Boot Bitch For Sir HD
The scent of authority wafted through the air as the Ruthless Ruler strutted back into her domain. Her subby, eagerly awaiting her return, prostrated himself before her, his gaze fixated on the perfectly rounded cheeks of her ass. She couldn't help but take in the sight of him, the way he worshipped every inch of her being. With a devious smile, she slowly lowered herself onto his face, allowing him to inhale her intoxicating essence.
Her ass now firmly planted on his face, the Ruler reached down and grabbed a pair of dirty boots. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she commanded her subby to open wide and show her his adoration. Reluctantly, he parted his lips, revealing the tip of his tongue. She pressed one of the boots against his lips, coaxing him to open wider. As he did so, she pushed the boot further into his mouth, filling it with the leathery taste of dominance.
The Ruler stood up, her boots still wedged in her subby's mouth, and began to pace before him. She could feel his tongue dutifully exploring every crevice of the leather, cleaning it as best he could. She paused, turning to face him, and smirked as she saw the boots still resting comfortably in his gaping mouth. With a flick of her wrist, she removed one of the boots and tossed it aside, leaving him to clean up the mess.
Her next command sent shivers down her subby's spine. She wanted his tongue to taste her sweat, to experience the essence of her power. She knelt down, allowing him to reach up and lap at the beads of perspiration that glistened on her skin. His tongue darted out, eagerly collecting every drop of her essence. As he lapped at her skin, she could feel his devotion burning bright within him.
With a sudden movement, the Ruler stood up once again, this time pulling off her socks and flinging them towards her subby. He caught them deftly, his eyes never leaving her. The Ruler stepped out of her boots, leaving them for him to clean and polish. She walked over to a mirror, admiring herself as she placed one foot on a stool and slowly raised the other foot onto the mirrored surface. She watched as her subby's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of her perfect toes hovering just above him.
With a soft moan, the Ruler lowered herself down onto the mirror, her sweaty foot now pressed against his face. She could feel his warm breath caressing her soles, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. She leaned forward, her weight resting on his face, and let out a contented sigh.
As the day drew to a close, the Ruler decided to end on a high note. She straddled her subby's chest, her sweaty ass hovering just above his face. With a wicked grin, she lowered herself down, her moist flesh pressing against his lips. He opened his mouth eagerly, taking her into his mouth and sucking on her sweet flesh. She could feel him revering her every movement, every breath.
With one final push, the Ruler lowered herself all the way down, sitting on his face. She felt his tongue exploring her anus, cleaning her of any residual sweat. She closed her eyes, basking in the sensation of his adoration. As the last rays of sunlight faded away, the Ruler knew that she had once again conquered her subby. And he, in turn, had proven his loyalty and devotion to her, time and time again.
