Everyday, after breakfast, we prepare the food for the slave. One after one we like to take our morning shit on a plate, ready to be eaten for the loser. We love to know that all we eat will be eaten once digested for him. The slave´s menu is served straight from our assholes.
The outside world no longer exists for the slave. Every night he is lying on the floor under a toilet seat listening how the girls talk and laugh while dining. The slave knows that the next morning, once the food is digested in the body of each girl, it will be expelled by her anus over him. He will receive that dinner turned into shit.