Simple minds are susceptible to simple triggers, and nothing sets your nerves on fire like My long legs encased in My tall, shiny boots.

With My voice echoing in your ears urging you to sink deeper, you're utterly defenceless against the destructive powers of My boots. They click-clack through your psyche, leaving nothing but a pile of debris in their wake.

Resistance is futile, bitch.

Gender neutral.

Simple minds are susceptible to simple triggers, and nothing sets your nerves on fire like My long legs encased in My tall, shiny boots.

With My voice echoing in your ears urging you to sink deeper, you're utterly defenceless against the destructive powers of My boots. They click-clack through your psyche, leaving nothing but a pile of debris in their wake.

Resistance is futile, bitch.

Gender neutral.