Claudia looked at her Louboutin pumps, once the epitome of perfection. The red leather soles, which had once shone brightly, were now worn and covered in grime.

In a cold, commanding voice, she called to her slave,

Claudia placed her heels on his face, using him as a mere footrest.

Abruptly, she stood up and, lifting one foot, ordered him to lick her soles with his tongue.

The slave set to work, cleaning the encrusted dirt with desperate obedience. Claudia, unsatisfied with the slow process, pressed harder, rubbing the sole against his tongue, so that his...

Claudia looked at her Louboutin pumps, once the epitome of perfection. The red leather soles, which had once shone brightly, were now worn and covered in grime.

In a cold, commanding voice, she called to her slave,

Claudia placed her heels on his face, using him as a mere footrest.

Abruptly, she stood up and, lifting one foot, ordered him to lick her soles with his tongue.

The slave set to work, cleaning the encrusted dirt with desperate obedience. Claudia, unsatisfied with the slow process, pressed harder, rubbing the sole against his tongue, so that his mouth would absorb the filth. Every movement was calculated to humiliate, to remind her slave of his place.

Unsatisfied, she uses the slave's teeth to scrape the grime off the worn soles, extracting every bit of encrusted grime.