I've a business meeting coming up and just minutes before I have to leave, I notice that my high heels are not clean - of course, I can't go to a meeting with dirty shoes! I call the slave over and order him to clean my shoes while I enjoy my cigarette and the rest of my coffee. He has to start with the leather on top first and only once that's cleaned, he should proceed to the soles. They're covered with all kinds of street dirt - but that's not humiliating enough for my taste today - so I spit on the floor, add some ash from my cigarette and then rub my shoe soles through this disgusting ... Show more