Two beautiful babes, their arms tied behind their backs, knees bent, sit on the cold floor, their eyes locked onto their mistress's feet. She stands before them, her feet clad in black patent leather heels, the heels clicking a steady beat that echoes in their throbbing pussies. She commands them to beg, and they do, their voices muffled by their gags. She smiles, her eyes glinting with power. She lifts one foot, the heel pointed towards their faces. They lean in, their tongues flicking out to lick the smooth leather, their bodies writhing with need. She laughs, a sound as cold as the floor beneath them, and commands them to continue, their pleasure her command.