Worship my feet loser. You're such a weak little bitch for my soles. This is exactly where you belong, on your knees, lapping up my sweaty soles. Men like you are beneath me and that's why you're blessed to even smell my feet. I could rest my feet on your face all day and there's nothing you can do about it because you're just a pathetic foot slave. Get used to being under my toes if you're gonna me serving me, bitch.