I was going throw these boots away, but then I thought, some loser somewhere would cherish them and worship them because they have had My divine feet in them and been worn hundreds of times by Me. So here they are slave, a pair of My old, worn, filthy boots, that I have sweat in loads, that smell of My perfect feet. I know how much you want them, to have them to kiss every day, to place up high somewhere so you can always remember that I control you. They won't be cheap slave, for this honour I will charge a lot, so watch the clip to find out how much slave.
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I was going throw these boots away, but then I thought, some loser somewhere would cherish them and worship them because they have had My divine feet in them and been worn hundreds of times by Me. So here they are slave, a pair of My old, worn, filthy boots, that I have sweat in loads, that smell of My perfect feet. I know how much you want them, to have them to kiss every day, to place up high somewhere so you can always remember that I control you. They won't be cheap slave, for this honour I will charge a lot, so watch the clip to find out how much slave.