"D-don't you dare call me that!" Priscilla snapped between shuddering breaths as she tried to push herself upright, but failed as her arms refused to hold her weight, "I can't believe I allowed you to manipulate me into doing something so shameful!"
"Judging by how much you were shaking less than a minute ago, I imagine you couldn't have been too ashamed." Ramon muttered, "I certainly enjoyed myself."
Gritting her teeth, Priscilla managed to sit back up and close her legs that were still tingling, "Of course you did, you pig of a-"
Priscilla's words failed her as she glanced over at her phone and stared in shock at what was on the screen. An involuntary blush spread across Priscilla's cheeks as she stared at the previously empty condom now hanging from Ramon's cock swollen with a thick white slurry of his seed.
Priscilla swallowed hard as she stared at the thick jellied spunk, 'H-how is there so much…Preston would only let out a few tiny ropes?! And he's still hard!'
"See something you like?" Ramon's mocking voice snapped Priscilla out of her stupor, "O-of course not, don't be absurd!"
Ramon laughed, a deep reverberating sound that made Priscilla's heart jump, "Don't worry, it'll be some time before you're ready to take me, but we'll stretch you out in no time."
Priscilla paled as she realized what Ramon was inferring and she started shaking her head, "A-absolutely not, there is no way I-"
"Yes, you will." Ramon interrupted her with a commanding tone that bore no room for argument, "I'm already working hard to break another stubborn mule, and I don't need another source of headaches from the constant back and forth."
"And what makes you think I care about your headaches?!" Priscilla asked, her voice dripping with scorn as she turned around to face her phone, "I have no reason to give in to your orders or degrade myself further."
"No, you don't have a reason, and that eats you up inside. Because you know that, despite your proper upbringing and massive fortune, you had the best orgasm of your life while playing with your ass, like a porn star."
"I-I t-that's-" Priscilla stammered out in a panic as she tried to ignore the impact Ramon's words had on her, "Y-you don't know what you're-"
"I know exactly what I'm talking about, which is why I'm going to hang up now and wait for you to call me once you give in," Ramon interrupted as he flipped his camera back around one final time so Priscilla could see his cocky grin before abruptly hanging up.
Staring at the blank screen, Priscilla didn't know what to feel; it should have been relief, thankful that she was finally done with the terrible ordeal. Instead, Priscilla felt the exact opposite of relief. She felt dread because, deep down, Priscilla couldn't help but question whether she would be able to hold out.
Biting her lip, Priscilla glanced down at the string of metal beads still glistening with lube, 'H-he wouldn't have any way of knowing, n-no one would.'
However, that couldn't be further from the truth as Priscilla reached down and picked up the beads once more, much to the shock of her daughter, who had once again taken post by the door, peering through the gap.
Pacifica witnessed everything and couldn't help but seeth with indignant fury. The woman who always preached to her about modesty and appearances was acting like a whore. Not only could Pacifica not ignore the pang of jealousy she felt seeing her mother receive so much attention from Ramon, all while talking down to him.
'He shouldn't even be looking at her when he has me,' Gritting her teeth, Pacifica carefully snuck away from her mother's bedroom, while thinking about the roll of money Ramon had given her. 'After tomorrow, he won't be able to get me off his mind, then we'll see who he calls in the middle of the night.'
--[Ramon]--
"Morning."
"Morning T," I replied without looking as I heard Tiana call out as she walked into the kitchen, "How was your weekend?"
"Blissfully uneventful," Tiana answered with a satisfied tone. "What about you? Find any pure shelter maidens to lure into your deviant harem of thralls?"
I rolled my eyes, "You know that's not how it works. I actually spent most of my weekend working out a deal with a nearby farm that should be able to provide us with some real quality produce."
"What's the point of that when you can just conjure any ingredient out of thin air?" Tiana was understandably confused as she put on her apron and moved over to her station.
"Because I can use my magic on the farm to grow food, meaning it will probably be cheaper overall and give us higher quality ingredients that we can charge more for," I replied succinctly as I worked at my own station, trimming some of the excess fat off of the steaks before putting them into the vacuum-sealed bags for their sous vide.
An extra bit of insight I had gleaned after using the two skill points I had earned over the weekend to level up my Butcher Skill.
[Skill: Butcher III]
Upgrade Cost: 0/1
Effect(s):
+15% to the final quality of all recipes that contain a protein
"You doing something different with the steaks?" Tiana asked as she peered over at my station.
"Yep, I realized not all of the fat will render out during cooking, so I'm giving each a small trim, which will hopefully result in a more even sear, and allow the natural flavor of the beef to shine through," I explained as I finished the steak I was working on and dropped the trimmings into the metal bowl I had been collecting them in.
Tiana nodded, "Makes sense, but what are you planning to do with those trimmings?"
"Hopefully, make a new dish that will ensure I win the competition this weekend," I muttered as I grabbed the bowl of trimmings and moved over to the stove, where I had already set a pot of water to boil.
"Oh my god, how could I forget about that?" Tiana muttered with a shake of her head, "Phew, that damn French woman got on my nerves. I hope you beat her just so I can see the look on her arrogant face."
"You do realize that if I beat her, she'll end up working with us in the kitchen," I pointed out as I set the metal bowl over the boiling pot of water, creating a double boiler where the rising steam would warm the thin metal of the bowl.
"Once you take her down a peg, I'm sure she'll be easier to deal with," Tiana replied confidently, "And in the worst-case scenario, I'll have seniority over her."
I cracked a smile at that as I grabbed a wooden spoon to stir the trimmings as they started to melt like wax, since tallow had a surprisingly low melting point. "You can definitely handle yourself, that's for sure."
"Why, thank you. Now let me hear about this dish you're thinking about," Tiana prompted with a smile.
"Well, I was thinking about something I could enrich with all this extra fat content, and I decided that beef tallow would naturally go best with more beef, but I can't just inject a steak with tallow and expect it to work, so I needed something with a braising liquid. After a bit of thinking, I realized an enriched ragu would be really nice with some type of pasta or carb to soak up all that extra fat."
I talked through my process as the last bit of the fat finished rendering down. Grabbing the bowl, I ignored the scalding metal that only licked at my skin and set the bowl aside. Grabbing a strainer, I poured out the tallow into a separate jar, leaving behind all the grissle and other solids that wouldn't render out.
Tiana cleared her throat, "Well, what type of pasta did you land on?"
"Well, technically it's not a pasta," I replied as I grabbed the boiling pot and moved it over to the sink, carefully pouring out the water that was noticeably cloudy. When I had gotten out all the water I could, I dumped the rest into a separate bowl. What came out were small, uniformly shaped nuggets of dough. "Gnocchi are actually dumplings."