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Bridgette tried to concentrate on eating after that as the boys laughed and joked and made plans for her further degradation as the enjoyed the breakfast she’d made for them all. When he asked what was going on, she replied she was making breakfast for her sons and her master and that her master had told her to remain naked. I’ll even lick up any that goes on the floor and promise to lick the bowl clean. “No, baby,” Bridgette began to protest. She was halfway through making breakfast when her youngest son wandered into the kitchen. His hands were like iron on her head as he hissed, “That’s a good slut. Bridgette nodded, only to be slapped across her face. Bridgette’s eyes widened in shock as she realized what her youngest son had in mind. When he asked what was going on, she replied she was making breakfast for her sons and her master and that her master had told her to remain naked. “You don’t need a plate,” he said. “I want to fall asleep tonight with my cock in your mouth and it better be in your mouth when I wake up in the morning,” was the last thing he’d said to her.