Its been a while since Squishy has knelt before Me - he has so missed My soft, little, size 3 feet so I feel was though I must reacquaint him with them. Before we remove My beautiful feet from My Louboutins he must worship them and feel them against his little sacs. he must earn he privilege of feeling My feet crush his balls. Kicking, squashing, crushing, stomping on his balls, My feet quickly remind him on his place - beneath them.