Foot domination 4: Ritual submission to my feet

Description: Picture the scene: i’m enthroned above you, legs spread wide, my feet hovering over you as you, pathetic slave, kneel below, trembling with awe. my voice, sharp and commanding, snaps: “pray to my feet, you worthless thing—press your useless lips to them and whisper your mantras, confess that they’re your goddesses and you’re their filth.” you obey, your lips brushing my skin, murmuring: “your feet are my altar, i’m your eternal servant, living only for your greatness.” i gaze down, smirking at your weakness, and toss out: “you’re trash beneath my heels, and you love it.” this is the ritual of your submission, where my feet are your only purpose, and you’re their devoted, broken worshipper.