Kept underneath my office desk, my boot slave knows his place in life. Close to my heavely nyloned legs and the most gorgeous yet dangerous Casadei blade heels. I use his body as my carpet, his tongue as my boot brush. He understands he is just a tool, a toy …
Fetish Liza: Pay for My heel fetish part 1
I only married him for the money, or so they say. Fact is…he is pretty useless apart from his fat credit card, which is now mine anyways. He married in to this and he will obey. He does not even deserve the shirt on his back…he must kneel and help …