You find yourself in a familiar position, down on your knees, kneeling before Me. That alone is enough to make your brain malfunction. On this particular occasion My feet are adorned with my low top converse sneakers.. you find yourself quickly losing it. Your mind is consumed with perverted and disgusting thoughts of worshipping My sneakers. I relish in your weakness, taunting you with My sneaker clad feet. Go on you know you want to take a whiff. Nothing smells better than My old, scuffed, dirty converse sneakers. Seeing you down on your knees begging to be My converse bitch brings a smil... Show more