Caught with a guilty look and a half-empty plate, the maid freezes as her mistresses enter the kitchen. The scent of their untouched lunch still lingers, and the truth is undeniable, she tasted what wasn't hers. Rather than scold her with words, they choose a more memorable lesson. With poised authority and a teasing smile, they make it clear that every bite comes with a price. What follows is a slow, deliberate punishment where obedience is demanded, pride is stripped away, and the rules of the house are reestablished through control, gaze, and quiet intensity.
