I cannot remember how many times I enter the house and my slave rests, something that usually make me mad and I hurt him. But today my mood is great as I am just back from my beauty salon and I love my new curly hair and my french pedicure. After resting for a while with my slave's face as my footstool, is time for my feet to be worshipped properly. I rest them on my glass table and I call my slave and command him to kiss my feet. He is more and more stupid this period, I think is from the old age and the hours of trampling and facebusting. I give him orders to worship my feet how I like, b... Show more