You know you’re not worthy of me. You exist to kiss the ground that I walk on. You’ve fantasized about worshiping my perfect Goddess feet the way they deserve to be worshiped. Look at them. Take them in. Appreciate every detail. Every toe, the arch, the ball and heel. Every perfect curve of my beautiful Goddess feet. Get on your knees slave. Worship them. Kiss them. Just as they deserve to be.
