

π¦Άπ» Worship My Feet, Loser ππΆ 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. ππ£ 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