Get the boots please, Antonia, Danielle commanded, inspecting me without any sympathy.
Yes, Mistress, she said and moved to the table with short, skirt-hobbled steps, returning a moment later with them draped over her arm.
Thank you. You take the left boot and Ill do the right one. Lace it very tight!
Antonia bobbed her head, then slowly bent down and slipped the shoe portion over my questing toes while Danielle did the same with my right foot. The shoe portions of the boots were deeply padded and actually quite comfortable, other than the fact that the heels and platform soles were so high. Both women pulled the opened tubes of the leggings up over my knees and loosely buckled the tops of the boots to the hem strap of the corset, then bent once more and began tightening the laci
