Get on your knees. That's right-right where you belong, with your mouth hovering near the gleaming red leather of my stilettos. Every curve and seam of these boots tells you exactly what you are and where you land in the human hierarchy. Go on, worship them. Kiss the arch. Lick the toe. Suck the stiletto. Show me how devoted you are, as if your very existence depends on pleasing me. Now that your lips have met these boots, it's time those ugly little jewels between your legs get a proper introduction. My swift kicks will make you rethink every decision that has led you to this point. Feel that pain radiate through your body as my strikes land with surgical precision on those nuts. Now back on your knees and thank the boots that just annihilated your manhood. Rinse and repeat! Worship and pain go so well together, don't they?
