Trapped in my private dungeon, especially for my slaves who want to experience it, spend a few days with me and with me. Unarmed and tied, he is sitting there like a bunch of misery. For me a wonderful, normal morning. Of course I will look after my slave. How did he survive the night? Is he hungry or thirsty? I'll tell him about my day's plans. Of course, I will not miss it and humiliate him before I go up again, spank him, humiliate him and make him ready. Oh, now he's almost a bit tired of me, but only almost. He knew that it would not be easy to be in my captivity. But if he could imagine what he expected?