You are to take out that pathetic, useless little cock of yours. Don’t you dare stand up. Stay on your knees. I want you to be uncomfortable. I want your knees to ache on the hard floor. That pain is the only worthwhile sensation you’ll feel tonight. Get it out. Let me see the little clit you call a penis. Don’t hide it. I know it’s embarrassing. I know it’s just a tiny, wrinkled little worm compared to the power standing over you. Show me. Oh… that’s it? That’s the thing you’ve been so desperate to touch while thinking of me? I’ve seen more impressive fingers. It’s actually quite sad. It’s nothing but a little button, a fleshy little stress toy for a man who’s a complete and utter failure. Look at it, and then look at my boot. See the difference? My boot is strong. It’s powerful. It’s crafted from the finest material and it could crush your little toy without a second thought. Your penis is weak, soft, and useless. It serves no purpose other than to drain your wallet and your brain of any common sense. Now, start stroking it. But you don’t get to look at it. Your eyes stay on the leather. Imagine it’s the only thing that exists. The only thing in the world that matters. Stroke that tiny thing to the image of my boot. That’s all you’re good for. That’s it. Stroke it. Get harder for the leather. It’s the only thing that could ever get a reaction from a worm like you. Not my body, you haven’t earned the right to even imagine that. Not my face. My boot. Think about how I walked through the dirty city streets today, collecting the grime of the world under my heel. All that filth is now a God to you. You would give anything to lick it clean, wouldn’t you? To run your tongue along the sole and taste the dirt, the dust, the chewing gum and God knows what else. The thought of that probably makes your little prick twitch more than a naked woman ever could. * To SUPPORT my VIDEO PRODUCTION ... if you want to see NEW VIDEOS of me - TIP me 5000$.