Kat Dior makes her relationship with her slave very clear to him: he is nothing but a bitchboy lucky to be at her feet, and she is his Queen, and he had better always address her as such. After having her bitchboy lotion her legs, Kat has him remove her high heels and worship her feet and toes. She mocks his being locked in chastity, asking him how much he would love to serve her royal pussy, but then laughing that all he will ever get is her feet. Kat orders her slave to lie flat so that she can have some fun trampling his scrawny body while making him gag on her feet. Tired of humiliating her bitchboy, Kat relaxes on her throne, using her slaves back as a foot stool.