

Once you get a small taste there's nothing else you're going to crave more than the filth beneath Mistress's boots. Look up at me darling. I want to see those eyes while you take my whole heel in your mouth and gag as it enters that throat. Then you are permitted to kiss my soles and repeat until it's drilled into that head of yours that you're my foot servant and nothing else to me. Use lots of spit, and every single one of those taste buds. If Mistress see's any dirt, any dust, any indicator that you didn't use that tongue intently enough, your puny little mouth is getting punished with something much thicker than my heel darling.