Platform sandals on my perfect feet left Ken rethinking his position as my slave.. I did not hold back and the ragged soles of these sandals left no forgiveness for my brutal march. Ken tried to brace for my powerful stomps but nothing is helping and you see (and hear) him struggle to keep it together. He knows I will always finish what I’ve started though so he just needs to accept that he’s a helpless slave beneath my brutal feet.