Right listen, slave...you are not good enough to worship My beautiful expensive designer boots. you need to work your way up from the very bottom. you are the lowest of the low, right now you belong with all the mud, muck and **** stuck to My old dirty, smelly converse! you will worship the scum on My converse as every bit of gunk gets hovered into your mouth. This is where you belong and where you are My slave and property! you will see how I send you items, in very discreet packaging. I can see you now kneeling at your letterbox, drooling waiting for them to arrive.