Footbitch Forever –

The sun is shining outside, and I’ve just returned from eating lunch with My girlfriends. You stare at My slingback peep toe heels as I walk past you. I lift My feet and sit down. You can kiss My soles to greet Me. It’s my privilege to have you serve My soft, moist feet. I like to slowly remove My shoes so you can smell them, teasingly teasing before you even get near My divine foot. You will always stay true to the purpose of being My footbitch – you’ll beg, bark and get collared.