Ah, a little foot boy. You can't help but to gawk at my feet. You can't get enough of them. You want to be owned by my feet so bad, you're willing to be put on a leash and become my foot bitch. Beg, if you want it foot boy! Being at the other end of my leash is a privilege, and not one you should take lightly! I'd love to just drag you around in public on the end of my leash, you to kiss my feet and lick them in front of strangers!