You Are What You Eat, My Sweet Thing

Let me start by saying this with love: I adore my boys. I love every inch of them, from their soft bellies to their strong arms, their shy eyes to their eager mouths. I don’t need you to be cut or shredded or shaped like some fitness model. I need you to be healthy. I need you to be well. Because when you’re mine, your body is my playground, my altar, and yes, sometimes my dinner plate.

I will put what I want in you. That might be my fingers. That might be my bright pink cock. That might be a nice big plug followed by a slow afternoon of teasing. Or it might be me simply straddling your face and feeding you directly. You don’t get a say in that. But what you put in your body the rest of the time? That matters. That’s on you. And if you want to serve me well, if you want to taste sweet and feel good and be ready when I want to use you, then you need to treat that body like the offering it is.

Why I Care What You Eat

Because I love you, silly boy. I care how you feel. I care how you smell, how you taste, how long you can kneel, and how ready you are to open up and take what I give you. When you eat garbage, it shows. Not just in how your belly feels, but in your mood, your breath, your stamina, and yes, the flavor of your cum.

You want me to keep using you? Then keep yourself in working order. I don’t want to press my face into your neck and smell fast food sweat. I don’t want to kiss you and taste last night’s takeout. And if you’re one of my boys who gets the privilege of CEI (Cum Eating Instructions) then baby, you are definitely the first one who needs to care about your flavor.

Taste Is Not a Mystery

Let’s be honest here. We know what makes cum taste bad. Garlic. Onions. Coffee. Greasy meat. Dehydration. I’m not telling you to cut everything delicious out of your life, but balance it. Drink water. Eat fruits like pineapple, kiwi, and citrus. Swallowing your own load is a lot more pleasant when it doesn’t come with a bitter aftershock. And if I decide I want to taste you myself? You want that to be a moment of pride, not a punishment. Levi wrote a comprehensive guide to improving the taste of your semen. Read it.

Your Health Is Your Service

You’re not in service only when you’re tied up or kneeling. You are in service always. That means what you feed yourself is part of how you serve me. A healthy body doesn’t have to look a certain way. I love my thick boys, my soft boys, my wiry boys, and everything in between. What matters is how you feel and how you function. Can you breathe through a long session? Can you stretch when I bend you? Can you present your ass and take my toy all the way, moaning the way I like to hear it?

You can’t do that if your system’s a wreck. I want energy. I want glow. I want you feeling good, not dragging through your day because you forgot that soda isn’t hydration.

My Gentle Rules

Here’s my little cheat sheet for my sweet things:

• Eat real food. If it came from a box and has more ingredients than a spellbook, think twice.
• Hydrate. Your cum, your skin, your mood, and your Mistress will thank you.
• Find a rhythm. Don’t starve yourself, don’t binge. Treat your body kindly.
• Eat what makes you feel strong and centered. That’s the boy I want kneeling at my feet.

Final Bite

I don’t expect you to be perfect. I’m not handing out gold stars for eating quinoa. But I am asking you to pay attention. Your body is a gift to me. I want it loved, nourished, and ready. Whether I’m whispering in your ear or strapping you down for a long, delicious session, I want to know that you took care of my property.

Now go drink a glass of water, brush your teeth, and think about how you’re going to make tomorrow’s meals just a little better. I love my boys. I want them tasting like honey and looking like desire.

And you, sweet thing, are no exception.

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