I am on my throne, I sip water and put my glass down, giving a purpose to this human table that furnishes my living room. In front of me two slaves on their knees with whom I intend to play: I make them approach but it takes a while to make them understand how these two idiots must arrange themselves. I want to have them in front of me but a little sideways because I'm going to open my legs and put a foot in the mouth of each of them. I have them take off my red sandals, which I put on my human table and immediately push my feet down their throats. I feel them moaning, coughing, drooling, almost puking… so much that I have to give them short breaks in which to admire my feet wet with their saliva.