Down Means Down – Hunter Boot Trampling
Down means down. Apparently, even that is too complicated for some men.
I have found another perfectly suitable use for My disobedient slave: a human carpet beneath My glossy black Hunter boots.
Dressed in elegant riding breeches, a fitted blouse and polished tall boots, I have every intention of enjoying myself. Cigarette in one hand, riding crop in the other, I casually take My place above him.
But My carpet seems to have a rather unfortunate habit of forgetting where he belongs.
He tries to lift his head. He shifts. He attempts to get up.
How terribly ambitious.
I remind him of his proper position with My boots, deliberate steps and a few unmistakable commands.
"Down. I want you down. You belong down."
Between corrections, I take My time enjoying the view from above, letting him clean My boot soles and making myself perfectly comfortable.
A carpet with an attitude. How amusing.
Fortunately, I have all the patience required to remind him of his place.