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I’m lounging on the couch in My shiny gold latex bodysuit, watching the gimp kneel before Me. I point to My strappy sandals and order him to remove them, then command him to worship every inch of My perfect feet. His split tongue moves eagerly between My toes, lapping up every trace of sweat, I then repeatedly gag his slutty mouth, fitting most of my foot in and feeling his tonsils with My toes. I tease his caged cock next, tapping his balls lightly and watching his excitement grow under My control. Every touch, every hum of frustration makes him more desperate, and I revel in how helpless he is, completely Mine to tease and manipulate. Finally, I push him fully into submission, turning him into a human rug. His face presses against My soles, inhaling every scent as I use him as a footstool. Every bit of worship, every motion reinforces that he exists only to serve Me, and by the end, he’s nothing more than a toy for My amusement, worshipping My feet in total obedience.