I want to see in your eyes you passion, your will to be at My boots. Your life means nothing without Me, without My leather boots. Your only reason to live is to be My boot cleaner; to lick them clean, to worship them; to crawl on the ground like a worm behind them. Take your tough out and make sure to take all the dirt out. Feel My heels in your mouth, over your face and your body. Feel how weak and humble you are under them.
Your place is under My leather boots