Slave objects are honoured to be kept wherever I deem appropriate. The boot bitch is confined under My desk on all fours staring at My shiny black boots that rule its existence. I put it to use and command it to start kissing My boots. it can't contain it's desperation to lick every inch of My powerful patent boots and its unworthy tongue is blessed with the taste of My boot sole as I taunt it mercilessly. The lucky boot slave is kept locked in chastity, unable to get any relief from the excitement of being beneath Me. Worshipping My boots as I tease its pathetic imprisoned dick.
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