You've done a WONDERFUL job! I let my stable-boys wank over my boots if they've been good, and as a result, they're often a bit of a mess, but you've done a wonderful job of polishing them, and they're beautifully clean now. I should probably reward you, but how? Dressed in my over-the-knee leather high heeled boots, jodhpurs, silk scarf and tweed jacket, I ponder over what you'd like. Clearly you're obsessed with me and my leather boots, so perhaps I'll give you a handjob - you'd love that, wouldn't you? But HOW DARE YOU suggest humping my boots! Pervert! That's disgusting!!! Right, I'm not touching you any further. You'll simply have to wank yourself off in front of me (which I dare say you'll find very embarrassing) but that's all the reward you'll be getting. And then you can send the next boy in. Why am I surrounded by such silly, horny men? (This was originally a custom, and I refer to you as 'Chris' once or twice. So if you're also called Chris, I hope it'll add to your enjoyment!)