I came home and My feet are tired; I walked on these hight heels all day. Because of the nylons My feet got very hot, and now My shoes smell of leather and sweat. It's time for them to be worshiped. Usually I would have one of My servants do it, but today I decided to let My whipping boy do it: he loves My shoes a lot and has begged Me for this honor since long ago. He has even been dreaming about this in his rest.
He is very excited, but doesn't do a very good job, I am not too pleased. I have to give him precise indications how to do it, but still he's not able to satisfy Me and I g... Show more