My little bitch absolutely loves fetish footwear. So I decided to use his sexual obsession against him by feeding him all his meals from the soles of My shoes. Locked in a cage, with his head shackled out, he is totally under My control and can only touch with his lips and tongue what I deign to give him. Today it will be chocolate in the shape of a sexy high-heel shoe, mixed with plenty of My spit and cigarette ash, of course. But next time there might be a completely different kind of chocolate...