The slave is now going to serve Lady Nora and me as a human garbage chute. He's in my cold garage and under a trash bag stand - with his face right at the bottom of the trash bag, so he can't escape all the trash. While we're making fun of him, Nora and I dump more and more trash onto him - from disgusting organic waste and rotten food scraps, over bathroom trash and ashtrays to the contents of my vacuum cleaner ... his face is literally buried under the gigantic amount of rubbish! And right there, under all of this trash, he'll now stay for a while - bon appetite, loser!
