My friend Gabriella and I have just returned to the studio, only to find our shoes covered in dirt, likely from the mud in the garage as we exited the car. Fortunately, we have a slave at our disposal, ready to tend to our needs. However, before he can clean the garage, he must first lick the mud off our shoes. Gabriella begins, and soon enough, his tongue turns a murky brown as he labors to clean the soles. He gags in disgust, yet refuses to swallow, prompting us to deliver kicks to his face in punishment. Next, he polishes my soles and then the heels of both of our shoes. But the mess doesn’t end there – the mud has also dirtied the floor. Gabriella and I, ever helpful, spit on the ground to aid him in his cleaning efforts. He then proceeds to lick the tiles clean with his tongue and our saliva.