I've just come back from a nice ride in the country on my beautiful Mustang. My boots are really soiled: covered with dust but also muddy, after tonight big thunderstorm; I had also to walk inside the stable to take the back to his shed; I have no intention to clean them myself, but I had arranged everything in advance. Before going out, I had selected, among my slaves, the one who is best at using his tongue and I tied him to my small pillory. Now he is there, ready to provide his cleaning service. Today he will have to surpass himself: it won't be easy to lick away the mud and the and mak... Show more