Exhausted and uninterested, I announce my intention to sleep soon. But first, I require relaxation. My slave understands my needs without the need for words. Grateful for the opportunity, he showers my feet with kisses before positioning himself as my footstool. I spend my time carelessly ignoring him, my feet resting on his face, as I focus on my cell phone. Once I’ve had my fill, I end the session and dismiss my human footstool, ready to retire for the night.