As I was leading my slave out of the damp, dark concrete basement, he spoke out of turn. I never asked him to speak. He needed to learn proper manners. I suddenly stopped him on the dirty, cold concrete stairs, stepped on his hand with my black high heeled boots and commanded he lick my black leather pants and boots. When he was finished polishing my black leather with his tongue, I ordered him to get on his feet. I enjoyed taking the alligator clips and clamping them on his tender virgin nipples.
