My dog my slave enjoys long walks. But today, the Mistress is tired. So I choose a spot thats worthy: a beautiful sea view, fitting for someone like me. I sit down, calmly, just long enough to have my new shoes cleaned.The dog fumbles, as always. Inadequate. Clumsy. He tries, but fails and makes me lose my patience.I dont correct him with words. No. I punish him as he deserves: I fill his face with my divine spit, marking him for what he is useless. Only then, satisfied, I resume my walk. He follows, head down, as he should.
