"Eat," he ordered.

"Do I have a safe word?" I asked.

"Your safe word is 'I'm a lying bitch who doesn't keep her promises'. You say that, and I'll let you go."

I looked up at him for a few moments, giving him the evil eye, before lowering my face into my bowl and eating my breakfast, fried eggs just wet enough to be messy, cut up with several cooked sausages. It was tasty and I licked my bowl clean, then knelt up waiting for him to give me my next command.

"Suck my cock. I want to see if you're any good."

"Do you want to wipe my face...