I've got dirt on you.

I know you like feet, but that's not such a big deal, right? Sure, I guess you're embarrassed about it. Whatever.

I know something even juicier about you that I know you don't want anyone else knowing about.

I know you like to put other things in your mouth, besides just women's feet.

And your fragile little pathetic male ego just can't bare the thought of someone finding this out about you.

So, you're going to do exactly as I say, and we can keep this between us.