You can't resist the allure, can you? Your obsession with My divine feet is your ultimate downfall. Every penny you have, every drop of wealth you've amassed - it's all forfeit to the mesmerizing sway of My toes. Your wife, your girlfriend, they're just shadows in the presence of My commanding soles. They don't deserve a thing. It's My feet that reign supreme, draining your accounts with every teasing step. You're nothing but a cash cow for My foot pleasure, a loser whose purpose is to shower Me in the green that symbolizes your undying devotion. Your means nothing. Your relationships are worthless. Your life's work is Mine to claim. Every beat of your heart, every stroke of your cock, it's all in service to My feet. Your pride, and your seed. You're a drone, a drone to the sight of My perfect feet. Go on, empty your wallet, your bank account, your very soul. It's all I'll ever want from you. Surrender to the power of My feet.