One of you pathetic losers will get the honor of worshiping My perfect Louboutins, while the other just kneels there, watching, green with envy. Imagine how humiliating it’ll be to see your partner up close, licking and kissing My heels while you’re told to just sit there, wishing it were you. But that's the fun part for Me, isn't it? Watching you squirm, fighting for a shred of My attention, knowing full well you’re both beneath Me. I expect you to fight for the chance to serve, because in the end, you’re both just losers, there for My amusement. One of you will taste My perfection, and th...

One of you pathetic losers will get the honor of worshiping My perfect Louboutins, while the other just kneels there, watching, green with envy. Imagine how humiliating it’ll be to see your partner up close, licking and kissing My heels while you’re told to just sit there, wishing it were you. But that's the fun part for Me, isn't it? Watching you squirm, fighting for a shred of My attention, knowing full well you’re both beneath Me. I expect you to fight for the chance to serve, because in the end, you’re both just losers, there for My amusement. One of you will taste My perfection, and the other will simply watch, humiliated and jealous.