There are some things on this earth that you can't resist slave. And my feet is one of them. My soles are perfect and my feet is divine. You worship my soles, you worship and pray to me feet, to my toes. And you want me to trample you under my perfect soles. You want me to crush you like a pathetic bug under my divine feet. You can't resist the temptation. I will trample your loser head under my perfect feet.

Because that is where you are belong to. That is where you will be, for the rest of your life. You live and work to serve me and only me. Now, worship my divine and perfect ... Show more