Lying on the cage, wearing denim shorts, pantyhoses and sneakers, I am relaxing using my imprisoned slaves head as a footrest. But how much he complains! I order him to use his tongue for something more useful, like licking the soles of my shoes. He realizes by licking that they are very used, but then what would be the point of making him lick them new? The cleaning continues but now I tell him to lie down to do it more thoroughly. Now hes a real doormat, and in this position I want to crush him. So I start trampling on his head, first with sneakers and then without. My pantyhoses smell and as I squeeze him he finds himself breathing in the smell of my sweaty feet too. What a pleasure! I had fun, and now I go away leaving him in captivity with the company of my shoes.
