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"how are you feeling?"

"I feel okay-"

"After us having sex earlier, how do you feel?"

"Oh, I feel fine-"

"I need honesty, Rune."

Rune took a deep breath, hearing his name from Leslie, "I do feel okay, but I am sore, just a bit."

"I want you to come with me so that you may take a bath and do the soak I directed you to do earlier while I cook dinner. I don't want you to be very sore later since you've already gotten into a lot of trouble for your disobedience today." Rune got up from his seat and walked behind Leslie, his gaze fixed on her. If his sugar mommy required him to soak, he assumed there was no other option for him but to go through with it.

When they entered the bathroom, Rune was in awe, just as he had been with the rest of the home. He could tell that this was the main bathroom because of the size. The large jacuzzi tub in the center was a show-stopper. While his gaze wandered throughout the room, Leslie was hard at work preparing his bath for him. In the corner of his eye, he could see Leslie putting things into the tub as it filled with water. He couldn't tell what they were since he couldn't see them, but he believed Leslie would know what she was doing.

"Strip."

Rune was taken aback by the abrupt statement, but he nodded his head and immediately started pulling off his clothing, folding them, and settling upon the bench next to the shower area. When he was undressed, he wrapped his arms about himself, still not comfortable with Leslie seeing him in such a state of vulnerability. "Come over here to me."

Listening to Leslie, he walked towards him, his eyes on the ground, not wanting to make eye contact. He moved closer, and Leslie's arm snaked around his waist, going down to his ass, giving him a strong squeeze and telling him to "get in the tub. I'll set a timer for you, and when it goes off, you'll be ready to get out of the tub. The closet to your left at the end of the bathroom has a robe; please put it on and meet me back in the kitchen when you are done."

"Okay."

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"I'm not sure I'm able to eat anymore." Rune put his fork down, satisfied that he had eaten more than half of the food Leslie gave him.

“I need you to finish this,” Leslie said looking down at the plate in front of Rune.

"I-"

"Stop talking, Rune. Please finish your dinner. You've been doing a great job so far; you can do it, finish it all. Don't make me do the worst things." Leslie spoke firmly but calmly, her gaze fixed on Rune's.

Rune swallowed; that was unusual for him; he had never been forced to finish a meal before, nor was he expected to. He wasn't sure how he felt when he was ordered to eat. He knew it was his first meal of the day, but he ate most of it. The only thing he left behind was a vegetable he didn't like. He liked brightly colored vegetables and was not a fan of asparagus on the plate. "We'll sit here until you finish."

“I'm not a fan of asparagus,” Rune mutters as he grazes the asparagus with his fork.

"How come you didn't mention this sooner? Why did you wait until after dinner to inform me?" Leslie asks, her gaze never leaving Rune's.

Rune took a deep breath, "I thought I would be able to eat it, but after tasting it, I remembered how much I didn't like it."

"I make no apologies for this. However, I will ask you to provide me with a list of foods that you are either allergic to or dislike. I will want that list before breakfast tomorrow morning." Leslie got up and took the plates off the table. "I'll go do the dishes, but in the meantime start working on your list. Down the hall to your left is a tiny table with notepads and pens in the second drawer; take one from each and use it to write on your list."

"Okay. Thanks for dinner." Leslie walked out of the dining room without answering Rune.

"Can he make me nervous any more?" Rune thought as he stood up from his seat, moving the chair into the correct position and following Leslie's instructions to pick up his notebook and pen.

When he got it, he got up, leaned against the wall and wrote down all the foods he didn't like in a notebook. He didn't forget anything and wrote everything that came to mind. Then, when he felt complete, he added a comment he thought was necessary to indicate that there might be other things he disliked. Still, he may not have tried them yet, so the list may have changed depending on whether he tried new items.

When he finished making the list, he checked it to make sure it included everything he remembered. Heading into the kitchen, notepad at his side, he checked on Leslie to see if she needed help with the dishes. He felt guilty for letting her cook and clean. Rune walked into the kitchen and saw Leslie cleaning the counters. It made him stop at the entrance to the arch and watch her. He couldn't get over how attractive Leslie was; even though she was cleaning the kitchen in her working dress, Rune felt a strong attraction to her. He still didn't know how old the woman was or why she was someone's sugar mommy rather than spending time with her husband Oliver who had not shown yet or was away and Leslie took the opportunity to hire him; not that he was complaining, but he was intrigued.

"Did I tell you to come here?"

"Huh?" Rune was confused.

“I don't remember asking you to come in here,” Leslie said as she placed the towel in her hand on the towel rack. "I expected you to stay sitting in the dining room until I got back."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know. I made a list and wanted to share it with you."

“I don't want you walking around my house without my permission,” Leslie said as she pulled Rune close and wrapped her arms around his neck.

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TO BE CONTINUED........