Servants For Girls - IREN and KIRA - Enjoy your meal, bitch! (4K)

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IREN and KIRA - Enjoy your meal, bitch! (4K)

Lying on the soft, plush chaise longue, her eyes locked on the TV screen as she absentmindedly picked at her nails, Iren casually kicked a dirty rag towards the trembling figure kneeling before her. The rag was stained with makeup, sweat, and God knows what else from the previous night's festivities, but it bore no resemblance to the gourmet meal that awaited them on the dining table. Avril's eyes widened in anticipation at the scent wafting from the kitchen, her mouth watering uncontrollably at the thought of what lay ahead.



Iren glanced at her companion, Kira, who nodded in agreement with the plan they had devised. They were going to teach this pathetic slave a lesson about loyalty and obedience. Kira stood up from her comfortable position and stretched, her long, lean legs exposed by a short skirt that barely covered her bottom. "Avril, come here," she commanded, her voice dripping with contempt.



The slave girl scrambled to her feet, her eyes never leaving Kira's towering form. "Yes, Mistress Kira," she said meekly, her voice quivering with fear.



Kira walked towards the dining table, her high heels clicking against the hardwood floor. Avril followed behind, her gaze fixed on the expensive jewelry adorning Kira's neck and wrists. As they approached the table, Kira couldn't help but chuckle at the pathetic display. "You know what we have here for you, don't you, bitch?" she asked mockingly.



Avril nodded hesitantly, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes, Mistress Kira," she replied softly. "The rolls..."



With a flick of her wrist, Kira sent the plate of rolls flying towards Avril, who caught it with a grunt. The taste of stale bread and cheap fillings assaulted her taste buds as she struggled to hold back tears of humiliation. "Enjoy your meal, bitch," Kira said with a sneer, turning her back on the trembling slave girl.



Avril took a tentative bite of the roll, her eyes darting between Kira and Iren. They watched her intently, waiting for any sign of defiance or disobedience. But Avril knew better than to challenge them. She swallowed the mouthful of food and reached for another, her hands shaking uncontrollably.



As she ate, Avril couldn't help but wonder what kind of twisted individuals would subject someone to such degradation. The thought of being their plaything was both terrifying and exhilarating, but she knew that if she wasn't careful, she might just end up like this forever.

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