Retuning home from my office I always have my slave ready to welcome me in front of the couch and while he massages my tired feet I ask him if he has done the job assigned in the morning. Today I felt a strange tone in his voice when he answered that he has cleaned the terrace. I know he does not like doing it, so I went to check personally, and, as i supposed, it wasn't clean at all. So I made sure my feet got dirty by rubbing them on the ground, walking everywhere to show my slave that he lied. Next came the punishment, so he had to lick my feet clean and I also used him as an armchair wh...

Retuning home from my office I always have my slave ready to welcome me in front of the couch and while he massages my tired feet I ask him if he has done the job assigned in the morning. Today I felt a strange tone in his voice when he answered that he has cleaned the terrace. I know he does not like doing it, so I went to check personally, and, as i supposed, it wasn't clean at all. So I made sure my feet got dirty by rubbing them on the ground, walking everywhere to show my slave that he lied. Next came the punishment, so he had to lick my feet clean and I also used him as an armchair while his tongue was working hard to comply my order.

Tornando a casa dall'ufficio voglio sempre che il mio schiavo pronto ad accogliermi davanti al divano e mentre lui massaggia i miei piedi stanchi gli chiedo se ha svolto i lavori assegnati la mattina. Oggi ho sentito uno strano tono nella sua voce quando ha risposto che aveva pulito la terrazza. So che non gli piace farlo, così sono andata a controllare personalmente, e, come supponevo, non era pulito affatto. Così mi sono assicurata di sporcarmi i piedi strofinandoli a terra, camminando ovunque per mostrare al mio schiavo che aveva mentito. Poi è arrivata la punizione, così ha dovuto leccarmi i piedi sporchi usandolo anche come poltrona mentre la sua lingua lavorava sodo sodo per eseguire il mio ordine.