

You’re nothing but a pathetic little lesbo slave, and your only purpose is to worship my feet. Kneeling beneath me, your tongue follows every curve of my sweaty soles, licking away dirt and humiliation. There’s no escape, no mercy—just total submission to my scent, my power, and my control. You live to serve, and serving means worshipping these feet until I say otherwise.
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