your POV as a groveling slave

Only witnessing how long my heels are, and how dirty they are, makes you so excited and hard. All you can think about is the point of view you'd have if you were beneath them, licking away every trace of dirt. Kneeling before me. Worshiping me at my feet, adoring my heels. My eyes looking down at you, with arrogance, perhaps with some disdain in them. You know what's about to come.. I'll grant my obedient slave the privilege of worshiping my heels as a gesture of devotion. Just like that, you're down on the floor, craving more of the taste of my long heels. Oh well, aren't you lucky. There's plenty here for you to savor. I want to see your tongue caressing the lenght of these powerful goth heels. And I'm sure you will not disappoint me. My pov is surely more entertaining..