My heels make you so fucking weak, don’t they? There is something about a woman in a beautiful, shiny pair of stilettos that makes you lose your fucking mind. Take in the sight of my heels, all the way up my legs, to my perfect curves. All made to make you feel the very real pain of your desire being exploited! I just love having my heels worshipped, and I want to hear you beg to worship my feet. I want to see what a good heel slut you can be. Worship every inch of Mistress’ perfect fucking feet, worship her shiny heels, licking those dirty bottoms. Get those stilettos all the way in your mouth. Sitting there, stroking yourself over and over again as you watch my pretty feet and shiny heels, I can see it all makes you so weak. For example, watch as I dangle my heel, right in front of your face. Doesn’t that make you so fucking weak? How precariously they perch on the edge of my toes, seducing you with their shine. I’m going to use your fetish as a way into your brain, as a way to exert my control. These heels are worn to seduce you with the specific intention of getting your attention. Let me slip off my heels so you can get a closer look at these beautiful shoes. Take a deep breath, and smell Mistress’ sweaty heels. I want you to worship them, I want you to feel enthralled by my scent. Inhale. Exhale. Stroke along while your perverted ass inhales the scent of my beautiful Jimmy Choos. I see what a pervert you are, gagging on Mistress’ heels, shoving them down your throat like the little slut you are. You’re a fucking slut and you’d do anything for my fucking heels. As I put my heels back on, know that I’m going to use these exact heels to control you. In fact, I’m going to use every fetish you have to control you. This is what worship is - an avenue for control, and establishing my dominance over you. Now thank Mistress for being allowed the privilege.