You've displeased Me. I should have known you would. But I am not a happy Goddess. You must make amends. You must grovel. You must kneel and worship and plead and beg. But before you do any of that... You will drop to your knees and kiss My boots, because you are such a pathetic little worm. You will use that tongue of yours to clean every inch of these thigh high boots - which I made nice and dirty for you. You are going to make them glisten and shine. Later, your real punishment will begin