This slave, will be our shoe boy. he have to clean with his tongue our shoes, we've walked in it today.

He must use his tongue and make sure there is no dust remaining on the soles of our stiletto or he will meet our whips.

If we are happy with his performance, we will give him permission to remove our shoes, sniff our sweaty shoes and we will grant him the privilege to be our footstool : our feet in nylon are so sweaty and stinky – a heaven for a loser like him!