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fresh essentials. A cooked chicken would help make
his salad special. He moved round the kitchen and felt her eyes on him at all
times.
    He took the ingredients out of the fridge and
began to arrange the full salad with tomatoes, lettuce, cucumbers, and
gherkins. She didn’t ask any questions. He stripped the cooked chicken off the
breast bone and placed it on the side of the plate. Once he made a quick lemon
dressing he was done. It was simple, honest food that wouldn’t disturb her
stomach during their first night together.
    Carrying the plates over to where she sat, he
placed the smallest one in front of her. She took it and the fork he offered.
    “This looks great,” she said.
    “I love to cook.”
    “It will be nice having someone else decide
what to eat.”
    Leon
took a chunk of
salad with dressing and tasted. It was delicious, the tang and oil the perfect
combination.
    He waited for her to taste. Her eyes closed as
she took some lettuce onto her fork.
    “Wow, this is better than anything I’ve ever
tasted.”
    “Don’t you cook?” he asked.
    She shook her head. “I can make a sandwich or
bake a cake, but for food, I’m useless. I don’t know how to mix flavours
together. It can be either very bland or too spicy.”
    Leon
chuckled. “I thought
you’d love to cook.”
    “I prefer ordering take-out. I’m surprised you
can’t tell from my size,” she said.
    “Tell what?”
    “That I love my food.”
    He knew where this was going, and he didn’t
like it. “What about your size?”
    “I’m not exactly small. I saw all the other
subs at the club. I’m fat compared—”
    Leon
pushed out his
chair, grabbed Bernice’s arm, making her drop her fork, and hauled her over his
lap. He pushed the jacket over her ass. For a split second he paused to admire
the full rounded globes of her ass before his palm landed down on each cheek.
He slapped one ass cheek five times then turned to the next giving each cheek
the same punishment.
    Her whimpers echoed round the small room. She
struggled against his hold, but he refused to let her go.
    By the time he landed the final blow her ass
was a shiny red. He picked her up then placed her in front of him. Her eyes
were wet from the punishment. She stared down at the floor. The jacket fell
down to her ankles.
    Leon
placed a finger
under her chin forcing her to look at him. There was shame in her eyes but also
excitement. He knew she was upset for making him punish her.
    Holding her close, he ran his hand down her
hair soothing her. There were no more tears from her. He spun her in his arms
so her back was to him.
    The jacket she wore only had a couple of
buttons at the front. He started at the top then moved down so the jacket began
to part.
    When all the buttons at the front were open he
eased the jacket off her shoulder until it fell in a heap on the floor.
    Her breaths became deeper. He saw her breasts
rising and falling with each indrawn breath. Her breasts quivered. From excitement? He’d soon find out.
    Leon
wrapped an arm
around her waist pulling her closer to him. Her rounded tummy felt amazing to
him. He loved her fuller curves.
    “I’m only going to say this once, and if I have
to repeat myself there will be a harder punishment for you, do you understand?”
he asked.
    “Yes, Master.”
    “Am I free to continue?”
    “Yes, Master.”
    “What is your safe word, baby?”
    “Daffodil.”
    “Use it whenever you want me to stop.”
    “Yes, Master.”
    He closed his eyes gaining control of all of
his senses. Caressing her tummy with the tips of his fingers, he moved them up
and down her body. “Your body is fuller than most of the subs at Kink.” He
moved round to her side, both of his hands running up and down her rib cage.
None of her bones were showing through, which he found appealed to him far
more.
    “Your body is beautiful.” He cupped her full
breasts in his hands. They were large and filled his hands generously. Her
nipples budded against his