Barefoot and submissive, I've walked all day at my master's command. Now, I present my dusty, sweaty feet to him. My soles are dirty, my heels marked from the pavement, but he loves it. He orders me to wash them, to cleanse them of the day's grime. I obey, feeling the cool water caress my skin, knowing that soon, he'll have me lick the dirt from my own feet.