No words needed.
My boots say everything for me. The way I stand. The way you stare. The way you already know your role. This isn’t about permission, it’s about submission. Stay focused. Stay beneath.
This is a ritual, not a fantasy.
Boots polished. Power claimed. You kneel because it feels right—because reverence comes naturally when you’re faced with authority. Watch closely and remember: devotion is your default state.
No words needed. My boots say everything for me. The way I stand. The way you stare. The way you already know your role. This isn’t about permission, it’s about submission. Stay focused. Stay beneath. This is a ritual, not a fantasy. Boots polished. Power claimed. You kneel because it feels...
No words needed.
My boots say everything for me. The way I stand. The way you stare. The way you already know your role. This isn’t about permission, it’s about submission. Stay focused. Stay beneath.
This is a ritual, not a fantasy.
Boots polished. Power claimed. You kneel because it feels right—because reverence comes naturally when you’re faced with authority. Watch closely and remember: devotion is your default state.
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