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I know little foot simps like you: easy to manipulate, easy to use, easy to keep addicted and beneath my feet. Ever since you've gazed upon my feet, you were lost for words. These are the soles you've been craving to worship. These are the toes you've been desperate to suck on. You're forever hooked to the craving to be beneath me. To be positioned straight below my feet so you can have your face covered by them, so you can see nothing but my soft skin of my soles, and smell nothing but the fragrance of my feet. You want to submerge yourself in submission for my feet and you'll never be able to run away from that. The only way you can cope is by surrendering to my powerful feet and becoming utterly owned by them.