In several minutes I'll be going out for dinner, but before that I want to check on My 24-7-365 prisoner. he traded in his house, his money, his everything, for this private cell and the opportunity to serve Me.
I will allow him to worship My feet tonight, because I want him to feel miserable: I will go out and have fun while he will remain here alone, locked in his cold cell, naked. But he can't have the pleasure of worshiping Me without suffering, that would not please Me, so I arrange a little predicament for him: he must try to reach My foot on one end of the cell, while his balls a... Show more