When we last left Nat, in our fantasy play, he was looking in a mirror and I was standing behind him.

"What shall we do next, pet?" I ask, my hands tracing his shoulders.

"Are you ready to eat, Miss? I've prepared dinner," he responds.

"The thought of the lovely you,
dressed for serving,
taking your time about feeding your miss,
yummy.

I imagine, tying you to a chair with silk cords,
securing your ponytail to the back of the chair so you can't put your head too far down,
then inviting in a few ladies to help feed you and keep you ready for me.

Mmmmmm......

They would coo over you,
such a good boy,
perhaps one would have her own pet shackled and nearby,
watching shyly, yet hungrily,
wanting to be in your spot,
but not yet allowed the pleasure.

We'd sit around the table,
enjoying the dessert you've made, with coffee and tea.
The other pet would be serving, something you desire to do,
but you are busy being hand fed and fussed over.

Your ribbon bounces between your legs,
your nipples are hard like pebbles,
so tempting to taste,
that I don't bother to hold back,
yet instead lean my head down to suckle you.

One of the ladies whispers naughty things in your ear,
telling you what she wants to do to you,
while the other feeds you another bite of dinner.

Your hands grip the chair,
your hips are bucking,
pleasing me with your excitement,
knowing I like you to wiggle I trace your hard cock with my fingertips.
Your chest is thrust forward.
What a delightful site you make.

Mmmmmm......"

"May I dress you for dinner, Miss?"

"Yes, Pet. That would be very nice. Let's move to the bedroom and you may select something from the closet."

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