You wanted a taste of your goddess… now get on your knees, slave. I’m your latex-clad Catwoman tonight — all sleek curves, tight corset, and razor-sharp heels, and you’re not allowed to look anywhere but my feet. Feel my stiletto press into your chest? That’s all the permission you get. You exist to worship my toes, kiss my arches, and beg for the privilege of sucking each polished nail. I’ll tease you with slow toe curls, drag my sole across your lips, and make you moan around my foot like a good little foot slut. And when you’re drooling enough to please me? That’s when I’ll let you really serve… but only if you prove yourself first. Want to earn it, pet?
