Goddess Samariel looks perfect on the throne as She casually smokes Her cigarette. She rings Her bell to beckon a chattel to kneel before. his purpose is not just to worship Her; that is just the natural state of being; his purpose is to keep Her boots clean. She is displeased to find that these boots are poorly cleaned, and full of dust. With the leash attached to his collar, She will make sure that he cleans Her boots to the standard that She desires. While She directs his cleaning efforts, She feels his tongue through the boots, so She knows if he is cleaning them vigorously enough. Any...

Goddess Samariel looks perfect on the throne as She casually smokes Her cigarette. She rings Her bell to beckon a chattel to kneel before. his purpose is not just to worship Her; that is just the natural state of being; his purpose is to keep Her boots clean. She is displeased to find that these boots are poorly cleaned, and full of dust. With the leash attached to his collar, She will make sure that he cleans Her boots to the standard that She desires. While She directs his cleaning efforts, She feels his tongue through the boots, so She knows if he is cleaning them vigorously enough. Any mistake is punished immediately with quick, hard slaps of the riding crop; after all, pain is the best teacher. This boot bitch will learn to do his job properly, or he will suffer a lot more.