As we entered the kitchen, Jewel was facing away from us, setting the table. I walked over and caressed her bare ass. She flinched, then pushed back slightly. I noticed her shapely ass was bruised from the spankings she had received.
I rubbed my crotch, without thinking, and looked at Jeanne. Jeanne was smiling. And with a motion of her head, indicated for me to fuck her mother, as she mouthed the words. "Go ahead, fuck her."
Jewel started to move. I put my hand on her back and pushed her forward as I unzipped my pants. All of this was doing something to me.
I turned toward Jeanne's mother and rubbed the head of my dick up and down her pussy a couple of times. As I pushed in, Jeanne's mother moaned and dropped her head. Slowly, I pushed in and withdrew.
Jeanne reached out and slapped her mother's ass. "You are, supposed, to fuck him, mother." Jewel moaned again, raised her head and began moving back and forth. "That's it. Take care of your Master's cock."
I didn't want to cum, I was indulging in fantasy. Before the urge to finish, hit. I pulled out of Jewel's pussy. She wiggled and moaned, obviously wanting more. Grabbing her arm, I pushed her down in front of me.
Jewel knew what I wanted and reached for my wet dick.
"Uh, uh! No hands, mother."
Jewel looked at her daughter and turned with her mouth open to get the head of my dick. Jewel moved her head forward and I could feel her tongue moving around as her lips slid down my dick.
"Do you like the taste of your pussy on my husbands cock? Hmmm, mother, do you?"
Jewel pulled her head back and responded with a gasping, "Yes."
Like I said, I was indulging in fantasy, so I stuffed my hardon into my pants and zipped up. Jewel looked up with a sad, pleading expression.
"Only your Master's pleasure means anything mother, not yours. You will learn to be pleased with whatever he gives you. And, I do mean, 'ANYTHING!', he gives you!"
I sat down and said, "I don't see any food."
Jewel got up and started dishing it up. There were three place settings.
'Ah, tacos. Nice, fast and easy.' I thought.
"What are you doing?" Jeanne asked. "Did your Master say you could eat? Or, for that matter, sit at the table?"
Jewel had a shocked look on her face, but didn't respond.
"Well, Did He!?"
"No-o." Jewel answered pitifully.
"No, What?"
"Uh, no, my Master didn't say I could do anything." Jewel again answered pitifully.
"You're headed for a spanking, if you don't quit fuckin up. Now. Ask for his permission."
"May ..."
"Ask on your knees." Jeanne broke in.
Jewel knelt down. "Ma- may I eat Master? ... Um, ah, at the table." She asked with her head lowered and voice quivering.
Well, Shit! I couldn't make her eat on the floor. I thought she was cooperating. "Yeah, go ahead and eat." I said, motioning toward the extra plate.
"Uh, fix your Master's plate, first." Jeanne said as she started fixing her own taco.
"Hamburger, first, master?" Jewell asked softly.
"Yeah. Yeah, then cheese and beans. Followed by some of everything else." I answered and thought. 'Shit, I like this. The bitch that made my life miserable, is now serving me and servicing me. Hell, Yeah! I like this!'
She must have noticed the way I make my tacos, because she did it perfectly.
I reached out and untied the apron. "Lose this. I want to see you."
"Yes, Master." Jewel said as she took it off, folded it and sat down to eat. Her tits jiggled, enticing further lust.
We ate in silence. Jeanne was using her foot under the table to play with my legs. When we finished, Jewel cleared the table and started doing the dishes. I pushed my chair back and started to leave.
Jeanne put her hand on my leg and whispered, "Not yet. Take your pants down."
I stood and dropped my pants. Jeanne gave me a little push to have me sit down.
"Mother. My husband's cock needs to be hard, if he's going to fuck me."
Jewel turned and looked at us, dried her hands and came over to suck on me.
"How's that, Honey? Is mother doing a good job, getting your cock hard to fuck her daughter?"
"Yeah." I moaned. "Yeah, she is."