Claudia had decided that it was time to test the docility and obedience of a new slave. To do so, she had chosen a pair of particularly elegant pumps, but whose soles were stained with dirt accumulated after days of use in the dirtiest streets of the city.

The slave, although visibly disconcerted by the task, acquiesced obediently. He began to lick the soles, his tongue encountering a bitter and unpleasant taste that he knew only too little. Each lick was an effort, not only physical but also mental, as the dirt settled on his tongue, covering it with a layer of dust and dried mud....

Claudia had decided that it was time to test the docility and obedience of a new slave. To do so, she had chosen a pair of particularly elegant pumps, but whose soles were stained with dirt accumulated after days of use in the dirtiest streets of the city.

The slave, although visibly disconcerted by the task, acquiesced obediently. He began to lick the soles, his tongue encountering a bitter and unpleasant taste that he knew only too little. Each lick was an effort, not only physical but also mental, as the dirt settled on his tongue, covering it with a layer of dust and dried mud.

Claudia observed each movement of disgust that the slave tried to hide. She noted his determination, but also his moments of weakness. At one point, the slave, overwhelmed by the amount of filth he had ingested, could not help but spit, a natural reflex in the face of such an ordeal.

Encouraged, the slave resumed his task with new determination. He licked, until the soles began to regain their original luster. Each effort was rewarded by words from Claudia, which mixed encouragement and subtle mockery.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the shoes were clean.

The slave, exhausted but satisfied with having accomplished his task, received an approving nod from Claudia, which for him was a great reward.