Goddess Ela already knows that her body is sheer perfection. She has countless males that fall to her feet begging to be one of her stable of pets. With you though she notices how often your eyes fall to her toes. Aren't they pretty all painted in red? The mere sight of them makes you froth at the mouth, desperate to wrap your mouth around them. Good, now that Goddess Ela knows what makes you weak, further enslaving you will be a trivial task.