Slave come here! Your place is on the leash beneath my boots. Your mouth can only serve me by licking my boots and be my ashtray! It's an honour for you to have my spit and ash from my cigarettes on your tongue. You can only worship my boots and dream about your Mistress but you know that you are only the object for your Goddess and I treat you like a garbage what you are. I don't care that the collar is too tight and you have a problems with breathing. You'll get only what I want to give you, pathetic slave.