LadyNataly

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.

I fancy dominating you. What do you think of my divine high heels? Would you like to touch the soles with your slave’s tongue and suck the heel? Go on, then. Let’s see what your nipples can take – clamps and heels, a painful combination. Come on, how does a pig do it? Good, you’ll get your mistress’s spit. Lick it up and swallow it now. You’re a proper house pig.

Come, boot slave, lick my boots. Now I want to see how much pain you can endure. My heels are high. Your nipples have to take it. Are you in a lot of pain? I don't care, I'll go deeper now. Come, enjoy the pain of my divine heels.

My soles are dirty – what are you going to do about it? Your tongue and my soles have a date. As a reward, you can suck the dirt off and then swallow it. But don’t be so greedy – take your time, but be thorough. When you’re done, get lost, you loser.

Your pain, my pleasure. Let's see what your nipples can handle, whether I can push my 12 cm heels all the way in? I'll try it, let's see how high your pain threshold is. Your mouth can also serve as a rest for my second heel. It's funny to see you suffer like this. I'll just keep going.

I want to see you lying on the floor in front of me, unable to wait to lick the soles of your queen’s shoes. Because I am a gracious queen, I’ll allow you to do so. Since I am so gracious, you may lick my royal spit off my shoe. Well, there you go again, you worthless piece of trash – you’ve got off lightly once more.

Get down on your knees before your queen. That’s the way to do it – look at those filthy soles. This won’t stay like this; I’ll allow you to lick my divine soles clean with your slave’s tongue. Because I’m a generous queen, you’ll get my spit as well. And because I want to motivate you even more, I’ll plant my heels firmly on your nipples. Isn’t that lovely? Now thank your queen, you worthless slave.

What’s your job, you worthless mutt? That’s right, to lick the soles and 15 cm heels clean. Come on, give it your best shot, you loser. We’ll take you for a walk every now and then, so they’ll be nice and dirty for you again. Do you like that? Then bark for your mistress.

How do you like my boots? Do you enjoy the sight of my soles and heels? That's a sight you should be very grateful for. Now watch how I dominate you with my divine boots. Can your nipples withstand my heels? Let's try it out, it's wonderful how you moan in pain. Now come and clean my soles, stick out your tongue and get started. Do it properly, I want it completely clean. Shall we continue?

I was out and about in my divine ankle boots. Now have a look at the soles. Quick, this can’t stay like this. Get down on your knees, you slave, and lick my soles clean. I don’t want to see any more dirt. Come on, try harder, you loser.

Let's see how much pain you can handle. Well, you're a whiner. But the main thing is that I'm having fun. The more you whine, the more I walk on your hands. What do you think of my heels?

What’s a boot slave for? You know the answer yourself, so get on with it. My soles need cleaning – lie down and start licking. You’ve got plenty to do. And since you’re lying down there in the dirt, I’m going to use you as a doormat as well. I like that – right, that’s enough now. You can get lost, you loser.

My divine white pumps – I want them nice and clean. Right then, that’s your job; you’re already in the right position. The view from there must be a dream come true for you; your little slave cock’s twitching with joy. Right, now get to work – lick them thoroughly. Just look at what you can do with your tongue. You are and always will be a loser.

The rubbish has to go, what's your job? Come and clean my soles, there's a lot of dirt on them. Doesn't look very appetising. Come and kiss my soles first, now you can use your tongue. Take the dirt in your mouth, chew it up nicely. Now you can swallow it, don't be so greedy. Now look, the second boot still needs to be cleaned. Today you'll get a lot to eat, hopefully you can manage it all. See how well your mistress takes care of you. Now say thank you and get lost, you loser.

I’m out and about in my divine heels; my soles and heels are dirty. Luckily, you, my shoe slave, are within reach. Come on, lie down in the dirt where you belong and lick the dirt off my soles. Since you’re lying there, I’ll use you as a doormat for a moment. That’s good. You may now disappear.

Now just look at my divine high heels, you would love to touch them with your tongue. But stop, I decide, you worthless slave. So now I allow you to serve me as a shoe slave. Lick my soles nice and clean, maybe my spit will help you work more thoroughly. How much pain can you endure? Let's try it out, you whine too much. We still need to practice that. My whip is here too, stick your tongue out. I'll train you yet, you loser.

You can’t wait to rub your slave’s tongue against my divine soles, can you? Right then, get on with it – there’s plenty to do. You’re right where you belong, lying in the dirt; you don’t deserve anything else. Now tend to my heels – come on, I want them right deep in your mouth. And carry on... you loser