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As the meal commenced, Benjamin, the diligent service ****, approached Alexander with a platter filled with a luxurious feast fit for a king. With a flourish, he presented the dishes, each one carefully prepared to tantalize the senses and please the palate.

"Master," Benjamin said, his voice respectful and deferential, "may I present to you a feast worthy of your esteemed presence."

Alexander nodded in approval, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he surveyed the spread before him. With a satisfied smile, he reached for the delicacies, savoring each bite with relish as he indulged in the finest fare Thornwood Estate had to offer.

But as Alexander feasted on the finest cuisine, he couldn't help but notice James, his loyal pet ****, sitting beside him with a bowl of food at his feet. With a cruel smirk, Alexander decided to remind James of his place in the hierarchy of Thornwood Estate.

"James," Alexander said, his voice dripping with contempt, "enjoy your meal."

With a sense of resignation, James lowered his head and began to eat, his movements slow and hesitant as he picked at the meager scraps before him. It was a stark contrast to the feast that Alexander enjoyed, a reminder of James's status as nothing more than a lowly pet ****.

And as James ate his degraded meal, a mixture of dog food and piss, Alexander couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight before him. For in that moment, he knew that he held all the power – and that James's obedience was absolute.