The Life of a Foot Slave!

I've been out running errands and shopping at the mall, so the soles of my shoes need cleaning. 'Snap' and slave assumes "doormat" position: laying face up, tongue out, so I can wipe the grime on the bottom of my shoes down his tongue. I drop a spit wad in his face and leave for the couch so I can relax--it was a HOT day and my sweaty feet stink and ache from wearing heels and walking around so much. I casually raise my foot and simply command "lick." slave immediately begins mindlessly licking the sole of my foot, cleaning today's foot grime like the loser bitch he is. he holds some different, awkward positions so that my feet are more comfy while wiping them down his tongue, collecting all that foot sweat and smell. I relax and flex my biceps a bit, admiring my own beauty, and use slave's mouth to polish my heels...and then command him to kiss my superior feet. After some foot worship, I allow him the honor of being my personal footstool while I check out my manicured nails.