I don’t like to keep useless slaves around Me, and this inferior creature has failed to properly do his job as My summer gardener. I'm granting him one last chance to prove he can be useful: he can lick clean all the dried on mud off My high-heeled platform boots. My black leather boots are covered with a thick coating of caked-on mud and dirt; I hope his lips and tongue are up to the job of cleaning them. I want to see him ready to consume every bit of dried mud, to lick them from top to bottom, leaving only clean leather behind his tongue. I know his tongue and lips are getting tired and ... Show more