
Queena has finished arranging the strawberry pieces on top of the cheesecake. The woman then doused the strawberry sauce, before continuing to serve it to Brachon.
"Sit down!" Brachon's orders were to sniff his chin toward the chair across the table. Queena immediately sat down without saying a word. While Brachon had cut the round cheesecake was using a knife.
"You're still obsessed with this thing?" Brachon held up the knife covered in strawberry sauce as if he was flaunting it to Queena. The man got up from his seat, leaned forward and thrust the strawberry-sauce-stained knife at Queena.
"Clean!" Brachon's next command. Queena rushes to pick up the tissue, but Brachon then chuckles and bobbles his head, giving a code that Queena did wrong.
"Wear your tongue!" Brachon said again which immediately made Queena look intently at the man.
"But beware, the edge of this knife is sharp, and if you're wrong to lick it, you won't be able to say Barley's name again for good" Brachon half-whispered as if scaring Queena.
Queena finally raised her hand and was about to grab the knife, as Brachon clucked and shook his head.
"Ckckckl! It's too dangerous if you hold it yourself, Queen!"
"So let me hold it, and just do what I said!" Brachon said firmly, with a stern look in his eyes as well. Queena finally put her hand down again, leaned forward, and began licking the strawberry sauce along the knife now held by Brachon.
"Yes, like that!" Brachon murmured with a satisfied smile.
"Play your tongue, Queen!" Brachon said again when Queena still continues to lick inchi for inch strawberry sauce attached to the knife.
"Good job!"
"Now the other side!" Brachon flipped the knife in his hand, and again told Queena to lick the rest of the strawberry sauce on the knife.
"The obedient queen!" Brachon said satisfied, after Queena finished doing his orders. Queena hurried to take the glass in front of her, then sipped the water inside until it stayed half.
"Now eat!" Brachon orders next, while thrusting a piece of cheesecake in front of Queena.
"You have to like what I like" Brachon said again before the man devoured a small piece of cheesecake from his plate.
"This cake is so incompatible with your cruel and heartless self!" Comment Queena who follow devoured cheesecake results of his work.
Yes, it tastes good, because the ingredients used are premium ingredients. Yesterday after the chef taught Queena how to make this food, Queena immediately spent almost half a baking sheet.
"You think so?" Brachon put down his spoonful of cake, then the man got up, walked around the table, and walked over to Queena who was still enjoying the cake.
Brachon extended his arm to Queena's shoulder, then the man brought his face closer to the side of Queena's face.
"Enak, right?" Brachon asked whispering in Queena's ear. But Brachon's breath that hit Queena's nape, reflex made the woman squirm a little.
Yes, lately Queena's skin is a little sensitive because it is too often touched by Brachon. Queena seemed to be easily excited by the touch or kiss given by Brachon, but in her heart Queena always rejects everything and tries as hard as possible to resist the damn desire in her body.
"Yes" said Queena, answering Brachon's question. Queena is still trying to focus on eating her cheesecake. But in the next bribe, when Queena was about to put in her mouth, Brachon instead grabbed her suddenly.
Queena was a little surprised. And not enough to get there, because after grabbing a piece of Queena cake, Brachon even immediately mel*mat Queena lips with the cheesecake position that is still in the mouth. Brachon is feeding the cheesecake in his mouth to Queena's mouth right now.
It's disgusting!
But Queena could hardly resist, as the man continued to press Queena's head and Brachon's cold tongue danced in her mouth.
"Mhlphhh!" Queena hit Brachon's chest, when the man finally released his rough pagutan on Queena's lips.
Brachon then smiled obliquely, before the man rose to his feet and released his grip on Queena's chin.
"Remove me, Queen! Or I need to bribe you again like I did!" Brachon's sharp hiss immediately made Queena quickly eat the rest of the cake on her plate. Brachon sat back in his chair, and the man also went back to eating cheesecake on his plate.
"Can I rest after this? I've made you a cake and served you earlier," Queena asked ventured, after the woman had finished the cake on her plate.
"I have an event tonight, and I want you to accompany me" Brachon replied, which immediately made Queena snort.
"And that means, you have to get ready before you go to the show with me," Brachon continued before the man stuffed a large piece of cheesecake. Brachon then cuts the cheesecake again, and moves it to his plate again.
The man was like he was starving!
"Alright, I'll get ready now" Queena almost got out of her seat, as Brachon directly kicked the table hard.
"I'm not done eating!" Brachon's bluff was sharp which eventually made Queena sit back in her chair. Queena then just kept quiet and occasionally noticed Brachon greedily eating the cheesecake on his plate.
Finished with the second cut, Brachon still went on to the third cut.
Yeah, maybe that guy hasn't eaten since yesterday, until he's finally caught fire right now and eating with the barbarians.
Brachon was finally done with the third piece of cheesecake, and now the man pulled the phone out of his pocket, then put it on the table.
"You've been a good, obedient Queen today?" Brachon asked a little ambiguous because there were no question words from his sentence. But the tone Brachon uses is like the tone people ask.
Brachon was still staring at Queena as if waiting for an answer.
"Yes," Queena replied, finally hesitating a bit.
Brachon smiled cynically.
"Yes!"
Brachon grabbed the phone in front of him, then fiddled briefly with the phone. Brachon then flipped his phone, and showed Queena a video.
"Do you remember who he is, Queen?" Brachon asked with a sneaky smile typical of the man. Queena turned her back when watching the video that is now being played by Brachon.
The video shows Brachon seemingly inside a convenience store. But that was not what shocked Queena, but a boy who was being carried by Brachon, really made Queena lost for words.
That boy is.....
"Barley....."
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