The slave was caught playing with my shoes again – although I strictly forbid him to touch any of my shoes without my explicit order! So, I’ll teach his naughty hands a painful lesson! I put his hands on the doormat and then immediately start to trample them under the muddy soles of my ankle winter boots. They’ve a nice deep tread that not only carries a lot of dirt but is also perfect to crush useless slave hands underneath! I light up a cigarette and enjoy as he suffers under my boot soles. I also spit on his hands a couple of times and use his hands as my ashtray – while still trampling his hands viciously! In the end his hands are completely bruised up, covered in dirt and spit and I leave the humiliated loser behind!

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