I just return home with a brand-new, shiny pair of black latex over-the-knee boots and my slave's fate is sealed. I waste no time turning him into my personal footstool, letting him feel my dominance before ordering him to worship every inch of my new boots. He kisses, licks and sucks on my heels as I toy with him, asserting my control. I tease him with a foot job, only to balance the pleasure with pain-ball busting and hard whippings on his exposed ass. Then I command him to lay on the floor, trampling hard him under my boots so he can feel every inch of them. Finally, I drag him to the bed for some face sitting while edging him with the boots, leaving the question hanging — did he earn the privilege of release?