Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. Divine Mistress Heather's soft leather high-heeled knee boots demand adoration, but that pleasure doesn't come easily. Beauty and torment go hand in hand in this boot fetishist's fantasy. These boots are truly special as they are not a mere film prop; they are Mistress Heather's well-worn everyday favourites. Only the most fortunate slave could dream of worshipping this iconic quintessence of the Divine Mistress.
Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. My boots will hurt you, but you will worship them as you do me slave. My Boot slave worked hard to please me, so I granted him a reward, which entailed him wanking his cock between my booted legs. The resulting mess he made all over my beautiful soft leather boots, needed to be licked up, whether he liked it, or not...
Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. This slave just doesn't seem capable of performing the simplest of tasks without messing up. From this point on he will be kept on an extremely short leash. He will worship my shoes the way I demand, he will then kiss my feet, sniff my feet, lick my feet and then be totally smothered by them. Any failings in these simple tasks results in swift reprimand, including severe face slapping, spitting and heavy verbal humiliation... and that's just for starters!
Featuring CruelDama, Divine Mistress Heather. Cruel Dama has invited Divine Mistress Heather over for a bite to eat and some refreshments. On hand are two of Cruel Dama's slaves, who prove to be very useful as spitoons and receptacles for regurgitated food. It is the only form of sustenance these slaves ever get and they are are extremely glad to receive it.
Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. I had been somewhat pleased with this particular slave and so I decided to allow him an orgasm. Prior to him relieving himself over my boots I made him kiss and lick them from top to bottom, then whilst he was kissing my leather covered ass I sandwiched his cock between my boots and ordered him to fuck them. It wasn't long before he shot his load over the freshly licked boots so there was only one job left for him to do... return them to their pristine condition again with his not so eager tongue.