The submissive kneels before his goddess, her feet clad in dusty sandals, the soles caked with dirt from her daily adventures. She orders him to clean them, to lick every speck of dirt until they shine. He begins, his tongue tentatively touching the gritty sole, the sensation sending shivers up his spine. He licks and sucks, his pace increasing as he feels her bare skin, her feet squirming in pleasure. The sandals, once dirty and worn, now gleam under his diligent attention, his tongue tracing the intricate patterns on the straps. His own body throbs with desire, but he knows his pleasure is secondary to hers, his reward the sight of her satisfied smile and the knowledge that he has served her well.