You're in the strip club staring ever so intently at all of the beautiful high heels and feet. I notice you, sticking out like a sore thumb. Perving at shoes. I get you to buy me some things at the bar and we get to chatting. What are you into? Would you like to try something I'm really into? Suddenly, your cock is caged and the only way out of it is to do what I say. You're my slut now, you pay for whatever I want you to pay for and you are at my beck and call if you ever want that thing off so that you can worship my shoes. If you don't comply I guess I'll just throw away the key!