Portia returns home from a large outdoor music festival to find Her slave waiting for her on his knees, as she had instructed. Her bright pink boots are absolutely caked in the most rancid smelling sludge from the festival grounds. She orders her slave to lick them clean. The boots have thick chunky soles with deep crevices that are absolutely packed with mud and whatever she has trodden on at the festival. Portia sits on a bar stool remarking that it smells disgusting, like sewerage as Her slave frantically licks and sucks the mud out of each crevice, desperate to please Her.

Portia returns home from a large outdoor music festival to find Her slave waiting for her on his knees, as she had instructed. Her bright pink boots are absolutely caked in the most rancid smelling sludge from the festival grounds. She orders her slave to lick them clean. The boots have thick chunky soles with deep crevices that are absolutely packed with mud and whatever she has trodden on at the festival. Portia sits on a bar stool remarking that it smells disgusting, like sewerage as Her slave frantically licks and sucks the mud out of each crevice, desperate to please Her.