I was visiting My Lady-friend Mistress Roberta the other day, using a slave of Mine to carry the bag and be useful in any way he can. While I was busy talking to Mistress Roberta, he had to be our table and hold our drinks on his back. But of course, no matter how many times We tell him not to move, he moves constantly and eventually drops one of the glasses, pouring the drink right on his head and making a mess on the floor. A mess that we couldn't just have him clean. We made him, with the help of several slaps on his face and head, lie down in it, like a pig in the mud. We made him roll... Show more