Appreciate What We Give Any Food You

Lady Edyn and Miss Pris enjoy a casual snack while their slave watches with longing, his empty stomach growling. The dominant duo decides to share their meal—on their own terms. With a flick of their wrists, they permit him to slide his bowl forward, ready to receive their pre-chewed offerings. Each bite is laced with their spit, and sometimes their aim falters, sending morsels tumbling to the floor. Still, the slave knows his place: to accept whatever the ladies deign to give him, no matter the form.