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In a dimly-lit dungeon, a barefoot master, his feet dusty from the earth, commands his slave to lie prone. He begins with a soft, almost loving touch, his soles caressing the slave's back. But soon, the master's weight increases, his feet pressing into the slave's muscles, making him squirm. The slave's whimpers fill the room as the master's feet move to his ass, his thighs, his calves, each press sending jolts of pain and pleasure through him. The master's feet are tools of both punishment and ecstasy, his power over the slave complete.