Spit, aim, fire! Go!

You see the silver parts of my high heel sandals? I want them to shine again, to glitter even in the dark! So they deserve a gentle treatment. My slave has to lick them clean and polish the silver fabric with his tongue. And he does best if I give him my divine spittle! I spit on my high heels and let him deal with the rest. In doing so, he smacks like a greedy tributary. That’s the way I like it… as long as they become clean by coming up to my demands!