My prisoner has been locked in the gibbet cage at Dracula Femdom Castle all night, and I know he is hungry. I don’t really care about his hunger, but I do want to keep him alive; a live toy is much more fun. I take him out of the cage and make him crawl on the grass after Me, not knowing what he is going to eat. The only food prisoners get is the dust from the bottom of My boots. Lying on the floor, he must look up at My boots and admire his upcoming meal. he is really lucky to have some greenery, the grass I walked in before relelasing. I water him with My spit before feeding him. Now it ...

My prisoner has been locked in the gibbet cage at Dracula Femdom Castle all night, and I know he is hungry. I don’t really care about his hunger, but I do want to keep him alive; a live toy is much more fun. I take him out of the cage and make him crawl on the grass after Me, not knowing what he is going to eat. The only food prisoners get is the dust from the bottom of My boots. Lying on the floor, he must look up at My boots and admire his upcoming meal. he is really lucky to have some greenery, the grass I walked in before relelasing. I water him with My spit before feeding him. Now it is finally time for some nourishment; I have him lick the mud and grass from the sole of one boot, and then he must suck everything from My heels. he should count himself lucky to enjoy the second course from My other boot. This is the perfect meal for My prisoner, and now that breakfast is over, it is time to put him back into his prison.