After the slave was allowed to wash my feet earlier, he now has the honor of painting my toenails. Its a very difficult task for a slave who doesnt know how much precision is required. I have a penchant for perfectionism, but I show patience and let the slave make one painting mistake after another… He sweats so much with excitement that he even slips off a nipple clamp. I let him continue for over 20 minutes, answering messages on my cell phone in the meantime and letting him rate his work himself in school grades. No matter how miserable the result is, he continue with my second foot. Hopefully hell deliver a better result this time!
