I'm wearing a leather dress and My favorite boots with very high metallic spiky heels. Is morning at the mountain cottage and is raining. I ordered to My slave to chop wood for the fire place and instead of doing his task he was complaining about the rain. Now, I'll warm him up enough, so he would be able to work outside, in the rain for the rest of the day! I'll use My flog with no-mercy but not before he is worshipping My boots properly and yes, all, in the cold rainy day! He must learn his position into My life: he is just My slave, My worker, My servant, My object and he should obey to ... Show more