This lowly male creature is nothing but a carpet beneath My sharp boot heels and superior soles. it is so fortunate to feel them press on its back as I adjust My position, laughing at it as it squirms. I snap My leather gloved fingers and order it up on its knees with its tongue out. I expect My divine boots to be thoroughly licked clean and shined – starting at My sole, then licking My sacred spit off My patent leather boot to clean its tongue and shine the tops. I first make the pathetic object beg like a d0gg, simply to humiliate it. I order it to stroke My property as it sucks and licks My heavenly heeled boots. Then back into the carpet position beneath Me as I smother it beneath My leather gloves. it will remain in denial, objectified and motionless until My return.
