I know your obsession, little man. You're a total slut for my boots. Any of my boots, certainly, but these are some of your favorites: thigh high leather boots with a sharp, stiletto high heel and laces that run all the way to the top. I see you getting hard already. Of course, that's precisely why I've worn them. I want you to imagine what it would be like to be solely my boot bitch. You could live in my shoe closet, polishing all of my beautiful boots with your tongue, reveling in their scents and textures. I'd make you put my stilletos in your filthy little mouth and fuck your face with them as I wear them. I'd put you through your paces and take everything from you with your desire for my luscious boots. And you'd comply so willingly, wouldn't you? You'd beg me to make you my little boot bitch slut. You'd give me everything. Why don't you come over here and kiss my boot to seal the deal...