The three friends giggled as they observed the manlet slave grovel on his knees. He was thirsty, they knew, and they were about to feed their kaviar pit. They all had platters of pastries and sweets, and each one chewed with their mouths open, before spitting out the warm, chewed up goodness in a clear, glass bowl. Chiya pulled down her panties and pushed hard, released several hard, round bits of dark green shit into the bowl. The smell was nasty and bitter, the and the shit mixed with spit food immediately. Bringing the bowl close to his mouth, the manlet begins eating his golden treasures immediately.