The inferior male that Mistress Tess and I have locked into the on-all-fours stocks has been bound in that position for quite some time. Out of kindness, We have prepared a little treat for him to eat. It's an overflowing puppy bowl of smashed stale bread with crushed strawberries. To top it off, We added some mustard, along with plenty of Our cigarette ash and thick spit. his whole dinner is mashed and mixed by Our platform boots and heels, the same soles that he is faced with eating from. No matter how disgusting it tastes after adding My golden nectar, Our little piggy must show Us how m... Show more