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My boots are filthy, covered in sweat, dirt, and the marks of my dominance—and your only job is to clean every grimy inch with your tongue. No hesitation, no mercy. You’ll lick through the grime until those boots shine like the symbol of your submission. Only then might I reward you by pressing my dirty soles against your face. This is raw foot worship and boot cleaning at its harshest—prove your loyalty beneath my crushing power.
