Tormento de pies

Look at my perfect pedicure, and smell the scent of the fresh varnish. Invade your senses? Does it make you want to live hell, with me? That is natural, it is natural in you, every time you see my feet you cannot avoid it, you cannot avoid sucking my toes, sticking your tongue between them, smelling the red enamel layer, putting your face there, your penis cannot avoid move, maddened, between your pants, about to yelp, to be free, to put them there, between them. But that is not something that you easily deserve, it is something that is going to cost you, the price is high, you know that I deserve it, paying it is the mark of the slave. First surprise me, show me how your naked soul behaves in front of me, how low it can fall, and then, only then, will you deserve to be under my feet.