Angel's story 8

Adam took another bite and swallowed before looking at Angel. She was simply looking g right back at him. Still not able to believe that he had done this. "Angel, I thought you were hungry?" Looking down at her food it did not only smell good, but it also looked delicious. "I... I am. I'm starving, I just don't know if I can eat like this." Adam shook his head and sighed. "Are you questioning my punishment Angel?" Her eyes went wide at the question. She wasn't quite sure how this could get worse. But she knew that Adam would find a way. "N-no master, not at all." Smiling he than went back to eating. "Than dig in before it gets cold."
Sighing in defeat she k ew there was no way out of this. Readjusting how she was, she leaned forward and took a bite. Thankful that she had a bra on. If not, her nipples would of been against the cold tile floor. Though because of how extreme the push up bra was, she was having to push her tits against the floor to bite at her food. Breakfast did go on in silence till Angel tried drinking tthe orange juice outnof the bowl without using her hands. It was futile, and she was getting frustrated.
"Hold on." Adam said while getting up. Going back to the cupboard, he opened it and withdrew a straw. Walking back over to Angel, Adam got on his knees. "Would you like a straw Angel?" She looked up at him and smiled. "Yes master."