I decided to treat my slave to a culinary extravaganza. With great enthusiasm, I prepared a massive meal fit for a king, accompanied by pitchers of refreshing piss to wash it all down.As I watched him under my toilet chair, I felt a swell of pride. But as the meal progressed, his pace slowed, and his expression turned from delight to discomfort.Despite my encouragement to finish it all, he finally admitted defeat. Unable to take another bite or sip, he cried under my chair, defeated by the feast I had lovingly prepared.I used him as my human ashtray when his mouth was full of shit! He is such a pathetic l slave!
