Men are like a doormat and footrest to me

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Miss Eagle : I don’t put my feet on the ground. Between my feet and the floor I wedge a slave’s face. My foot slave is worth less than the dirt under my slippers, but he still has the honor of getting my dusty but comfortable slippers in his face. Open, warm slippers have the disadvantage that the feet sweat and dirt sticks to the bare soles, so the human footrest can also lick my bare feet clean and suck the spaces between the toes clean. I press my big, powerful feet into his worthless face. He has to obey and lick, nothing else. After all, the slave is just a footrest.