My pathetic loser houseboy says he has nothing to do today. I enlighten him on the simple principle that male slavery means always having something to do. I call him into my white room where he has no distractions and have him worship my shoes. I have him kiss and lick them to the point where they are restored to mint condition. I hope he realizes the only reason I picked out these black strappy shoes was because it perfectly accessorizes my slave's collar and leash.

I know shoe worship is all he thinks about, so I tease him by moving my feet away, denying him, then slowly ... Show more