It's almost pathetic how much you crave My pantyhose feet. My perfect little feet, covered in nylon, that you'll never get to experience in real life. That you have to hide away to indulge, in fear that your significant other may find out. I enjoy your weakness, that's when you really flourish, under my control. You hide away for a few days, which tells Me you were almost caught. But you still come scurrying back to Me, giving more. And more. You get off on this relationship, huffing My worn hose while you jerk yourself to My videos. I am all you need and knowing your place is exactly what makes this relationship "perfect".
