Regardless of the gag in her mouth, Jenna’s voice inflected a sense of anger and frustration at the situation she was in. Fabiana could pick up the “fuck you” Jenna threw at her which was met with a strong slap across her face.<br/><br/>“Who the hell do you think you are cursing at me?! You stupid bitch. Don’t you ever curse at me again.”<br/><br/>At that moment Amelia walked through the elevator with a bucket of meat and potato grind along with four dog bowls. When Amelia walked towards the playing women they became excited at the prospect of dinner and leaned up on their knees with their arms bent and hands pointing down. Jenna was able to observe as Amelia scooped out the food and placed it inside the bowls in front of each girl then walked to stand next to Fabiana. All of the dog women were waiting expectantly for the command to eat their food and after seeing their patient compliance Fabiana waved her hand and the women bent down and began to eat from the bowls with their mouths only.<br/><br/>“See how well behaved they are? That’s what I expect from you. But you don’t want to end up exactly like them, however. They were not deemed worthy to be trained as escorts for various reasons so they became part of my household staff. Unless you want to end up like them, I suggest you do exactly as I say.”