Submissive, craving Mistress Irvinarina's dominance, kneels eagerly. She feeds him, not with food, but with the soles of her British-made boots. He opens wide, accepting each boot sole, licking, as she commands. She spits, adding her saliva to his meal, further humiliating him. Bondage keeps him secure, his hands bound behind his back. Mistress Irvinarina, in her dominatrix role, ensures he tastes every inch, every scent, every texture of her boots, teaching him masochism in her English dungeon.