You lean forward and lay your eyes on My tall, leather, Stiletto boots that expose My cherry red toes... Your lips can almost taste the leather. You take a deep breath in knowing that these boots are going to inflict significant pain… the pain that makes you feel more alive than ever! I bind you spread eagle onto the Saint Andrew’s cross where I tightly tie up your cock and balls which no longer belong to you. The pressure is intense, yet arousing.

You say "anything for you, Mistress" but I know full and well that you have not been trained to serve at such depths!... Yet! You don't even know what it means to have a Mistress, let alone serve one.