Today, Audrey and I decided to be extra generous with our little footboy. We know how obsessed he is—how the sight of our long, elegant toes, soft, wrinkly soles, and perfect high arches drives him absolutely insane. We tease him mercilessly, letting our flawless feet dance just out of reach... brushing over his pathetic little maggot, making it twitch and throb under our control. All while laughing, mocking, and humiliating him for being such a weak, desperate loser. Every wrinkle. Every arch. Every playful toe wiggle brings him closer... and closer... until he’s helpless. We build him up, edge him to his limit, and then watch as he explodes like a hot, useless geyser—all for our amusement. He lives for our feet. He falls for our cruelty. He exists to serve. Email us for custom Tribute if you love the video!