You've been such a generous and helpful cuck for your Goddess...but nothing can change your place as a pathetic little cuck. Your tiny dick and your obsession with my perfect toes and high arches in gorgeous heels has sealed your fate, as I've fully taken control of your mind, body, soul... and bank account. Tonight you'll be helping me pick out a pair of high heels or stilettos for a date with my bull tonight. I've locked you in chastity to keep your mind focused while you help me get ready. Between being teased and denied by my feet and the detailed discussion of my bulls massive cock, you'd have a big chance of cumming in your panties, if you weren't locked up, cuck. I love this room of shoes that I sit in, every pair cuck funded. First I try on red patent stiletto heels that not only accentuate my high arches, but also exposed my toe cleavage. I revel in how much bigger the heel is than your dick and how my bulls cock is nearly twice as big. Humiliated in front of me, I remind you of the night you helped do a mold of my bulls penis so we could make a dildo replica. You touched all of his big fat cock as you applied the plaster, and you were so aroused at being denied, knowing that was what I fuck, you bought me tons of shoes the next day. You're so grateful to belong to me and see me be pleased by such a superior man, you can't help but to take care of my every need. Next, a pair of rose colored velvet heels that I am sure you are aching to deep throat, just to be useful to me. As I continue to try on heels, and parade my bulls dick replica in front of your face, you feel yourself becoming more and more weak for me. You ache to please me and my bull and you know beneath me is where you always desire to be, your tongue cleaning my stilettos before I leave...