A worthless slave can only dream of the privilege of lapping the chewed food of two dressed down dominants from the floor.

If our slave is desperate enough, Miss Kendal and I might just afford him the privilege. Pathetic and desperate for a taste of our divine spit, he shows just how low he would stoop to serve us.

Dressed down in gym wear, we chew our snack before spitting it out on to the kitchen floor and watching our weak male submissive devour our drool.

Don’t pretend you wouldn’t do the same to please us.