I have an evening planned with friends at a lovely little restaurant. My beautiful new Zara boots get their first outing. My slave has the honour of giving them a quick polish before I leave for the evening. Lucky little worm. He licks and worships them with such enthusiasm. It's one of his passions. I'm thoughtful for even allowing him to press lips to my leather.

Once I leave he will continue his chores until I return. Our lifestyle has taken a while to develop in this manner. He is content with me, enjoying a full and exciting life. In blissful contrast, I keep him as my propert... Show more