As I stretch out in front of you, clad in a skin-tight, polka-dotted dress that leaves little to the imagination, white stockings hugging my legs, and shiny, black high heels, I know you can't resist the temptation. You've earned yourself a new position - my boot licker. With a smirk on my face, I prop my feet up in front of you, revealing the bottoms of my heels covered in filth. It's exactly what a pervert like you craves. And who am I to deny you that pleasure? After all, we wouldn't want you to feel neglected, now would we? As I lounge comfortably before you, exuding authority and confidence (which isn't hard with such a pathetic waste of space like you), I lay out your new duties. Your wet little tongue is now at my disposal to shine my shoes from top to bottom. It's time for you to prove your worth as my loyal boot licker or face the consequences of disappointing me. If you do a good job, we can move on to you worshipping my stinky, stocking clad feet.  So get down on your knees and show me what you're made of. Embrace your inner boot licking slut and revel in the debauchery of serving me. Let this be a lesson in submission and devotion - because there's no greater thrill than being at the mercy of a feral little creature like me.