It’s summer, but I love to wear over-the-knee boots. By the afternoon, My feet are very sweaty. I take My chattel out of the prison, make him remove my boots and sniff my very sweaty nylon-covered feet. The smell of leather mixed with My natural perfume make him very happy. I will keep him as My footstool, in front of the throne, for the entire day.

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