CC - Head on floor ,dirty boots

Description: Claudia had devised an ingenious solution for cleaning her boots and shoes: she had locked her slave in a box buried in the ground, leaving only his head protruding, like a trophy offered to her whims. that day, she arrived with a confident step, perched on her new high-heeled boots, already soiled by the dirt and dust of the streets. they were made of shiny black leather, but stained with grime that dulled their shine. she approached her slave's head, which was barely emerging from the ground, and fixed her domineering gaze on hers. "lick my dirty boots," she demanded in a firm, commanding voice. the slave, submissive and resigned, obeyed without a word. her tongue slid over the surface of the leather, picking up the accumulated grime, polishing every inch with devotion. claudia watched the scene with a satisfied smile, pivoting slightly to offer him every angle. once the uppers were cleaned to her liking, she lay languidly on a nearby chair, her legs stretched out towards him. “now, take care of the soles,” she ordered. they were particularly repulsive, encrusted with grime, dust, and some indefinable residue that clung to them like a second skin. the slave licked diligently, but claudia frowned—it wasn’t effective enough in her eyes. the idiot’s tongue wasn’t enough to dislodge all the grime. annoyed, she jumped up, placed her foot on the slave’s forehead, and jerked his head back. thus positioned, vulnerable and exposed, he became a perfect human rug. claudia then vigorously wiped the dirty soles of her boots on her outstretched tongue, rubbing insistently, as if polishing an inanimate object. as she rubbed her boots over her slave's face and tongue, his face blackened, smeared with dust and dirt. dark streaks stained his cheeks, his chin, his wide-open mouth, while claudia's boots gradually regained their immaculate cleanliness, shining as new. satisfied with the result, she stepped back to admire her work: a humiliated slave, a soiled face, and impeccable boots, ready for new adventures. "stay here, i still have dirty shoes to clean," she murmured with a triumphant smile, before walking away, leaving him there, locked in his box, awaiting the next chore.