My chunky leather platform boots were made for stomping through your beta bitch mind, leaving nothing but your pulverized willpower in My wake.

You get to be My little boot slave, eagerly performing all your slovenly duties: using your face as My doormat, your back as My footrest, your tongue as My polisher. You belong at My feet, beneath My soles. Maybe I'll even kick you in the balls with My hard square toes. Lucky you!

The viewer is assumed to have a penis. Gender neutral.