you always wait for Me, kneeling on the floor, ready to worship at My feet. As soon as I enter the room, your gaze is drawn to My feet, encased in black stilettos. you kneel before Me, eager to please. I order you to remove My shoes, and you comply, inhaling the scent of My feet as you do so. I instruct you to massage them, and you do exactly as I say. you begin to kiss and lick My toes, showing your complete devotion to Me. I hold your head firmly, guiding you to worship My feet exactly how I want. As you finish, I remind you of your place beneath Me, and the power I hold over you. This is... Show more