It’s been another long day in the dungeon and My boots are in a desperate need of cleaning. This rubber slave had been sweating profusely so the big challenge for him was to not drip his filth all over My beautiful boots. After a thorough scolding, I make him beg until I hear his voice quiver with desperation. Only then is he allowed to take one boot in both of his hands and worship Me like the Rubber Queen that I am.