When you think of a Mistress, you instantly think of the black boots with the long stiletto heel. It is a staple. No good Mistress worth her salt is without a pair of those boots.
Why? Because boot worship is the ultimate expression of subjugation and servitude.
It does not matter what sort of power you hold in the outside world, for it is all given up the minute your tongue touches her boots and cleans off the dirt that has gathered on them during her travels. In that moment, that instant, you have lost everything and been reborn new and whole as her filthy boot cleaner.
That is all you are good for, polishing her patent leather to a mirror sheen with nothing but your own tongue. No products, no towels, no hands even. Just your tongue, and your saliva that began pouring the minute you hear her click into the room from a distance.
It doesn’t matter what your experience levels are here. Everyone has the same reaction to the clip-clop sound of a boot on a hardwood floor. You can be a novice or someone who is into some pretty extreme phone sex; the point is once you hear that clip-clop, you are on your knees with a hard-on that won’t quit.
You need to clean them. You know this. You need to taste the leather. You need to taste the rubber soles. You need to suck the heel like it will ejaculate in your mouth. You need to please your Mistress, your Queen, your Goddess.
If you are good enough, maybe she will reward you. You can become her footstool, perhaps. Only you know where the heel will end up if you do. Such a shame, too, because you know you will just have to clean it all over again. Filthy boot worship boy.
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