Foot Worship.

I may let you worship My shoes, My nylon-clad feet and if you are a good boy, My pretty bare feet.

I may let you kiss them; adore them.  Or I may tie you down and smother your face, cut off your breathing so all you can sense is the aroma of My feet and know that you are beneath me, beneath My soles, under My power.

Good footslave must learn to please Princess Jessika.

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