ITALIAN SPEAKINGThe day spent at the beach put me in a great mood. I also thought of my slave, who stayed to clean the dungeon while I was at the beach having fun with my friends. In fact, as soon as I get back to the dungeon, I have a gift all for him. When I left the beach I didn't wash my feet which are still dirty with sand. He will have to deal with it with extreme devotion, as he did last summer. If he wants to lick my feet he has to do it under these conditions, certainly a bitch like him does not deserve to lick them when they are clean. As I expected, this slave immediately rushes to lick them. However, since the sand is so much he has to swallow it. There are noises while he's chewing on the grit that really make me laugh a lot. As he licks I tell him that perhaps if he behaves well, one day he will have the honor of accompanying me and some of my friends to the sea. Everyone on the beach would understand that he is a slave, both because he should serve us and revere us in all respects. After all, a disgusting man like him could never go to the sea with beautiful women. I decide to also practice a lot of footgagging while he is licking. When I sink my feet to the back of his throat he gasps for air. Who knows if it's just the sand that bothers him? After making him give one last lick, not without some insult because he is unable to maintain the right position, I send him away. Now that he has eaten most of the sand, I can go and take a nice relaxing shower, without getting too dirty...
