Your Tongue Belongs to My Heels

Description: The moment you see them, those heels, that power, your knees betray you. your will? shattered. your pride? gone. you weren’t built to stand in their presence. you were built to kneel. to press your face into the leather, to lick, to worship, to beg for the privilege of serving something so far above you.and the worst part? you’d love every second of it. but this isn’t charity. if you want to worship, you’ll tribute for the honor of being my devoted little footstool. how badly do you want it?