Cipher's birthday is becoming more and more of a celebration for Lady Claire: while she eats a piece of cake with relish, the slave, with his eggs tied to a beam, has to watch her. He looks at her longingly, begging, because he hasn't been allowed to eat cake for several months thanks to his mistress's strict hand. Serving her as a side table, he holds her tea and is reminded that his value can be reduced to his usefulness as a piece of furniture. For Lady Claire, he is just an anonymous object that serves her and needs to be used. Completely dehumanised and objectified. As she relaxes, the enchanting Lady comes up with new, creative ideas on how to humiliate and break her slave even further. How about, for example, fixing the slave upside down in a mountain of organic waste? Sealed airtight so that he has to inhale the stench until he becomes one with the rubbish? After all, he's not worth any more... But that's not all: Lady Claire is ready to humiliate the slave even further. She takes scraps of food from her cake, throws them on the floor and spits on them. If anything, he is allowed to lick up a piece of cake. His urge to do so is so great that he does it greedily without thinking and pulls his balls in the process. Even when his mistress crushes the leftover cake with her red high heels, he can hardly be held back. At the end, she throws the rest into a bowl, spits on it and pours her pee over it. He pounces on it again - how pathetic! To emphasise this to him, the mistress stands over the slave and lets the rest of her piss rain down on him.
