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 I'm back from a scorching hot day outside, and my poor feet are paying the price. My favorite old sandals are caked with dirt and grime, and my socks are sweaty and stinky. That's where you come in, slave. I need you to get on your knees and clean the filthy bottoms of my sandals. Make sure to get every last speck of dirt off, or you'll face my wrath. But that's not all, pathetic servant. Once you've finished with my sandals, I'll reward you by shoving my dirty, sweaty socks into your mouth. You'll get to savor the salty taste of my foot sweat and the stench of my worn-out socks. Don't even think about gagging - you're here to serve me, after all. Finally, I'll treat you to the pièce de résistance: my bare, dirty feet. You'll get to smell the pungent aroma of my toes and lick every inch of my soles. And as you're doing so, I'll be humiliating you, reminding you of your place as my lowly servant.