My slave disappoints me as a footstool, I can feel his teeth against my foot and it makes me uncomfortable.

So I decide to punish him with the whip.

Dirty Uncle always makes me feel the natural urge to crush his testicles. First, I use his testicles as a punching bag, then I make him place his balls on the table and strike them with my slippers. Finally, his testicles are trapped beneath my feet, between two pieces of wood from the table, causing him excruciating pain for my amusement.

It is an honor for him to suffer for me.

The silent slave begins cleaning the dirty soles of my TN sneakers with his toothbrush. For him, it’s an honor to be useful in this way, knowing that for days he’ll be able to taste the dirt trampled under my soles on his toothbrush.

When he’s finished, I use his back directly to dry my TN sneakers.

Riempio la bocca del mio schiavo di saliva, poi mi siedo comodamente sopra di lui, usandolo come mio trono personale e trasformando il suo viso in un poggiapiedi.

Deve rimanere fermo e servirmi mentre mi rilasso. Se qualcosa non mi soddisfa o non sono abbastanza comoda, lo chiarisco subito con qualche calcio in faccia.

The slave turns into my personal doormat: he takes off my boots, smells my masculine scent left inside them, and then starts massaging my smelly feet.

But his place is even lower. I push him under my feet, stuff one of my stinky socks into his mouth, and make him keep massaging me properly.

His only goal is one thing: to help me relax while remaining completely at my service.

A slave comes to Rome expecting a quiet, relaxing vacation... but everything changes the moment he finds Master Marte standing in front of him.

Completely overwhelmed, he can do nothing but drop to his knees, throw himself at Master Marte’s feet and worship them like the obedient slave he truly is.

Like a Roman Emperor returning from the sea 2,000 years ago, Master Marte relaxes while his slave kneels below him, serving and worshipping his bare feet with total devotion.

His peaceful Roman holiday has officially turned into complete submission under Master Marte’s feet.

A slave comes to Rome expecting a quiet, relaxing vacation... but everything changes the moment he finds Master Marte standing in front of him.

Completely overwhelmed, he can do nothing but drop to his knees, throw himself at Master Marte’s feet and worship them like the obedient slave he truly is.

Like a Roman Emperor returning from the sea 2,000 years ago, Master Marte relaxes while his slave kneels below him, serving and worshipping his bare feet with total devotion.

His peaceful Roman holiday has officially turned into complete submission under Master Marte’s feet.

Arrivo a casa la sera e finalmente è il momento di tirare fuori il mio schiavo dall'armadio.

È bendato, e ora deve indovinare quali vestiti indosso solo toccandomi.

Se indovina correttamente, potrebbe essere al sicuro. Ma se sbaglia, ci saranno conseguenze per lui.

La mia frusta è già pronta.

Mentre sono concentrato sulla mia console, il mio schiavo Bino non è altro che un utile oggetto ai miei piedi.

Lo ignoro completamente mentre si inginocchia sotto di me e mi toglie i calzini. Poi si mette al lavoro, leccando e adorando i miei piedi nudi mentre continuo a giocare senza prestargli alcuna attenzione.

Per me, non è altro che un oggetto ai miei piedi, utile solo per il mio comfort e relax.

The slave arrives directly from Spain with only one goal: to serve me.

As soon as he enters the house, he immediately kneels down in front of me. I’m hungry, so I order a pizza, sit back comfortably, and start eating while stepping on his food and making him take it away as takeaway... to eat in front of the Colosseum.

Now I want to watch a match, so we turn on the TV to watch Italy–Spain. The match gets heated, and every goal scored by Spain makes me angrier and angrier. It is my Spanish slave’s job to absorb all my frustration. I step on him, crush him beneath my feet, and make him pay for every moment when his national team makes me lose my patience.

After the match, I go out with my friends and spend several hours away. When I return home, my bare feet are warm, sweaty, and ready to be served.

My slave is still waiting in his place. I make myself comfortable, bring my feet close to his face, and order him to make himself useful: he has to clean all the sweat from my bare feet with his mouth and tongue, until the very last drop.

Trasformo il mio schiavo londinese nel mio comodo zerbino umano. Lui toglie l'unico calzino che indosso, e glielo infilo direttamente in bocca…

Poi premo i miei piedi nudi sul suo viso mentre lui inizia a massaggiarli. Infine, si rende utile con la lingua, leccando ogni goccia di sudore dai miei piedi.

Master Marte turns his London slave into a comfortable human doormat. The slave removes the only sock Master Marte is wearing, and Master Marte shoves it straight into his mouth...

Then Master Marte presses his bare feet into the slave’s face while the slave starts massaging them. Finally, the slave makes himself useful with his tongue, licking every drop of sweat from Master Marte’s feet.