Six feet, caked in dirt and grime, are the focus of our foot-licking slave today. Perched on the sofa with two companions, our feet rest on the table as his head and tongue get to work, eagerly licking and tasting. We watch with delight as his tongue turns black from the filth, his face now covered in muck too. But even with such enthusiasm, our feet still aren’t clean. So off the table he goes, lying down beneath us as we rub our feet into his face and tongue for a thorough cleaning. The tongue is now dry, and we seize the opportunity to spit into his mouth, but his tongue is so dirty that it can no longer clean. We resort to pouring water, which quickly turns to mud on the floor, for him to lick up as per our orders.