Do you wonder why I make my slave clean shoes when it doesn't perform to my standard? The answer is very simple. Humiliation. I very much enjoy watching a tongue eagerly lap my dirty shoes, because I tell it to. Do you have any idea where these Birkenstocks have been? Honestly, that doesn't concern you. What should concern you is my happiness with how they look when you are done. Actually, that should be the only thought occupying your stupid mind as you lick and slurp tirelessly. Maybe if you impress me with your pathetic display, I will give you a few sniffs and laps of my bare feet. Work... Show more