What better than a proper afternoon tea in the English countryside? Goddess Serena and Mistress Paris have instructed the household slaves to prepare a lovely spread for us this afternoon. Upon tasting the tea, however, it seems Goddess Serena would rather enjoy some entertainment at their expense! She proceeds to spit tea in one slave’s face, while the other assumes the role of my chair. We cr^sh food for them to eat off the soles of our stiletto high heels, and one even gets an extra special ~frosted~ treat x.