripping the counter, she tried to steady herself. Surely, he wouldn't do anything to humiliate her in front of his mother, but having to wait hours for her punishment didn't seem ideal either.
Once her hands stopped shaking, she made her plate and slowly went back into the eating area. She'd almost made it when the vibrator hit its highest level. Overwhelmed, she fell to her knees and dropped the plate in the process.
She could feel an orgasm being pulled from her body. Her skin prickled and felt cool. Pain and desire swirled in her lower belly, heat pooled between her legs. It took everything in her not to rock her hips until she finally gave up and closed her eyes, giving her body over to the pressure building at the core of her being.
Suddenly, the vibrations decreased, leaving her desperate and aching to cum.
Vanessa looked at the other woman and saw pity in her eyes. Pity. Not concern. She obviously knew what was going on. The smell of sex permeated the room.
Too afraid to even look at Jason, she turned her plate over and began to pick up her spilled food.
The vibrator hit high again and she froze.
It lowered, and she knew.
Her lower lip trembled and she fought back tears. If she gave in now, he might not punish her later.
No, it would just be worse, she realized with a sinking feeling in her belly.
Tentatively she leaned forward and began to eat the food with her mouth, like a dog.
He resumed conversation with her mother but Vanessa could barely decipher the words through the humiliation spreading over her body. She felt her pussy spasm with pleasure and felt even worse. No matter how he treated her, her body still ached for him.
Once she finished eating, she licked the area clean and then waited. She kept her head lowered, too embarrassed to meet his mother's eyes, too afraid to meet his.
"Vanessa."
