His breakfast was steak and eggs. Lisa’s breakfast was his cock and possibly his cum, if she could get him off before he had to go to work.
It had been that way since her 18th birthday when she was placed with her new guardian through the Slut Adoption Program.
She was only allowed to call him “Sir” or “Master” and had to learn to follow all of his commands, no matter how perverse or painful.
“It’s the best thing that could have ever happened to me!” she often found herself thinking while sucking his cock, taking his dick in her ass or pussy, or servicing his friends when they came to visit.
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