The Meat Cellar [role play] [food play] [BDSM]

First, you’re going to get down on your knees. Then you are going to taste me. Take your clothes off. Lay down. Shut up. Pleasing me is your only purpose. You are a slave for me. You will be filled and then you will hold the load until I release you. You will beg for me. Beg for the release. You are craving my fluids and now you must plead to be fed by these liquids. Anguish, you little worm. You have not received permission to speak, meat slave.

SILENCE!

I will be doing things to you. We will prepare your body. There will be no “safe word”. You may plead for freedom. You will not receive this freedom. I will do things to you that will leave permanent marks. Consider these a message at which you can look to for years and remember your lack of worth.

You are worthless. Less that roach underneath a boot in the mud. Now, on your knees!

Crawl! Crawl to your cage

Father will get you when it is your time for draining.