Look at you, kneeling at my feet like the submissive little worm you are. My feet make you vulnerable, they weaken your will and cloud your judgement. you crave my touch, my smell, my taste. you long to worship me, to please me, to serve me, you are helpless before me, at my mercy, begging for my attention. you are nothing but a foot slave, a toy for me to use and discard as I please. you will lick my soles, suck my toes, and beg for more. you will obey my every command, without hesitation or question. your addiction to my feet is your weakness, and I will use it to make you weaker and weak... Show more