I have tied down my private slave on the trunk, so that he cannot budge and will concentrate on his duty: cleaning the feet of my boots with his tongue. Soon, I notice that hes doing a poor job: his tongue is too dry and cannot liquidate all the mud and grime from underneath my boots. Unluckily my slave is getting old and, sometimes, even his practice of thirty years can no longer compensate the loss of physical vigor. I need to help him, providing him something to drink. I feel my bladder full and I think there is nothing better than my golden nectar to ease a thirsty slave. I put a funnel in his mouth, so that not a sigle drop gets lost; he was truly thirsty and drinks avidly my golden bounty. But I can give him something more scented than my piss: I squat over his face and I let go a noisy and smelly fart. I order him to put his nose close to my butt, since there are a 2nd and a third one. But, you know, sometimes, something more solid comes out of my booty: a duo of chunks of kaviar fall in my slaves mouth and he instantaneously gulps them. Today I have been truly generous with my personal slave!!!