Admire the pair of heels that a fortunate slave has paid to have. Let's be clear: My mere presence in these heels has added immeasurable value to them. he should consider himself the luckiest servant alive that I allowed him the privilege of purchasing them. When these heels arrive at his door, he'll be on his knees in an instant, pathetically begging for the honor of worshiping the very ground they tread upon. After all, what more could a devoted loser slave like him hope for, but to kneel and grovel at the heels that My feet have graced?