The man, eager to please, is positioned at his Mistress's feet, his face inches from her heels. She cracks her whip, ordering him to lick, to show his devotion. He obeys, his tongue tracing her arches, his breath hot on her skin. She can feel his need, his desperation, and she teases him, pushing him closer to the edge. "Cum now," she orders, and he does, his body convulsing as he spills onto her feet. But his release is far from his only purpose; she demands he clean her feet, his tongue lapping up every drop, his humiliation complete.