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On your knees, bitch—your tongue is the only tool good enough to clean my filth. Every lick scrapes away dirt, sweat, and grime while grinding your dignity deeper into the floor. You’re nothing more than a living rag, a worthless servant whose purpose is to swallow the filth from my feet and shoes. This is raw, unapologetic humiliation where dirt becomes your only meal.
