Look at you down there on the ground, exactly where you belong. You belong on the ground where My petite feet tread, as they do need something nice & comfy to walk on. You know how perfect My little feet are, the softness of My soles and tiny toes, the sharpness of My high heels. To feel My feet pressed against your face so you can absorb the aroma of Mistress is such a privilege. However, I prefer to tread upon your head rather than look at your face. But if you are a worthy foot slave and can live up to My expectations, I may just let you worship My beautiful bare feet.