I know how much My prisoner wants to worship My custom made leather boots; he truly aches for the mere chance to sniff, kiss, and ultimately idolize My boots with his wet tongue. Luckily for the slave, I have been outside on the street today in My boots and the soles are in great need of a thorough cleaning. How unfortunate when given such a task of responsibility, that he fails to please Me by his efforts? slave, how difficult is it to clean the soles of a pair of your Mistresss boots? The fact that he can't reach them properly from behind the bars is not an excuse, it's his fault his tong... Show more