After cleaning My boots with your tongue of every speck of dungeon floor (part 1) it's time for you to remove My boots one by one to use that tongue for My feet. you at the foot of My throne. Hood, collar and on My leash. Hands strapped to your collar. In the front of course so you cant use those hands to hold My feet up to your face. I'm not doing all the work for you. Getting to worship those boot smelling feet. My perfect high arched wrinkled soles. Wiggling toes in your mouth. Lucky little foot bitch getting subspaced on My perfection while you jerk to it. Imagining you're My slave. Getting to be on your knees for Me. On My collar and leash; bound tasting; mouth full of My feet. Crop, collar and leash keeping you in line. Laughing at you while I gag you with My meaty soles and wiggly toes. Do as you're told. That's it, taste it. Use that mouth for Me. OH and your caged, of course. Maybe someday this will be you...Today it is...In your mind and at your fingertips. Buy. Indulge. Be owned.