Well, since I have you here and ready to be hogtied on the floor of my dungeon I figure I will allow you one small mercy. Since your head is going to be resting on my floor for the next few hours I will allow you to choose your view. All you will be able to see will be my feet walking past you and going about my work while you are helplessly bound. So, which pair of stilettos would you like to gaze on for the foreseeable future? I will try them each on in turn and then walk back and forth on the wooden floor, making such a satisfying clicking noise with each step.

You will not be disappointed.