

π¦Άπ» Worship My Feet, Loser π
πΆ Look at me, beta..... My perfect feet, my commanding voice, and the sight of me in these tight, sweaty Lululemon workout clothes are turning your weak, pathetic mind into mush. π₯΅π« You canβt think..... You canβt resist..... You can only obey. π
π£ As you admire my flawless feet, Iβll guide your worthless little hands and your tiny, pathetic dicklet π¦ with the perfect instructions. Every word I speak takes you deeper....deeper into worship, deeper into submission, deeper into the pitiful existence you were born to embrace. β¨
π π»ββοΈ But let me be clear, l0ser: You donβt deserve release..... You donβt deserve anything but denial and humiliation. Every second you spend under my control reminds you of your place beneath me π serving, worshiping, aching for something youβll never get. π