Back at My perfect feet, huh? you really had no other choice, did you, loser? My divine feet are the pinnacle of your pathetic existence. you can't resist their allure; you're just My powerless foot freak. Adoring My feet isn't just an honor for you; it's your life's purpose. your job? To worship My soles, and you'll pay dearly for the privilege. My arches have you begging for mercy, and I delight in watching you squirm, the weak slave you are. Foot servitude isn't just your fate; it's your ultimate privilege. Tributes keep you close, inching you toward a kiss on My soles, and each dollar m...

Back at My perfect feet, huh? you really had no other choice, did you, loser? My divine feet are the pinnacle of your pathetic existence. you can't resist their allure; you're just My powerless foot freak. Adoring My feet isn't just an honor for you; it's your life's purpose. your job? To worship My soles, and you'll pay dearly for the privilege. My arches have you begging for mercy, and I delight in watching you squirm, the weak slave you are. Foot servitude isn't just your fate; it's your ultimate privilege. Tributes keep you close, inching you toward a kiss on My soles, and each dollar moves you deeper under My financial control. you're nothing more than a helpless puppy, doing what ever I command. My toes control your financial ruin, and you hand it over with a smile. As My foot slave, your servitude knows no bounds, and you'll pay and pay, perpetually lost beneath My irresistibly divine feet. So, get ready to kneel, serve, and know that you're forever trapped. helpless at My perfect, sexy feet.