When I say "Kiss!" My chattel knows precisely what to do. On his knees and keeping his head low, he starts placing endless kisses on the lower part of My boots. he must always show desire to please Me, his Owner, and I like to see his passion and humility as he worships My boots. It's an honor for him to be under My boots, to lick the soles, to even kiss the floor I have just walked on. For such a privilege, he will have to pay a price of pain. I want to see My property addicted to worshipping Me and My boots; at the same time, I want to see him accepting the pain with complete obedience. <... Show more