After heading to the living room to unwind on the sofa, I discover my slave with a blood pressure monitor on his arm. Intrigued, I inquire about his actions, and he admits to having undergone recent heart surgery, needing to monitor his blood pressure. Without delay, I decide to test if his heart can withstand the thrill of adoring my legs and feet enclosed in black stockings. Only I, not his cardiologist, hold his blood pressure’s fate in my hands. As he grows excited and breathless, I allow him to remove a sock, his heartbeat accelerating. Now, I’m eager to measure not only his heart pressure but also his arousal. I wonder, will he endure this challenge?