Arches De Triomphe beckons her slave to come and worship her overworked, tired and smelly feet.

The slave enters the room and knows exactly what is expected of him. He drops to his knees, kisses his superiors toes. Laying on his back, Arches De Triomphe graces her slave with the presence of her glorious soles, rests them on his face. Arches slave continues to worship her feet as if his life depends on it; unamused, Arches edges closer to the face of her slave and spits in his direction, leaving him with saliva splattered all over his face; Arches rubs this in with her feet.

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Arches De Triomphe beckons her slave to come and worship her overworked, tired and smelly feet.

The slave enters the room and knows exactly what is expected of him. He drops to his knees, kisses his superiors toes. Laying on his back, Arches De Triomphe graces her slave with the presence of her glorious soles, rests them on his face. Arches slave continues to worship her feet as if his life depends on it; unamused, Arches edges closer to the face of her slave and spits in his direction, leaving him with saliva splattered all over his face; Arches rubs this in with her feet.

Arches slave continues to worship his Goddesses feet; for the most part, his superior is happy with his work, but when his standards drop, she's quick to remind him to get back in top form by repeatedly slapping him across the face with the soles of her feet.