LadyNataly

You're a loser, you know that. You're here solely to serve your mistress. I'll do whatever I want with you. Today you can lick the soles of my new boots clean. The heels are nice and pointy, let's see how deep I can push them into your nipples until you can't take it anymore. Since you're already sitting in front of me, I'll use you as an ashtray. Come on, swallow the ash. This is wonderful, you're nothing.

Come and serve your mistress. Lie down and clean my soles and heels of my divine high heels. You can endure a lot of pain, come on, let's try it out. I'll be amazed at how deep I can drill my heels into your nipples. I'm having fun, you're my slave, you have to endure it.

Come, lie down, my doormat. Enjoy it when I walk over you with my red boots. Do you feel my heels on you, slave? Now you can lick the soles, as befits a boot slave.

So you're good for something. Come on, I need an ashtray. Your tongue is perfect for my ashes. Come on and swallow the ash. As a reward, you can eat the smoked cigarette butt. Now lick the soles of my high heels clean. It was a nice day for you, ashtray.

Serve your mistress as a slave should. Carry out my orders without argument. Only then are you a worthy slave. Worthy of cleaning the soles of my high heels with your tongue. So go ahead, start! I want the soles to be free of dirt. Not so fast, let your tongue slowly run over the soles. Don't forget the heels. Do it properly; you want me to be satisfied.

Do you enjoy it when your goddess walks over you in her high heels? It's an honor for you to be allowed to serve me as a doormat. Of course, you must clean the soles of my heels, and you can let the heel disappear completely into your slave's mouth. I like it that way, just look at you. This is your life, a dream for you.

Don't I take good care of you, you ungrateful slave? Today you'll get old vegetables, and you can lick them off the soles of my divine high heels. The food couldn't be better for you. Tomorrow you'll get to eat the dirt under my soles again. At least it's varied and balanced.

Now look at my divine heels. Come and show me respect. Kiss and lick my heels. Now I'm going to test how much pain you can endure, whether I can drill my metal heels all the way into your nipples. I've already gone pretty deep, can you still go? Come on, let's continue!

There you lie, you worthless slave. Today you will serve as my doormat. I'll clean my ankle boots on you, and you can also lick my soles clean. It gives me pleasure to walk back and forth over you. What do you think of my boots? Surely they're divine from your perspective?

Today you may lick your food off the soles of my boots. Like yesterday, an honor for you, slave. Now try harder, I want my boots clean. Come on, clean the heels better; I always have to tell you what to do. At the end, you lick the floor clean, as you should.

Today, your dinner will be served personally by your goddess. The arrangement of the egg is appropriate for your position. Now, you may enjoy your feast. This service from your goddess will, of course, cost you extra. You can't afford it every day. When you're finished, you'll also lick the floor clean.

Come on, boot boy, my divine boots are waiting for you to clean them. Come on, do better, I want to have completely clean soles. I don't like it like this. Let's see what your nipples can take, maybe it'll motivate you to do a better job.

You lie there and wait patiently for your meal. Now you can lick the old stuff off my heels. Do you like it? Come on, don't forget the soles; they have to be really clean. Just look at yourself, you slave; you'll never achieve anything else in your entire life. When you're done, you can disappear, you mutt.

You lie at my feet, as you should. You have the honor of cleaning my red boots. It will hurt a little. I wonder how far my boot toe will fit into your mouth? I enjoy it, and it's a pleasure for me to use you as my doormat.

After I've prepared the sweets for you, you may eat them. You may lick them from the soles of my divine socks. Your slave's mouth is dripping. Now, get to work, I don't have all day.

I prepare the sweets for you, just as you deserve. It sticks to my divine soles, how you'd love to lie beneath my soles and lick them. Right? And deep into your mouth with the heel. A feast for you, dog. Do you even deserve it?

Do you taste the leather of my divine heels? Come and take them deeper into your mouth, deeper and deeper. Do you taste the dirt on the soles? What an honor for you to be allowed to serve me. Come on, keep going, I'll tell you when you can stop. Don't forget the heels, I like it that way.

Worship my high heels, as befits a foot slave. Now clean my soles with your tongue. Come on, that can be done better, I don't want to see any more dirt. Now the heels, come on, they fit completely in your slave's mouth. Go on, even deeper, it's possible. You want your goddess to be satisfied.

Today you may lick my divine boots. Do you see the heels? I'll shove 15 cm of them completely into your slave mouth. I don't care if you gag, that's your problem. You are my boot slave, you have to endure it. If you're lucky, you'll still have a load of dirt from my heels that you can swallow.

Do you like my divine sandals? Look at them. Would you like to lick them? Come on, stick out your tongue and lick the sole, and then again. Now the heel, and then again. Yes, you can do it. Now the other shoe, come on, come on. Your face also makes a good footstool.