In a dimly lit room, a boy is summoned, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement. "Show me what you've got," the master commands, leaning back in his chair. The boy hesitates, then tentatively reaches out, his fingers tracing the master's feet, his touch growing bolder as he's spurred on by the master's dominant tone. The master's feet, powerful and commanding, become the boy's world, his focus narrowing until nothing else exists, just the master's feet and his own eager, servile tongue.