You're so pathetically addicted to my heels you'll do ANYTHING while under their power…anything to be allowed to kneel in my powerful presence and listen to my sultry voice telling you what to do…anything to be allowed to watch, mesmerized, as my curvy calves flex and my sexy feet stride back and forth in my classy red suede heels. Even if it means you're ordered to strip naked and hurt yourself with clothespins, and not allowed to masturbate or orgasm at all. Because you and I both know that's really your proper place in the scheme of things, don't we? *smirk