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In a grand room, Princess Scarlett Blond sits, legs crossed, her high heels dangling tauntingly. Her slave, Mr. Pine, enters, eyes downcast. She beckons him, "Come, worship." He complies, kneeling, taking her foot in his hands. He kisses, licks, sucks, his face a portrait of ecstasy and degradation. Scarlett, unmoved, watches, her foot a scepter, her slave a subject. She shifts, offering her other foot, her dominion absolute.