On your knees in front of Elis Euryale, fully dressed in leather, you feel yourself becoming weaker and weaker, and when she asks you to worship her shiny boots, you do not hesitate a second. You kiss, you lick, you worship them, giving them all your attention… You want her to be satisfied with your submission, that you express as much as you can towards her. Every inch of her boots deserves your full devotion, and when she orders you to suck on her long heels, you obediently take everything in your mouth, ready to obey to the next order she will give you…
