I have my leather nine west boots on that I want to wear out with my long jacket, short skirt and thigh high socks. But my boots are so filthy! I pull out my boot cleaning slave and command him to get to work. The thick clumps of dirt on my boot soles must be very tough to chew and swallow, but it's not my problem. There are pieces of grass and roots stuck to the bottom of my boots. And some garbage. A wrapper from candy or condom? I don't know and I don't care. I sit over you, verbally and humiliate you as I bark out the orders during this long boot worshiping session.