I know the slave is very hungry – and I’m teasing him by eating a delicious pizza in front of him – well, at least most of it. The last slice is for him – but of course he is not supposed to enjoy his meal like I did – and I’ll make sure he doesn’t enjoy it! I throw the slice on the ground, step on it with my dirty winter boots and spit on it a couple of times as well. Then he is allowed to take the first few bites off my shoe soles. In the meantime I light up a cigarette and watch him as he struggles to get the disgusting mess out of the boot’s treaded sole. But I’m going to be even more mean … I drop the cigarette’s ash on his food as well, spit on it some more and even put my cigarette out on the crushed spit-covered pizza remains! Bon appetit, Loser!

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