My female slave has become an expert in pleasing me with her tongue on my feet. She knows exactly how I like them massaged, using plenty of saliva to provide maximum sensation. As she worships my feet, I take the time to relax and enjoy her adoration.
In the corner, I notice another slave, watching us with excitement. I scold him, but I don’t send him away. I decide to have a little fun, humiliating him while also partially satisfying his desires. He, too, has a desire to worship my feet, but I only allow him to worship the feet of my slave. He is so inferior that he will become the slave of my slave!
As my female slave continues to pleasure my feet, which rest on a stool, the other slave lies on the ground, licking her feet like the last carriage of a fetish train.