"you're doing well. But one foot isn't enough: there's the other too! run!"
I spread the toes of my right foot and the little woman literally runs towards them. This time I can't help but laugh out loud. Normally I try not to laugh to maintain a severe and intransigent appearance but after watching the running slave I can't resist. It's so pathetic.
I wait a few minutes and let the slave continue licking my feet with her dry little tongue. But a promise is a promise, even for us giantesses. So I decide it's time to give to this little slut her prize
"turn around, there's a surprise for you"
the slave immediately turns her head behind her, away from my smelly feet. With my mouth I noisily collected a lump of saliva and spit it on the ground. I'm a little thirsty too, my mouth is quite dry so the saliva is thick and warm.
I thought the scene would end with the little slave disgusted by the idea of drinking my spit, begging me to give her some water. The idea amused me. But what happened was much better.
That little ant started running towards my glob of saliva. With a feline leap she reached it, she bent over it and began to drink, collecting my saliva with her tongue.
I laughed like I hadn't in a long time. All slaves are fun to use, but some are so humble, miserable and shameless...they are so devoid of dignity. They really give you the best fun. Too bad there are few so miserable.