TBM - The Canteen -FULL POST- (HD/Progress Shots/Layout/ CSP File/ Original conepts...)

The Black Mirror houses an almost unending stock of Subs and Slaves. It acts not just like a good ol’ dungeon, but for its guests and residents, it has to also serve as a home.

This feat requires fulfilling not just the kinky needs of those under Lord Black’s hosting, but also the more mundane (even if some times just as enjoyable) requirements. And while Doms and Masters have their own amenities, more suited to the satisfaction of their day to day needs and status, Subs and Slaves require their own facilities, also suited to their special… necessities.

And that’s why The Canteen exists.

And it is there that everyday a never-ending crowd of guests go get their much needed nourishment for a day full of naughty mischief, kinky adventures and strenuous steam-hot play sessions. So many are the kinklets that gather there for breakfast, lunch, supper, diner and the more than occasional snack, that very rarely the ambience there, in any way, resembles peace and quiet. More often than not, the air is filled with loud voices, laughter, reprimands and… well, moaning. It’s there The Crows get busiest as they keep the rough-housing and other shenanigans under a tolerable threshold, while also making sure the regimes of those Subs and Slaves with special requirements are enforced.

And we’re not talking just nutritional demands here (although those are also heavily enforced and no one will leave a meal without their nice portion of greens). We’re also talking about the many other aspects of a Sub’s regime. The chastity time, restraints, forced stimulation, routine spankings, humiliating status… All of these aspects of a Sub’s regime, when required (and possible) to be kept during feeding times, imply the use of special facilities to ensure the harmonious experience of them all without having to interrupt the sub’s playtime with the regularity a young body needs refuelling.

Say a sub’s regime says they’re to be a puppy for the week, they would be made to have their meal in a bowl in the pet area. They can even be latched there for extra security.

A slave’s regime says they’re in dry time, The Crows will make sure them or their friends won’t use the hectic chaos of the mess room to sneak a quick release by any naughty means.

And oh… the indignity of having your hands restrained. Forced to drink your water from the dispensers, lips sealed around the suggestive shaped sucklers, pushing the trigger with your nose, in the crowded hall, while your ears are burning from embarrassment.

If your regime allows for it and your friends will spare you the humiliation, they might help you eat (as if being fed like a baby isn’t humiliating enough…), but otherwise, you will have to go on all fours (if that hasn’t been already forced onto you) and crawl to the feeders to suffer the ultimate profanation: having to suck your nourishment from the feeders. A set of big black… sucklers, bellow (most) waists level, dispensing a nutritious paste dense enough that it will only come out of the… suckler, if actively suctioned or forced from the inside. Rebellious subs (or those whose regime call for it) will be latched to the feeder and forced to have their mouth stuffed on the thing and/or swallow the conspicuous paste as it comes out non-stop (BTW, this paste is just a mix of nutrients with a perfect balance of carbs, vitamins and proteins… It just, for some reason, happen to have a funny look and texture to it… Shocking!). If your regime calls for it (or The Crow in charge there feels like it) you might even be hooked to the optional attachable poles for an extra bit of spice.

At any rate, the result is the same. You will be there, in the full-to-the-brim mess, with your mouth around a big black… suckler, and your butt sticking out for the world to see. Those who are grounded there by physical restraints, at least, have it easier to accept their fate. But those who are forced to be there by the circumstances can’t help but feel their pride hurt even further because of the shameful predicament. Sometimes the ones set in such ways would have special warnings. The most common are: “Spank me”, “Free to tease”, “No orgasms” or some combination of these and/or any other their Masters or the Crows in charge of the feeders feel convenient.

And it’s The Crows who would look out that the regimes and special provisions are enforced. A couple Crows would be constantly monitoring the feeders while many patrol the hall checking that everything goes as smooth as possible. Those Slaves caught trying to break their regimes/predicaments will be reported to their Masters for them to take action as they see fit, the Subs in that situation will be punished into serving more time or a harsher version of the original situation (doubling the chastity time with a sturdier cage and regular teasing is a classic or those trying to orgasm when not allowed). Those caught trying to deceive or bypass around someone else’s regime/predicament, either to “help” their friends or to aggravate them outside what their regimes allow, will often share the same (if not worse) fate as the one they were tampering with. It’s worth mentioning that meddling into someone’s situation, when it doesn’t contradict their regimes/assigned predicament, is usually fine (unless a Crow decides you’ve gone a tad too far… or just feels like it, and decides to punish you anyway), so one of the fears of those forced to use the feeders “voluntarily”, is someone taking advantage of them by latching them to the feeder, being blindfolded and left there till a Crow finds out and decides to free them, which happens a couple times on almost a daily basis. So subs usually try their best to suck on their meals as fast or as inconspicuous as possible hoping they won’t be the victims of any shenanigans on that day.

For particularly naughty offenders, The Crows keep a scarecrow post right next to the door, where a poor soul would serve as a warning to try and keep any mischievous thoughts at bay. It usually ends up making the hornyballs that Subs and Slaves are a little more pent up and, for the most daring, a mocking objective (Maybe even for a pinch of physical teasing… Who wouldn’t like seeing a cute sub squirm and moan?).

At any rate, those looking for just a meal and a chat with their fellow Subs and Slaves can go to The Canteen for food and comfort like in any ol’ regular cafeteria. Those who’re looking for a more intense experience, they will definitely be visiting The Canteen just as often, except in way different conditions.

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Layout Progress Shots:

General Pic Progress Shots:

Original Concept Sketch for The Feeders:

Note these are based in actual calf feeders for cattle. :P

Original Layout CSP File:

Layout

At any rate, those looking for just a meal and a chat with their fellow Subs and Slaves can go to The Canteen for food and comfort like in any ol’ regular cafeteria. Those who’re looking for a more intense experience, they will definitely be visiting The Canteen just as often, except in way different conditions.

Original General Shot CSP File:

The Canteen

I'm not even gonna try to make sense of the MANY layers this has. Usually I would go around collapsing layers as I go, but for the sake of showing a little more of my work flow I wanted to keep the file as editable as possible. So for those geeky enough to care for these things, enjoy!

Afterword:

I would like to thank again all my supporters, specially those who lent me their characters to participate in the shot.

I know I've been neglecting the subscriptions way more than I should be allowed to, but life's been all sorts of hectic. Not an excuse, but I wanted to let you know I don't forget about you, and it's thanks to you all that I can keep working on these.

So, maybe a little more and always,

Thanks! ^^