“Are you hungry?” I ask my slave as I guide him into my back yard by his leash like a dog. I’m not too surprised when the fat loser answers that he indeed has an appetite, which is good because I have something special planned for him today. First I make him kiss my shoes before taking them off to sniff my beautiful bare feet. Next, I chew up a strawberry and spit it on the ground, mashing it under my toes, and have him lap up the mess. I chew up another, stepping on this one as well, and demand that he lick my feet clean. I laugh as I continue feeding this jerk the regurgitated strawberries I’ve smashed on the ground, and things get even messier when I add a banana to the mix! I stomp it into mush, then have him mouth my feet clean again while mocking him for being a fat pig. Oink, oink, piggy!