My slave brought the wrong type of pastry to the dungeon. To teach him a lesson he'll never forget, I throw the pastry on the ground and stomp all over it with my high heels. I add a few mouthfuls of spit to the mix and make him get on his hands and knees to eat the degrading snack off the dirty dungeon floor. With each bite, he's reminded of his place. [Contains: Female Domination, BDSM, Slave Training, Slave Punishment, Food, Humiliation, Spit, High Heels, Leather]