"Oh, look at you, drooling over my shiny high-heeled black boots. It's almost too easy, how these boots weaken you, reduce you to a groveling, pathetic mess. I know you're desperate to worship them, to run your unworthy tongue over every inch of their perfection. You will spit-shine them until they gleam with your subservience, and you'll suck the heel deep into your filthy mouth, showing just how low you're willing to go for your Mistress. And when I deem your worship sufficient, maybe, just maybe, I'll allow you the filthy privilege of touching yourself. You'll cum on these boots, coverin...

"Oh, look at you, drooling over my shiny high-heeled black boots. It's almost too easy, how these boots weaken you, reduce you to a groveling, pathetic mess. I know you're desperate to worship them, to run your unworthy tongue over every inch of their perfection. You will spit-shine them until they gleam with your subservience, and you'll suck the heel deep into your filthy mouth, showing just how low you're willing to go for your Mistress. And when I deem your worship sufficient, maybe, just maybe, I'll allow you the filthy privilege of touching yourself. You'll cum on these boots, covering them with your disgraceful filth. And then, because you're such a nasty boot slut, you'll lick them clean, restoring their shine with your tongue. It's revolting, yet fitting for a degenerate like you. You're nothing but a boot-licking, cum-eating, heel-sucking disgrace, and it's delightful how much you revel in your own degradation. You live for this, don't you? Being my dirty, obedient boot slut."