My feet make you so weak don't they slave, so so weak that you kneel and tremble just at the thought of ever being able to be under them, used as My footstool, kissing them, sucking the sweat from them. After I tell you how much My feet control you, I use My slave as My footstool, a footstool for My bare, sweaty soles. I get him to suck My sweaty heels, kiss them, worship them, totally owned by them, totally controlled by them.  A demonstration of just what it's like to be a total bitch to My perfect, sexy feet.