Seated on my throne, I leisurely sip water before setting my glass down, utilizing my human furniture to its fullest potential. Two slaves kneel before me, their intended purpose to provide me with entertainment. I beckon them closer, their lack of understanding evident as I position them to my satisfaction.
I desire to have them slightly angled, as I plan to open my legs and place a foot in the mouth of each slave. I command them to remove my red sandals, positioning them on my human table before pushing my feet deep into their throats. A symphony of moans, coughs, and drool fills the air, their reactions almost causing them to vomit. I grant them brief reprieves, taking the opportunity to admire my feet, glistening with their saliva.