I have decided to reward my slave with a much deserved (and badly needed) opportunity to worship my thigh high, patent leather boots. This is what he lives for, and why he is so willing to nurture my sadistic desires with his vulnerable and defenseless body.

He is after all, my hopeless boot fetishist who desires nothing more than this. And over many years, I have systematically conditioned him to them, to a point far beyond that of a mere addiction. As you can plainly see, he is utterly lost, his head swimminghis senses reeling as the sweet, fragrance of my boot leather ... Show more