What to do when desires give you no peace?
You feel it inside — a constant itch, a heat in your lower belly, thoughts that keep circling back to one image: you on your knees, and in front of you — my footwear. Leather, suede, a shiny toe, a trace of my stride. You want to press your tongue against it. You want to smell the dust, the leather, my power. And you re afraid of this desire because society has told you, This is weird. This is dirty. This is abnormal. But now you re talking to me. And I m telling you the truth.
The desire to lick your Mistress s shoes is absolutely normal. More than that — it s natural for someone who has understood their own nature.
Listen up, little one. Your desires are not a disease. They are a compass. Your body speaks to you in a language you ve finally started to hear. When you want to touch your lips to what touches my foot — you re not just looking for filth. You re seeking communion. You want to swallow a piece of my power. You want
