CC - Five minutes to clean my shoes !

Description: Claudia stands imposingly, her black pumps gleaming with a menacing sheen. the soles, encrusted with dried mud and indefinable filth, seem to bear the marks of sovereign contempt. lying on the ground, her slave, reduced to the state of a human doormat, has only his head protruding from a trapdoor, exposed and vulnerable. his eyes fix on the stilettos, symbols of implacable authority. "lick the dirt," he will have only 5 minutes to accomplish this mission. the stopwatch begins to tick down the seconds. the slave, without hesitation, attacks the thankless task. his tongue works on the filth, braving the acrid taste of hardened mud and encrusted debris. each movement is a desperate effort, a fight against humiliation and time. dirt clings to his lips, but he perseveres, scraping the rough surface of the soles with frantic determination. his cheeks hollow, his breath quickens, but he doesn't falter, driven by the fear of disappointing. claudia stands motionless, watching with a cold smile. the seconds tick by, merciless. at exactly five minutes, she looks down. the soles, once revolting, shine impeccably clean, every trace of mud erased by the relentless effort. without a word, without a glance of approval, she pivots on her heels, the sharp click resounding like a final verdict, and leaves the room, leaving the slave panting, victorious in his submission.