The gloss on my dress and shoes gleams as I entice my little slave, who obeys my commands and lavishes attention on my heels. After a time, I instruct her to remove my shoes, intending to plant my bare feet on her back. She is petite, and I worry I may harm her, but she astonishes me with her resilience. Her back creaks initially, but she soon proves even more sturdy than my male slaves. As a reward, I permit her to clean my feet with her tongue.