You can't move an inch - struggle all you like loser you're not going anywhere. You're helpless. You're my poor, tightly bound foot freak. You don't get to kneel and slather over my perfect shoes or feet like other slaves - you're even lower than them. You get tied up and left on the floor for me to torment. I'm going to push my heels in front of your loser face and watch you struggle to get your tongue to make the briefest of contact with the soles. I know you want me to touch you with them, to allow you to feel the leather or the spike of a heel - but no - DENIED! You can just watch and t... Show more