Welcome to Nylon Nirvana - where your only purpose is to kneel, adore and obey. My silky nylon-clad feet and luscious long legs encased in stockings are right in front of you. So close, yet completely out of reach until I decide you're worthy. You are nothing but a desperate little foot freak, mesmerised by my soft soles - obsessed with every wrinkle, every flex, every teasing wiggle of my toes. Maybe I'll allow you to touch, to worship properly. Or maybe I'll just sit here looking down on you, laughing at how pathetic you look; begging for something you'll never deserve. Either way, you'll stay right there where you belong - on your knees, aching for the privilege of Nylon Nirvana.
