LadyNataly

Licking soles and feeling pain – isn’t that a brilliant combination? And you’re getting it today; I bet you’re already looking forward to it. I’m sure you couldn’t a wink all night, you loser. Right, let’s go – lick those soles nice and clean; come on, you can do better than that. I want to see the heel disappear completely into your mouth; I can see you’re getting the hang of it. Now both heels need to go in your mouth – lovely, that’s just how I like it. Can you feel my pointed metal heel on your chest? Is that pleasant? Yes, I knew it – you love it. You’re going to get it.

Come and follow my orders, you slave. Can you see my divine high heels? Yes? I want my heels nice and clean. I don’t need to tell you what to do, do I? So lie down, under my soles where you belong, and get on with it. Your tongue is just the thing for cleaning my soles. Do it thoroughly, or there’ll be a punishment. Right, now put my 15 cm heels in your mouth – yes, they fit perfectly. Now the other one. Are you done? Then you can get lost, you loser.

Kneel before your mistress; your place is on the floor beneath my feet, you loser. Today I want you to pamper my feet. Lick the sweat from the soles of my feet; savour the salty taste. Now run your tongue between my toes, nice and slow and thorough. That’s how I like it. Now the other foot – a great honour for you, you slave. That’s enough now; you can get out of here and wait for further orders.

You worthless slave, are you allowed to serve your mistress? My high heels need cleaning – whose job is that? Exactly, it’s your job, you loser. So come on, stick out your tongue and lick the soles thoroughly – and don’t forget my divine pointed heels. I like that – my heels in your slave mouth; I could get used to that sight. Are the soles clean now? Yes? Now get out of here.

At her feet...

The slave is allowed to sit at his Mistress’s feet, making her happy by licking my soles clean. Secured by his collar, the Mistress shows the loser who’s in charge here and who his mistress is. Whilst he is permitted to devote himself to one of my soles, his inadequate body is treated with my heel for my amusement.
So that I don’t have to listen to his inappropriate whining, I tape his slave mouth shut. Even that won’t hold on this loser and his shabby body, so he gets to feel my whole hand in his mouth until he sits on the floor gagging and whimpering. He has realised who his Mistress is and who has control over him.

Are you worthy of lying at your goddess’s feet? That’s for me alone to decide, you slave. Let’s see how much pain you can take – you’re whining like a loser. I’ll keep testing you. Now you’re allowed to lick my boots clean; come on, make an effort. Now the heel, right down deep into your slave mouth. Because that went quite well, you’re allowed to lick my spit off the boot. Now open your mouth wide; I want to spit inside. Now you can get lost and wait for further orders from your mistress.

Slave, what do you think of my heavenly red boots? I’ve already positioned you right under the soles of my boots by your collar. Get on with licking them with devotion, and make a special effort for your divine Mistress! You wretched failure, if I permit it, you may look forward to my delicious saliva and taste it. Should you dare to waste any of it, the heels of my boots will bore deep into your unworthy body, and that is precisely what will give me pleasure! Prove yourself worthy and obey your Mistress by doing exactly what she demands of you!

Now that you’re here, I’m going to make use of you. Your mouth will serve as my ashtray; you are to dispose of your mistress’s cigarette ash as befits a slave. You’ll get the filter too – chew it properly so it tastes just right. And in between, you may lick the soles of my boots. A win-win situation for both of us.

Come and serve me, just as I command you, you boot slave. Lie down beneath the soles of my divine boots. That’s where you belong; start licking the soles and heels clean. Take the heels deep into your slave’s mouth. As a bonus, you’ll get my spit on the boots, so you’ll have to lick that off too. Yes, I like that. How much pain can you take? Let’s find out. My heels will show you, you loser.

Are you ready to serve your mistress? Then lie down beneath the soles of my divine high heels. Come on, start cleaning the soles; lick them clean nice and slowly. Don’t forget the heels; take them deep into your slave’s mouth. For a better taste, you’ll get my spit with them. So that I’m comfortable, I’ll place my heels on your nipples. You like that, don’t you? So thank me for the attention I’m bestowing upon you, you loser. Now get out of here.

Come and serve me, just as a shoe slave should. Clean my soles and heels with your slave tongue. Take the heels deep into your mouth and suck them. Take the toe of my shoe into your mouth too – it looks glorious. That’s how I like it. Once my divine heels are clean, you can get lost, you loser.

You, my shoe slave, are to serve your mistress whenever I please. Come and look at my divine high heels. Now you may touch them with your tongue and clean them; lick slowly along the sole, and do it again. Now take the heel into your mouth, as deep as you can. As a reward, you may lick a little of my spit. You’ve done well. Now thank me and get lost, you loser.

What do you think of my golden sandals? The heels are simply divine just look at what I can do to them and to you. First, you’ll lick my soles clean, as befits a slave like you. Now, take the heel deep into your slave’s mouth. Now I’ll see just how much pain you can endure. You’re a whining wretch – we’ve got a lot of work to do. I’ve had enough of you, get out now.

Today you're going to suffer, slave. My heels are particularly thin and they're going to make themselves comfortable on your nipples. I press deeper and deeper, and you whine like a loser. Still, I have no mercy for you. The more you whine, the more fun I have. Once you're lying down there, you can lick my pumps clean. That works, so now get lost, loser.

Come and lick my divine boots clean, you can also lick my spit off the boots. But that's a tasty treat for you, you boot slave. Come on, try harder, I don't accept half measures. Let's see if a little pain motivates you, let's see how deep my heels can go into your nipples. What a lovely afternoon, don't you think, you loser?

I prepared your meal with my divine high heels. Get over here, slave, and lie at my feet. That's exactly where you belong, you loser. Now you can lick the crisps off the floor. Lick thoroughly, it must be clean. Aren't I generous and gracious to you? Thank your mistress and get out.

Just look at my divine high heels. How you would love to touch the soles with your tongue. Your mouth is already watering. Now watch me trample on your crisps. Is your little penis getting wet? Now you can lick the dirt off the floor and my heels. Am I not a gracious mistress? Yes, I am.

There you are again, you loser, waiting for your punishment. A few slaps in the face and my spit are just the beginning. You can imagine what I can do with my high heels. You lick the tip of my shoe and the other one is on your nipple. It must be a dream come true for you. Now I'm going to shove my hand into your slave mouth. Do you need to gag? Pull yourself together, you slave. Now you can disappear.

You little slave, I'm bored. Look, I'm wearing my divine sandals. 15 cm heels, you can do a lot with those. Let's see how much pain you can take, the heels and your nipples are competing with each other. Wonderful, yes, whimper away, I don't care. Come and lick my soles and heels deep into your slave mouth. That's how I like it. You loser.

Come and eat, loser, your mistress has cooked for you. Get down on your knees where you belong, under the soles of my high heels. Now look at your menu, come on, you may eat. Lick everything clean, you want your mistress to be satisfied, don't you? Now lick the heels. That's it, you're done, you may leave now. Loser.