Amid the rain-soaked streets of Paris, a young lady’s slave, almost naked and soaked to the bone, trudged through puddles, unwavering in his commitment to please his mistress. The city’s dampness clung to his threadbare clothes, and every step sent shivers down his spine but there was only one thought in his mind, how to please HER.
As the servant approached his mistress, who stood sheltered from the rain, a tender smile graced her lips. Undeterred by his own discomfort, he lowered himself to the cold, wet ground. Kneeling in a puddle, he reached for his mistress’s slender ankle and delicately removed her shoe, pressing his lips against the delicate skin of her dainty feet. The mistress, standing above, watches him with a mixture of grace and amusement, her delicate features softened by the display of worship at her feet.
