I have just returned from sports and am wearing my skin-tight transparent sports leggings and my sweaty old sneakers and you are kneeling on the floor and waiting for me. Your stomach is already growling, because ***ay I haven't given you anything to eat because you were disobedient. Fortunately for you, I am a gracious mistress! I brought you something to eat. First I strut up and down in front of you in my sexy sports outfit and squeeze your food a little more, because ***ay you get toast from me, which I carried around with me in my sneakers all day long. The sight of your mouth is already running at this sight, slave. I relishly take off my sneakers and take the toast out of my shoes, one slice after the other. As a slave, you only have toast without a side dish, refined only with the scent of your mistress's sweaty feet. Come on, eat every crumb of toast off the floor ...