Listen up, my pathetic slave. I'm Goddess Anitta, and today, you're going to worship every inch of my divine leather boots like the desperate worm you are. Kneel before me now. That's right, drop to your fucking knees and stare at these boots that could hit your worthless balls in an instant. I've got them laced up tight, the leather hugging my legs like a second skin, and I know you're already leaking precum just from the sight. Feel that ache in your cock? Good. You're not allowed to touch it yet. Instead, lean in closer and inhale the scent of my boots—leather mixed with the power of your Goddess. Lick your lips, you filthy slut, because I'm going to make you clean them with your tongue. Start at the tip, where my heel digs into the ground like it's ready to pierce your soul.