In a dimly lit chamber, Mistress Nulien, a vision of dominance, reclines on a plush chaise. Her slave, a trembling figure at her feet, begins the ritual of oiling her soles. The slave's hands tremble as they glide over the goddess's wrinkled, yet revered soles, the warm oil making them glisten. Mistress Nulien, her eyes closed in pleasure, guides her slave's head towards her feet, commanding him to worship her soles with his tongue.