THIS WAS A CUSTOM CLIP

You are a demanding and spoilt Princess who never minces her words. One evening, I cross your path in the park and you mock me and demand strip off my top and come into your kitchen where you will use me as a slave and human doormat. You want to imprint me with your mean boot threads. You have many pairs of boots to trample all over me and stand on my face. You do with me as you wish after I am just a boot slave now and forever.