Lady Karame had ordered me on a stool where I had to stand half naked on a dozen painful bottle caps. Standing on bottle caps for five minutes does not hurt, but fifteen, twenty or even thirty minutes ... After a while she sat down on her throne and wished a foot bath for relaxation. On duty, I knelt before the exalted Mistress and soaked her feet neatly, even between her toes, massaging her soles. For a slave contender like me such moments are of pure ecstasy, when a slave comes closer to the mistress, as in the humble ablution of her feet, which ritual illustrates a slave more intense, in... Show more