Hey foot boy. I know how long you've been waiting for me to come home. I've been out having fun in my tall platform heels all day so my feet are extra sweaty and crusty. I thought you could help me out by licking and worshipping them while I grind down my callouses and bunions. This is the price you pay to serve a goddess who wears the most glamorous shoes and you're so eager to be fed by me! You can see all the dust falling down and you wonder if you'll be given a treat. I move from one foot to the other sanding them down and enjoying a satisfying pedicure while I instruct you to lick my toes and clean my feet. I remind you that feet are the only thing you will ever be worthy of, as I tease that you could never fuck or taste my pussy. I pull my shorts up between my pussy lips and drive you crazy with what you'll never have. When I feel I've grinded my feet down enough, I reveal a tray on the ground that caught all of the dust I made. My foot dust is going to be your luxurious dinner while my boyfriend gets to feast on my pussy. How much more lucky could a slave be?