You've come to my huge home to complete a techy service, but I have other tings in mind for you. You were rude to me at the store... Imagine... a POOR, minimum wage worker being rude to a beautiful wealthy women. Unbelievable. But that's the first reason why I specifically requested YOU to come here. The second reason is, I KNOW you were staring at my flip flops and toes, so I knew you were the right choice for the job. First, you're going to get on your knees and clean the bottoms of my dirty shoes. If you don't obey, I'll make sure you're fired from your pathetic job. You belong on your knees at the feet of a rich woman, because you are beneath me. You have no prospects for a better job, so your job now is my shoe cleaner and foot licker. Being my Foot Slave will give your meaningless life purpose. You're a fucking LOSER because you like feet and love to service women's feet, but now you're MY loser. This is where you belong. Serving Goddess Maleka. Your name is now SLAVE. Once you've finished cleaning my flip flops, and accepting your new, better life, you'll be rewarded with licking my dirty feet clean.
