There is nothing more alluring and fascinating than the sight of a tall, polished black boot embracing the slim ankle and graceful calf of a Dominant Mistresses leg. The gleaming leather licked clean by her slave catches and reflects the light as she moves with grace on tall, dagger-like heels. I fantasize what it would be like to be naked and bound tightly to rings in the floor. I hear the unmistakable click, clack of those shiny spiked heels echoing on the hard floor. She stands menacing, peering down at my total helplessness. My eyes follow upward along the polished leather tracing every luscious curve of her leg, knowing there is no escaping the fate she has planned for me, she smiles evilly and raises her boot and I see the narrow dagger-like tip heel poised inches above my vulnerable flesh.