Your purpose in life is to worship my perfect feet. You exist to kneel at my feet, to show me devotion with every fiber of your being. You will kiss, lick and pamper my toes until they are absolutely perfect.
You can’t keep my wrinkled soles or pretty tops out of your mind. Making you a blubbering mess is so easy at this point. You truly need to just give it up, you’ll always be a bitch to my feet
