I like to be served as a queen, so every morning, My butler has to assist Me in the preparations for going out, like presenting Me a selection of stockings and helping Me put them on. When I leave, he remains on his knees until he can't hear the sound of My stiletto heels any more and then gets back to his house jobs.
When I come back several hours later, My feet are extremely sweaty after walking in the terrible summer heat, just perfect to be massaged and worshiped by My faithful butler. He is so fascinated by Me that he loves even the smell of My sweaty stockings. I notice the bulge ... Show more