High shiny boots make you tick, and I know that. You can't resist their allure, the way they gleam in the light, catching your eye and drawing you in. You find yourself staring, lost in their beauty, imagining what it would be like to touch them, to feel their smooth surface against your skin.

But it's not enough to just look at them, is it? You want to worship them, to show your devotion and adoration for Me wearing them. I'll make you beg for the privilege of kissing My boots, and you'll thank Me for it. As you kneel before Me, you'll feel the power I hold over you, and you'll lo...

High shiny boots make you tick, and I know that. You can't resist their allure, the way they gleam in the light, catching your eye and drawing you in. You find yourself staring, lost in their beauty, imagining what it would be like to touch them, to feel their smooth surface against your skin.

But it's not enough to just look at them, is it? You want to worship them, to show your devotion and adoration for Me wearing them. I'll make you beg for the privilege of kissing My boots, and you'll thank Me for it. As you kneel before Me, you'll feel the power I hold over you, and you'll love every second of it.