After agreeing to become my boyfriend’s slave, I start to enjoy making you do things, too. You’re kneeling in front of me now, at my feet. You love my beautiful toes and would do anything for them. I tell you to start jerking off, knowing how much my boyfriend and I are going to make you cry later. I threaten you with my belt, snapping it at you as you appreciate my feet and jerk off. Even when you start to feel like it’s all too much, I pull you back in by being sweet and gentle to you, but it’s all a manipulation tactic.