The slave gets a new life as a foot slave! In the first part, I use the slave like a doormat after I get home from a date, wiping My fancy shoes on its white shirt, then sit on its face while it undoes My laces. I have a red stool I could sit on, but the slave's face is more comfortable, and so it must crane its neck back to give Me a nice springy seat. I'd be impressed of the shape the slave makes to maximize My comfort, if the slave wasn't in fact a living piece of furniture. In the second part, the slave holds My shoes while I rub My Feet on its face. Those shoes are nice, but they make ... Show more