LadyNataly

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.

Your filthy slave hands are just right. I’m walking all over your slave hands in my divine boots. Put up with it and be grateful for the pain you’re allowed to suffer. Can you see my heels? What do you think I can do with them? Well, is your little slave cock twitching?

You’re here to serve me and to amuse me. My heels cause you pain, and you thank me for it. That’s how it should be. Just look at my divine pumps – your little slave cock’s already rejoicing. And off we go – I’m in charge. We’ll start slowly, pressing my heels deeper and deeper into your nipples. What’s next? Now lick the soles nicely – that’s good. Now get lost, you loser.

You worthless piece of trash can’t thank me enough for being allowed to serve such a divine mistress. Your place is beneath the soles of my beautiful boots. Come and show me just how much you enjoy it. Kiss and lick the soles. Suck the heels. That is your destiny; you’re good for nothing else. Your head makes a fine footstool too, and now take both heels deep into your slave’s mouth. Lovely, I’m having fun.

The queen is out walking her dog. Come on, you mutt, and obey my commands, or shall I have to teach you a lesson? Walk in a straight line and not too slowly; now and then you may lick my boots, as you should. A bit of spit on the boot adds the finishing touch. Now bark for your mistress – that’s the way to do it. Good boy.

I feel like dominating you, so that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Aren’t my slingbacks divine? Aren’t they made to inflict pain on you? Aren’t they made for you to lick the grime off the soles and heels? I reckon so, so enjoy your time with your queen. You loser.

You know where your place is by now. The sight of the soles of my boots from there must be heavenly for you. Is your little slave cock getting wet? You loser, come on then, lick those soles. I want them sparkling clean. You can swallow the dirt, because today I’m feeling generous.

Now have a look at the filth on the soles of my boots. That’s not how I want it. Slave, come here and lie down; lick the filth off my soles with relish. I’ve found an old banana – together with the filth, it’s a winning combination. Suck the banana off my heel; savour the moment. You’ll never achieve anything more in your life, you loser.

Licking spit, food scraps and grime off my divine boots – there’s nothing better for you than that, is there? My heels ensure a good dose of pain. How’s your little slave cock doing? It’s jumping for joy. Am I not being particularly gracious to you, since I’m sacrificing my precious time for you? Say thank you and get out of here now.

Just look what I’ve prepared for you, you boot slave. The fruit’s a bit old, but it’s still very good for you. The fruit looks much more appetising when it’s squashed, doesn’t it? What lovely sounds they make when I press my heel down on them. Listen carefully – well, do you want to give it a taste? Come on... come and get it.

My divine peep-toe shoes on you, you slave – that looks rather good. You’re licking my soles and sucking my heel – make an effort, I want it nice and clean. And because I’m such a gracious mistress, you’ll get a good dose of pain on top of that. Do you like that? Your little slave cock’s twitching in its cage. I’m enjoying myself and you’re suffering – a lovely day. Right, now say thank you and get back into your cage. Loser

Come on, I want to take you for a walk, you little doggie. Come on, be a good boy and bark for your mistress. Whilst you’re down there, lick my boots clean. Now you’re thirsty too – this puddle will have to do. Do you like it? I do. Come on, let’s walk a bit further. Just look at you, you loser.

It’s a great honour for you, you worthless boot slave, to be allowed to lick my divine boots. So get on with it – I don’t want to see any dirt on my soles. And to make sure it goes more smoothly, I’ll add a bit of pain for you. My heels fit your nipples perfectly... Now thank me for the honour and get lost... loser

Your Mistress is calling you! You must come at once and serve your Mistress unconditionally. I’ve been out and about and my sandals are dirty. You’ll sort that out, so get on with it. It’s well known that pain spurs you on. You’ll get a good thrashing from my heels. I don’t care whether you like it or not – I’m the one who decides.

Boot slave, there’s work for you. Come and lick my divine boots; I want them sparkling clean. What, are you still hungry? I’ve got some old food left that I’ll trample up for you. Now you can suck it off my heel. A dose of pain is part of the deal, so my heels and your nipples are going on a date. I’m having a marvellous time.