Training and disciplining my boot slave is one of my favorite things to do. I do not consider my slaves as something human, for me they are nothing else than a piece of living meat which I use and of course abusee for my own needs and benefits. Just like this loser here. To look down from above as he writhes under me and my whip on the dirty floor is pure balm for my soul. When I let him lick the dirt from my boots I feel an inner sense of sublimity. What the slave feels!? I don not care at all! He is worthless and can be replaced at any time.