She knew how these things went.
After daddy and his friends finished eating, she was to get on her knees, and one after another earn her dinner of cum, having to beg for every last drop, and every smack, spit, and painful touch of their hands which aided them to feed her.
Then the chastity belt usually came off, and they would dress her up as they wanted, attach the tray to the front of her, keep their beer on it, and drink. They usually teased her with the opened bottles, and would pour some in her mouth if she begged.
Once that was all gone she would be pushed over, face into the sofa, and collectively they would decide if she was wet enough to fuck.
If she was, her panties would be stuffed into her mouth, and she would be used in that position for the rest of the night.
If she was not, she became the table again, locked back into her chastity belt, and made to be a silent object for the rest of the evening, before being led back to her cage for the night., crawling, leashed, and frustrated.