My boots control your mind, you can't escape their grasp on your subconscious. you become a mindless slave to My boots, eager to be on your best boot bitch behavior for your Temptress. I want you to show me just how desperate you are to worship My shiny boots that render your mind blank, and make you easily malleable and triggered. How does it feel to be in a complete trance just with one glance at these boots? They control your entire being, you are gravitated towards them and can't resist getting on your hands and knees to grovel and beg for a chance to be a useful boot bitch and be on yo... Show more