Lady Scarlet - mętne buty dla języka niewolnika

ENGLISH LANGUAGE Chilling out outdoors to sip my coffee after a stroll in the garden. It rained yesterday and the garden turned into a mud pool, mud that is now all over my red leather boots. I call my slave who promptly arrives on all fours, I don't even have to talk that he has already understood what his job is: cleaning everything with his tongue until they shine again. He first cleans one of my boots until it becomes shiny and then moves on to the other: he really likes to lick mud just like a pig... I look at him pleased as he completes the job and shows me his black tongue. In the meantime, I have finished my coffee and carefully check that he has polished everything: my boots are as clean as new, I can send him away and I also give him my empty cup.