With all the rainy weather lately, my leather riding boots got terribly dirty and muddy - good to have a human doormat, I can trample on to get them clean again! At the beginning he's still wearing his white shirt - which turns brown under my boot soles quickly and therefore isn't suitable for cleaning my boots anymore. I order the loser to take off his shirt, while I stand on his stomach - so I can continue trampling his bare chest under my boots to get the remaining dirt off my boots. The loser is in terrible pain - not only does he get to feel my full weight and the brutally hard soles o... Show more