"On your knees slave!" Mrs. Colonel rules you when she stands in front of you half-naked under the latex cape with 16cm high, shiny overknee boots on her feet. You kneel in awe, little worm, in front of her. You can feel the cold leather of the heels and the blow of her whip, while you can catch a glimpse of her vagina under the transparent panties. You hope that the mistress lets you smell her perfumed silk panties, you loser.