After a long day ruling my subs, my tired feet have been steaming in these slippers all night... and now it’s your turn to serve them, pet. No makeup, messy bun—just raw dominance as I peel off my damp, musky slippers and command you to stroke to the scent clinging to my soles. Obey every cruel, whispered order… or should I make you lick the sweat from between my toes instead?