He has to kiss my shoes until I allow him to care for my naked feet. I stretch out one feet after another towards his face, but this is a total disaster!! Is THAT what he understands of the word kissing?! No wonder that he's the last loser on earth! He smacks disgustingly and is totally squirrelly... that's such a turn-off! The only answer for that is to slap his slave muzzle with my hands! Maybe this will give him an incentive to try harder next time! I've never had such a bad fiasco before, for heaven's sake!