You belong to me now, completely and utterly. I’ve got you secured and silenced, tucked away in my private space, ready to serve your one true purpose. After my intense sports training, when I peel off my tight gym gear, you’ll be right there waiting. Your only job is to worship my tired, sweaty feet, lavishing them with devoted attention until they feel pampered and pristine. You’ll savour the salty taste of my hard work, breathing in my post-workout scent. I’ve decided to share my little secret with the rest of the sports team, so you’ll be on call to worship all of my demanding friends too. You exist purely for my amusement and our collective relief.
