She watched Dutch as he laid the things on the counter...He seemed to ignore her as he tested each and smiled...Rene had worried the bonds which held her to the island in the spotless kitchen, face up, her wrists bound above her and legs off, down and to each side...There was no give to them and she was completely helpless...They'd always played in the bedroom before but he'd said that he loved the kitchen and all the wonderful implements there...She'd laughed nervously and asked him what he meant..."Well Rene, you always say how much you enjoy cooking I just wonder how you'd like to be prepared to be a main course"...She didn't know quite how to answer that and still wondered what he meant...Now she watched as he opened the refrigerator and began gathering things there...Lemons, a piece of fresh ginger, some fresh parsley...He was humming and she could see that he was quite intent on methodically selecting everything and placing it where she could see it...Arranged very neatly on a utility table next to the island...The foods from the refrigerator had joined a plethora of cooking utensils and she had jolting images of how they might be used on her tender flesh...

There was a lemon juicer that she'd had for years...Looked like an egg on a handle...two spatulas, one large and wide, the other narrow and springy...There was a jar opener, the handled kind with various sized concentric rings which had teeth...A long rasp file type grater that she used for zests and some herbs...She knew how sharp that was, had nicked her fingers many times in its use...Butchers twine that she'd put in a cottage cheese container with a hole in the center, for it's easy use...Some wide rubber bands...Her new Wustof knives that she knew to be razor honed...and finally a roll of cling wrap... Rene just couldn't comprehend what he was planning and she had to ask..."Wh...What are you going to do to me...God don't torture me like this!!! TELL ME!!!"...He'd smiled...That infuriating soft, smug smile...He knew exactly what was planned but saw no reason to share...Stepping to her he raised her head and she turned to the side trying to avoid the gag he had in his hand...She knew if was futile even as she did it but it was her last gesture of defiance, all she could do to resist...He'd chuckled as his hand tightened in her hair and when she gasped and tried to protest, he slipped the ball between her teeth, buckling it quickly..."There" he said..."Now we won't have any quarrelsome nonsense will we...I'll explain everything to you as we go along...Think of it as a cooking lesson that you'll never forget"!!!

He left the kitchen and again she struggled against her bonds with the same predictable results...Returning she saw that he had two of her hair scrunchies and he said "I think that's all we'll need...If there's anything else, I can get it later"...Stepping to her he lifted her left breast and slipped one of the scrunchies onto it, quickly doing the same to the right...He placed the cottage cheese container on the island and pulled a long length of the twine, cutting it with one of the knives...He treaded the twine underneath the scrunchie and began wrapping it again and again underneath and around the pretty pink elastic..."You see Rene, presentation is always of utmost importance and just binding your breasts would be so common...These are very attractive don't you think"...As she looked down at her breasts he began to bind them beneath the pink and she felt the tightening constriction...He finished quickly with one and began on the other, looking up at the clock on the wall..."Preparation shouldn't take much more than thirty minutes, that's how they do it on Television but I'd like to take my time on this"...Both breasts began to ache slightly and looking down Rene could see they were attractive and beginning to color...Normally she enjoyed this kind of bondage but now she was just a little apprehensive...He'd been brushing the nipples as he bound her and they'd hardened in their expectation...He leaned close, kissed them in their turn tenderly and Rene sighed...

Now he reached for a wooden block which Rene used sometimes as a weight for different things, raised her hips and placed it under them...Her cunt was now lewdly displayed and he stared at it, running his fingers through the lips..."We won't have any need of the oil I think...It'll be so much better Au Natural, don't you think, we'll just moisten it a bit more and then we can get to the tenderizing"...Saying that, he picked up the lemon juicer and holding her lips splayed with one hand began to insert it...Rene felt it fully enter her and it wasn't unpleasant, it just made her feel full...He began to work it back and forth, turning it and her hips involuntarily shuddered...He worked her for a few minutes like that and then withdrew it inserting his finger as if to widen her further...Raising the finger to his lips he licked it, again smiling..."Yes darling, this will be so tasty if we don't have to use oils"...She knew she was drenched, could feel her essence running...He laid the juicer down and picked up the wide flat spatula..."Now we'll just tenderize it a little" and he began to slap her weeping cunt with it...He started softly and then more diligently as she warmed...He avoided her clit but just kept slapping the lips until she was groaning and her eyes began to fill with tears...Then he selected the narrow springy one and attended her clit for just a few swift strokes..."Alright" he said abruptly and stopped..."They're all nice and puffy now...Wonderful coloring...Now the seasoning I think"...Rene watched as he began to peel the fresh ginger..."I always hate peeling this" he said..."All the little knobs and deep crevices but we want the full flavor of course so we have to get all the skin off"...She knew then what he planned to do with it and her mind quailed but she was helpless to resist...Watched him cut the peeled root into medallions...When he'd finished, he again splayed the lips of her now highly sensitive cunt and began to insert them, one at a time...Watching her all the while for a reaction...At first she didn't feel anything but then a heat began and quickly started to burn...Her gasp told him what he wanted to know..."Good, that's fine now Rene...It's seasoning you just like I want it to...

He picked up the parsley and stepped to the sink, quickly rinsing it and snapping off the stems...Returning to her he began to stuff her cunt with it saying..."This will help with the burn and make everything so fragrant"...She did feel some relief from the burning ginger and again sighed...He picked up the cling wrap, placed the end against her stomach and began to wrap her hips and thighs with it...Around and around, until both thighs and her cunt were tightly wrapped, then down her legs to her knees..."We don't want to lose any of the juices Rene and this will marinate it wonderfully while I attend to the "sides"...The can opener he put a cloth on and measured which ring would fit her swollen breasts...Locking it to one breast tightly he secured the handles with a rubber band, apologized for having only one......He picked up the lemon, quickly cutting it in two and squeezed a little juice onto her stomach...Licking it sent shivers through her and he replied to them...Cupping her swollen, purpled breast tenderly and kissing her cheek..."The lemon is a wonderful agent to tenderize and compliment the parsley and ginger, don't you think"...He picked up one of the thick rubber bands and holding it against her breast, stretched it and let it snap against the straining nipple...Rene jerked against her bonds, tried to scream as he did it again and then attended the other breast as well...Now both nipples ached and were extended painfully...Grinning he said "Everything needs proper preparation and just look how ready the nipples are now sweet"...He picked up the rasp grater and looked into her eyes as he drew it lightly across her breast...She didn't feel pain but knew it must be making abrasions on her tender skin...He did the other and then just lightly ran it across each stone hard nipple...

Picking up the cut lemon he again allowed a few drops to fall on her stomach before he raised it to her breasts and began to anoint them...Now she WOULD have screamed if she'd been able...The shock and sensation was incredibly, indescribable...He massaged the aching flesh until the burning began to subside and then raised the lemon, looked deeply into her eyes and watched the drops fall to her nipples...Rene strained against her bonds with all her strength...Her mind screaming and her groans gone to grunting...Nothing he'd ever done had remotely affected her like this...Her body was a mass of pain, her cunt still burned enough that she couldn't ignore it and now her breasts were aflame...He was kissing her all over and tenderly stroking her...Rene felt her emotions crashing all through her body...The pain and the tenderness were too much to bear and the tears slid from her staring eyes as she sobbed...He wiped them with his finger and said..."I think my special treat is just about ready now"...He quickly unwrapped her loins, reached in and drew out everything from the vault of her cunt...Wiping his hands on the sweat of her body, he picked up the salt and sprinkled it on both...Lowering his head between her legs he pushed her thighs further apart with the backs of his forearms and she felt his tongue lave once through the lips and begin to fuck her...Her hips were trembling violently and he seemed to be devouring her...Feeding on her and she wanted desperately to be free to hold him to her...Had never felt so incredibly loved...Her hips went into uncontrolled spasms and at that moment his salt encrusted hands took her breasts...She shook violently and no coherent thought would come...Just the powerful spasms that wracked her body over and over...

When she could focus again he was releasing her and took the gag from her mouth...He was sponging her sweat streaked body, kissing her and she groaned heavily at his words..."Wasn't this much better than going out, darling"...