Taking one last look around, as she hears the familiar sound of a particular car being parked, chyna makes sure everything is where it should be and how it should be. she didn't want to take any chances. she stood at the door in her periwinkle slip dress, barefooted, hair flowing in a relaxed style. As the door opens chyna drops her eyes to the floor.

"How is my girl today?" came the booming baritone voice of the head of the household.

"Greetings Mr.King. Your girl is just fine, Sir."

"Good." King stood there with the knowing look on His face. "Well?" He asked.

"Well what?" slipped out of chyna's mouth before she realized who she was talking to. King's eyes tightened with disdain.

"If I have to remind you, chy, then I will remind you in a way only I can." chyna grumbled under her breath and walked up to her Dom and retrieved His briefcase.

"Sorry Sir."

"Is that it, girl?" chyna stood there dumbfounded. she couldn't think of anything that she may have forgotten. "My patience is waning, chy." It finally hit her. And with a fast pace, she walked over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "Thats better."

chyna grabbed King by the hand and led him to their walk-in bathroom. With slow trembling hands she undressed him. As He stood there in all His glory, it was all she could do not to grab him and take him deep into her mouth. she missed His taste. But as of late, she had been on punishment. With all the bottled up tension she was going thru, it was no wonder she was forgetting things. But she knew she had to do better. she didnt want to lose him. she turned on the shower and found the right temperature. Once in the shower she lathered him up real good. Taking her hands and gliding them all over His body. she caressed His manhood with the lather, and let her hands linger for a few seconds longer than necessary. His coughing brought her back from fantasy land.

"Dont take all day. I would like to eat sometime this week." King must have had a bad day at work because usually He enjoyed her lingering. With a little more speed she hurried and washed him. she made sure every spot was clean. And then dry. He went to His room to get dressed. As chyna was leaving to go to the kitchen, King stopped her. "What is that I smell?"

"Take out." she mumbled with head down.

"Take what?" He said with a stern voice. "Please say you didnt say, 'take out'."

chyna stepped back, a little. "Im sorry, Sir. I took a nap. And when I woke up, it was too late to cook. I was hoping you........"

King walked out of her face and went into their bedroom and stood next to the rules on the wall. He pointed to #3.

chyna began reading it. "Every meal will be cooked by chyna, unless Mr.King says otherwise."

"And I dont think I called you and told you anything. Now did I." Not waiting for an answer, King went to chyna's lingerie drawer and pulled out her black g-string. "And did I mention we were having company tonite. Well we are, my dear. And my precious will be all dolled up for them. I want your make-up perfect, with deep red lipstick; your hair swept up in a chignon with flowing curls; I want you oiled down with the scented oil i bought you. The one with the glitter in it. I want my baby to glow tonite. Then I want you to go down to the kitchen and prepare the meal i will have written out for you. But first I want you clean. From head to toe clean. Now get going. We have 3 hours before the company arrives." chyna turned to get ready. "Oh sweetheart, did I meantion I want you to dress only in this g-string for the whole night." He handed her the flimsy piece of material. "A reminder, so you will not forget the rules again." King walked over and kissed chyna on the forehead. And left the room smiling.

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It was a good thing chyna was confident in her body that she wasn't easily emabarrased. Even with the the g-string riding deep into her ass, she knew she better keep all complaints to herself. After her bad behavior lately, she didnt know what King would do next. But she couldn't help wondering what was up with him. He was a very sexual man, and He hasn't even tried anything with her. Did He have someone else? Was He going to leave her? All this went thru her head as she prepared dinner for His special guests, as He called them. she hoped they didnt stay long, because she really wanted to spend some time alone with King. To make up for all the naughtiness she has been doing. As the thought went thru her head, she heard the doorbell ring. There was laughter. But it was only laughter of one voice. she tried to look, but knew better than to come out of the kitchen before dinner was ready. As she continued cooking she felt eyes on her. she slowly turned to find King and a male friend of His watching her. Her eyes immediately dropped to the floor and she turned back to her cooking.

"Damn man, you said she was sexy. But you didnt say she was that sexy." King just chuckled. chyna wasn't sure she liked the sound of it, but who was she to say otherwise.

"chyna, come." With the grace of a ballerina, she was at King's side in seconds. "This is Craig, a good friend of mine. Greet Him." chyna looked at King with suprise in her eyes. He gave her a nod. "Greet him, properly." With that said, chyna walked up to Craig and knelt before him and bowed her head to the grown. Four seconds passed before she rose to her feet. Eyes planted on the ground. Before she knew it, Craig had her engulfed in His arms. she softly planted a sensuous kiss on Craig's lips. Craig tried to swallow her up. That made King laugh. "Save some for later, man." They both laughed and left the kitchen. chyna stood there with her mouth wide open. "Later? What does that mean." she whispered to herself. Now she was nervous.

chyna went out to tell them that dinner was ready and that's when she saw her. The most beautiful woman she had ever seen was sitting in her living room. Not only was she sitting in her living room, she was sitting at King's feet. chyna's spot. she had long black curly hair. Skin the color of honey and probably just as soft. And she wore a candy apple red halter dress. It only complimented her figure, which was almost perfect. chyna could feel her face heating up. King must have sensed it too, because He turned to her with smiling eyes.

"Is dinner ready?" chyna nods. "Good. Come here chy. I would like you to meet Craig's girl. Her name is krystal. Greet her krystal." Without missing a beat krystal was next to chyna and kissing her on the mouth. chyna was in such shock at the idea of another woman taking commands from King, that she just stood there. King knew exactly what He was doing. His eyes continued to smile. He knew chyna was suffering. He knew she hated the fact of sharing. But she needed to know that she was easy to replace. That if she didnt get her shit together, she would be replaced. she needed to learn her place. "Come krystal." And just like that, she was back by His side. Craig was too engulfed in chyna's presence to even notice krystal. Or was He in on it too?

The night went slow. chyna knew the g-string would leave a mark. It was starting to really hurt. The whole night krystal was the center of King's attention. He didnt speak to chyna unless it was time for a different course or something was needed out of the kitchen. Otherwise she spent most of the night knelt in her special corner, away from everyone. King called it her punishment corner. Either way, she was glad the night was almost over. she was tired of watching krystal be the perfect sub to her Dom. But she couldn't blame anyone but herself.

Craig stood to let King know that it was time that they leave. But when King walked him to the door, only Craig left. she heard them whispering and laughing at the door. Then King returned and took krystal by the hand and led her towards the bedroom. Looking over His shoulder He said, "Come chy."

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chyna took her time getting to the bedroom, but when she did she wish she was anyplace, but there. King stood next to the bed and krystal slowing undressed him. As she undressed him she kissed every spot that was exposed. she let her tongue glide slowly around each nipple. Sucking them in as she savored their taste. chyna knew then that the night of torture was far from over. As krystal continued to undress him, King turned to chyna.

"Sit right over there." He said pointing to the lounger they had in their bedroom. Thats where He made her sleep when she was on punishment. "Sit there and watch. I want you to watch everthing. And I will ask you what you saw and I demand that you know every stroke, lick and suck." With that said, King turned His attention back to krystal, who was now kneeling in front of him with a smug look on her face. she was about to taste heaven as only chyna has. With a swift movement of her hand, she had His pants off in seconds. she stared at King's prize for a few seconds, then she was like an oral monster. she almost gobbled him up whole. It must have taken King by surprise also because He jumped and swallowed hard. But He quickly regained control and guided His thick manhood in and out of her mouth. Feeding her. Feeding all that should have been chyna's. chyna's mouth was growing dry. she wished it was her getting face fucked. she thought she was being smart by not obeying King. But in the end, she was the one suffering. she heard the familiar sound of King's orgasm and she almost creamed her g-string. He had so much built up that it spilled out the side of krystal's mouth. That didnt stop her from sucking Him like her life depended on it. By the time He had finished cumming, her mouth was covered in His juices.

"Go give chyna a taste." krystal went to chyna and knelt in front of her and let her taste King on her mouth. chyna was so hungry for King that she almost sucked krystal's lips off. They continued to kiss deeply until there was nothing left. And even then chyna continued the tongue dance. krystal didnt seem to mind. King cleared His throat and krystal was back at His side. "Thats a good girl." He said to krystal as He caressed her face. He looked over at chyna. And by His look she knew what was coming next. King layed krystal down on the bed. Face down. He propped pillows underneath her so her her ass would be elevated. Once that was done, He reached for the oil. As He rubbed the oil all over His throbbing manhood, He kept looking at chyna. Her eyes were almost begging him not to do it. But she knew better than to voice it. King climbed on the bed and positioned himself behind krystal. He slowly stroked His dickhead up and down the crack of her perfectly round ass. Getting it ready for bliss. King slowly put the head in. chyna could almost feel it. How she missed that feeling. she wanted to cry out her wants so badly. Once He had the head in, He went for what He knew. The pleasurable sounds coming from krystal only tortured chyna more. For the rest of the night, King pleasured krystal like she was His. Moans of ecstacy filled the room like a symphany in the park. At the end of their session, chyna figured King would send krystal back home to Craig, but He didnt. He got up to let her know this.

"I know this was a hard night for you, sweetness. My beautiful chyna doll." Craig said with a serious voice. "But you needed to learn that its not all about you. You are here for me. And in return I give back to you. I will not tolerate disobedience. You can be replaced. And next time, you will. Is that clear?" chyna nods. "Good." King gave her a slight peck on the forehead. "Now you will sleep on the lounger." With that said, King cut out the lights and cuddled up in the bed with krystal. After that day, chyna knew she would never test King again. That was one test she would surely flunk.