The boot slave has been confined in My chest for hours. It stays cramped up in darkness until I decide its time to undo the locks and let it out to try and earn its redemption. I have been training this pathetic worm into My boot bitch, this high honour is proving to be a difficult task for it to meet My high standards. Finally, I open the chest and kick the bitch out. It is not worthy to kiss or lick the tops of My boots until it proves it has learnt its lesson. I use it as a footstool and stand on it to sit above it, using the chest as My pedestal. Testing the slave's improvements, I order i... Show more