She slips into her black stockings, the ones he's been yearning for all week. "On your knees, slave," she commands, her voice a whip-crack of authority. He complies, his eyes fixed on her feet, her heels, her toes. She guides his head, pressing her soles to his mouth, his cheeks, his eyes. He licks, he sucks, he adores, his body trembling with submission, her body throbbing with power. This is her realm, her fetish, her domination.