Listen up, babe, because I've got a confession to spill. Remember that co-worker you've been fretting over? Well, brace yourself, because we took a little detour into the land of tangled sheets.

But hey, let's not get all worked up just yet. We both know that my feet hold the ultimate power of forgiveness. They're the object of your desire and submission that I love to dangle in front of you. Those little piggies of mine possess a magnetism that goes beyond any simple act of infidelity.

So here's the deal, babe. I'm about to thrust my dirty, sweat-kissed soles ri...

Listen up, babe, because I've got a confession to spill. Remember that co-worker you've been fretting over? Well, brace yourself, because we took a little detour into the land of tangled sheets.

But hey, let's not get all worked up just yet. We both know that my feet hold the ultimate power of forgiveness. They're the object of your desire and submission that I love to dangle in front of you. Those little piggies of mine possess a magnetism that goes beyond any simple act of infidelity.

So here's the deal, babe. I'm about to thrust my dirty, sweat-kissed soles right under your nose, and you won't be able to resist their tempting allure. The filth and perspiration that grace my feet make you weak in the knees, quivering with anticipation. You can't deny the hold they have over you. It's time for you to bow down, worship, and shower me with gratitude for the privilege.

With every tantalizing stroke, every deep breath you take in, and every commanding whisper that escapes my lips, I tighten my grip on your desires. You're nothing but putty in my hands, driven by an insatiable hunger to serve my divine feet. It's a power play like no other, and you're about to surrender your all to me, willingly and gratefully.

**this was a custom, uses the name Matt**