Your face is a doormat for Superior feet. Your place is on your hands and knees or laying down smothered by feet. Submitting and serving the feet you so desperately crave, the feet that make you weak and eager. My feet are your weakness and vulnerability. You want to sniff, kiss and worship my perfect neon toes. The neon contrasts so perfectly against my skin. My perfect feet will use you like a doormat, wiping your face down and stepping on you like you have always dreamed of. You are nothing more than a doormat for Dutchess.