"Knien und lecken - du weißt deinen platz"

She enters... and you already know your place - on your knees.Her sandals snap against the floor as she approaches with cold determination. Your eyes are locked on her feet - perfect, merciless, untouchable. You're nothing more than a toy for her pleasure and wrath. You'll lick, you'll obey, you'll endure. Mistakes are punished - with words, with strikes, with pure disdain. She doesn't tolerate disobedience; she crushes it beneath her soles. You crave her scent, her taste, the sting of her control. This isn't a game. This is power. This is fetish. This is your hell... and your heaven.