My dirty, greedy bois are hungry - starved of attention and aching to be back beneath My boots where they belong, I permit My pups to lick and worship the filth off My shiny, patent ankle boots. Back where they belong, I take one piece of rope and attach either end to each of their balls, already blue from neglect. Creating even more tension by the fact I grip the length of the rope tightly between them to keep My control over these wayward boys - They must worship, clean and wrap their filthy little tongues around the soles and heels of My boots until I'm satisfied... if that's even possib... Show more