
Slave Fed Under Flip-Flop
After breakfast, carefully served by my slave, comes the time for him to eat too. I only allow him to eat after I bless him by trampling him with the soles of my flip-flops, letting the crumbs stick to the bottom and then feeding him! Then, with all my weight, I climb onto his back and press his face into the "sacred" plate from which I ate. He can't help but lick it clean! It was the best breakfast of his life!
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