Princess Rachel has her slave locked in the faebox with only his face sticking up from the floor. She walks barefoot and steps on his face. “Are my feet cold?” she questions while standing on his face. He answers that they are, so she sits down and demands that he “Warm them up!” He does as he has been trained takes deep breaths in through his nose and blows his warm breath out through his mouth to warm her feet. Princess moves her toes around on his face making sure that he gets every inch. Her feet are finally starting to warm up as the slave is getting light headed from expelling so much...

Princess Rachel has her slave locked in the faebox with only his face sticking up from the floor. She walks barefoot and steps on his face. “Are my feet cold?” she questions while standing on his face. He answers that they are, so she sits down and demands that he “Warm them up!” He does as he has been trained takes deep breaths in through his nose and blows his warm breath out through his mouth to warm her feet. Princess moves her toes around on his face making sure that he gets every inch. Her feet are finally starting to warm up as the slave is getting light headed from expelling so much air, but she doesn’t care about him. He is just a tool for her to use for her comfort. She rubs her smelly feet all across his face until she is satisfied with how warm her feet are. She then simply stands up and walks off leaving her slave stuck in floor to wait for her return.