Weaklings like you can never resist shiny tall boots. You want to touch them, kiss them, lick them, clean them. Shiny tall boots are your trigger, your addiction, your fear and your passion. You can't control yourself at the sight of those boots. You will do anything to see those boots, to feel them on your body, to taste them. You're a miserable doormat and your face will be a perfect footstool for my boots. Be obedient and maybe I'll let you lick the soles of my shiny boots.

Weaklings like you can never resist shiny tall boots. You want to touch them, kiss them, lick them, clean them. Shiny tall boots are your trigger, your addiction, your fear and your passion. You can't control yourself at the sight of those boots. You will do anything to see those boots, to feel them on your body, to taste them. You're a miserable doormat and your face will be a perfect footstool for my boots. Be obedient and maybe I'll let you lick the soles of my shiny boots.