Allison and sarah transform the slave avril into a living mummy, wrapping her in a film with her head — the body is motionless, only the tongue protrudes through the slit for breathing. "you're my foot table now, bitch!" laughs sarah, putting her smelly soles right on the slave's face. allison adds, "you're going to lick my heels!", rubbing her foot against avril's wrapped head so that the film crunches. sarah sits on her stomach and continues to rub her feet against the slave's face and tongue — he deftly slides between the toes of the girls feet. "the warm—up is over!" says allison, pushing avril. the girls tease her feet: "try to reach out, you loser!", making her to crawl on her belly and lick her feet with all her might. when avril reaches sarah's feet with the tip of her tongue, she gets a short opportunity to enjoy herself. "open your mouth wider, you fool, stick out your tongue!" — allison sticks her toes on her mouth. in the end, the goddesses allow her to satisfy all four of their feet, but the mummia slave fails this task.
