Korma'am by Steven

Korma'am by Steven

It was just like any normal winter evening as the clock struck 6:00, He had closed the curtains and blinds as it had become dark outside already before ensuring there was sufficient lighting. It was time for his shower so he checked his phone for the time, knowing that his Mistress would only be 30 minutes away and then jumped in to make himself look and smell good for Her.

She had been messaging him throughout the day with some not so subtle hints that he may be in for a treat or two this evening. She was feeling the pressure of her high profile job this week with many difficult decisions to make. For some people this would take over their lives exhausting them until the pressure was off., But not Her. This level of intensity caused her sex drive to soar and as a result he had to be on the ball more so then normal.

He dried himself off, placed his collar back around his neck and took his place on the mat near the door way. He was naked as required and eagerly awaiting her imminent return.

He heard the car pull up into the long driveway and instantly smiled with excitement, his posture was perfect. She didn't want her first vision of home to be that of a slouching boy. The key entered the door and his eyes were firmly fixed on the floor ahead of him.

"Hello Mistress" he said in a calm but confident tone, trying to regulate his own excitement.

"Hello Mine, its good to see you. Be a good boy and get my bags from the car."

He rushed out to the car and lifted out her laptop case and two grocery bags. As he returned she gave him that telling smile before firmly smacking his now freezing cold ass.

"Good boy, I'll have a cuppa thank you"

 He just knew how to make the perfect brew, The way she liked it. Earl Grey, the exact amount of milk and sugar. He placed the cup of golden nectar on the breakfast bar and she sat to rest her feet. He stood affirmative with his hands behind his back awaiting his next order.

"I believe a parcel should have arrived for me today Mine, where is it?"

"Yes Mistress" he answered with a swift reply

"Well...... Fetch it then boy."

He went up to the bedroom and took the parcel from Her bed before returning and placing it on the Breakfast bar. She opened it and it wasn't exactly as he had first thought when taking receipt of the parcel earlier in the day.

"This is called a Belan, and its used predominantly by the Indian population for making Chapati's to go alongside many dishes."

She takes the Belan (a 30CM long and 4.5 Inches wide) from the wrapping and places it in her left hand before tapping it into her right hand repeatedly.

"Bend over the desk Mine, and spread your legs wide."

He does as told within seconds and rests his head on the table top watching as She covers the Belan with Ghee.

She then teases his pristine hole with the rounded end of the Belan before softly pushing it inside of him. He groans with intense pleasure as the belan slides inside his slutty hole with ease,  5cm - 10cm - 15cm - 20cm.. She digs her nails into his upper back and drags them to his lower whilst moaning softly.

After a few minutes of fucking she removes the Belan and orders him to make the Chicken Korma with Vegetables, using the ingredients in the two grocery bags from earlier. He was to ensure they had enough chapati's to accompany the meal but was ordered to make sure the Belan was not washed.

....... An hour passed and he began to arrange the placemats, cutlery and plates on the dining table in readiness for their Indian infused dinner.

"Dinner is served Mistress" he said before pulling out Her chair and taking his place on the floor until given permission to sit.

She came to the table and brought her handbag along with her which was unusual as it usually had its own special place in the hallway.

"Good Boy, you may take a seat" She patted the chair next to her before opening her handbag, pulling out a packet of supermarket pre-packed chapati's.

"I bought these pre-packed chapati's as there is no way in hell that i will be eating the ones made with that Belan, Mine"

She burst out laughing before ordering him to eat up. He wouldn't disappoint his Mistress and ate up whilst trying to hold a smiling, pleasant face.

After dinner had finished, He had cleaned away and washed up before taking place in front of Her as she sat in the luxurious leather sofa. The heat from the fireplace nearby warmed him throughout...

The End.