Walking outside in knee-high leather boots, I find a watermelon on the ground. I gently kick at it a bit, before jamming my stilettos through the rind. I stomp down hard, busting it into a bunch of pieces. I grind my beautiful boots in the fruit, spraying juice everywhere. It soaks into the ground, getting the melon all muddy and dirty.

Next, I bring a slave along to clean my boots. Knee-high, leather stilettos, with juice and dirt all over them. I make him eat the fruit off the ground—however dirty—lick my boots, and suck my heels. He doesn't have much choice with this chain arou... Show more