Just look what I’ve prepared for you – your dinner. I’ve chewed it up, slobbered all over it and spat it out. It looks absolutely delicious – come here and enjoy it, you mutt. Yes, now you can lick it up – lick the floor nice and clean. Now don’t forget my boots – I want them nice and clean again too. Come on, lick the sole and suck the heel. That’s more like it. Are you done? Right, then get lost.

It’s a great honour for you, my slave, to be allowed to lick my divine boots. Enjoy the grime on my soles and suck the heel clean. And because I like it that way, there’ll be a bit of pain for you now and then. My boot slave likes that – come on, lick some more. And because you’ve done so well, you may take off my boots and kiss and lick my feet in nylons. Right, now get back into your cage and wait until I call you again.

You’re spot on, you doormat. Today you’ll be serving as my ashtray – a great honour for you, you slave. Come on, get started cleaning the soles of my boots – stick your tongue out and let’s get going. Now suck on the heel. Every now and then you’ll get my cigarette ash – come on, enjoy it. Now swallow it down – are you looking forward to that filthy filter? You’ll love the taste. I’ve finished smoking – swallow the filter and get lost, you mutt.

My doormat is ready and waiting – that’s how it should be. I’m walking all over you because I have power over you. Now that you’re lying on the floor, you’ll have to lick my boots too. Just as befits a slave of his queen. I don’t want to hear you moaning and whingeing; be grateful for the honour of being allowed to be my doormat. Right, now you can go and disappear into your cage, you loser.

My boot slave at work. Of course, the Mistress’s boots must be clean. My slave licks the boots from every angle; I won’t tolerate a job half done. Lick the sole until there’s not a speck of dirt left. Take the toe in your mouth and now the heel; a bit of your Mistress’s spit will certainly do the trick too. Are they clean? Then get out of here.

I know you love my mules and heels so much. That’s why I’ve been out wearing them, so the soles are nice and dirty. You’ll happily lick my soles and suck my heels. Take them right deep into your mouth. When I press my heels into your nipples whilst you’re licking my soles at the same time, there can’t be anything better for you. Also, enjoy the moment. And because I’m such a gracious mistress, you get to eat my spit and an old banana, which you’re also allowed to lick off my soles. Now say thank you for these generous gifts I’ve given you. You loser.

It’s a sunny day; I’m going to go outside with my slave. I’m going to humiliate and dominate him; I’ll spit on him; I’ll feed him, and he’ll have to lick his food off my boot. I’ll spit his food straight into his slave’s mouth. I treat him like a stray dog, but that’s exactly what he is. He has to do whatever I tell him; I’m having a brilliant time.

Tes mains d'esclave sordides sont parfaites. Je marche partout sur tes mains d'esclave avec mes bottes divines. Supporte ça et sois reconnaissant pour la douleur que tu es autorisé à souffrir. Peux-tu voir mes talons ? Que penses-tu que je puisse en faire ? Alors, est-ce que ta petite bite d'esclave frémit ?

Tu es là pour me servir et pour m’amuser. Mes talons te font mal, et tu m’en remercies. C’est comme ça que ça doit être. Regarde juste mes escarpins divins – ta petite bite d’esclave se réjouit déjà. Et c’est parti – c’est moi qui commande. On va commencer doucement, en enfonçant mes talons de plus en plus profondément dans tes tétons. Et ensuite ? Maintenant lèche bien les semelles – c’est bien. Maintenant dégage, pauvre loser.

Espèce d'ordure sans valeur, tu ne peux pas me remercier assez d'être autorisé à servir une maîtresse aussi divine. Ta place est sous les semelles de mes belles bottes. Viens me montrer à quel point tu aimes ça. Embrasse et lèche les semelles. Suce les talons. C'est ton destin ; tu n'es bon à rien d'autre. Ta tête fait aussi un excellent repose-pieds, et maintenant, enfonce les deux talons profondément dans ta bouche d'esclave. Charmant, je m'amuse.

J'ai envie de te dominer, alors c'est exactement ce que je vais faire. Mes escarpins à brides ne sont-ils pas divins ? Ne sont-ils pas faits pour t'infliger de la douleur ? Ne sont-ils pas faits pour que tu lèches la crasse des semelles et des talons ? Je le pense, alors profite de ton temps avec ta reine. Espèce de loser.