You're weak and powerless every time you look at my feet. You can't get them out of your head for hours. You just stare and dream of being able to touch my soft soles, or kiss my perfect toes. But you know that you'll never be able to. I don't ever even think about you until you start messaging me to worship me. I don't care about you, you mean nothing to me. I love the power my feet have over you. All I care about is the money I can drain from you just by wiggling these toes in front of you.