To my slave, dinner is a dish best served squashed into the floor with my stiletto heels or spat out for him to gobble up from beneath my feet. See as my slave enjoys bananas and grapes from the soles and heels of my Louboutins.

To my slave, dinner is a dish best served squashed into the floor with my stiletto heels or spat out for him to gobble up from beneath my feet. See as my slave enjoys bananas and grapes from the soles and heels of my Louboutins.