WORSHIP MY FEET, BUG - FOOTJOB

Description: Look down at you. no… look up. way up. that’s it, crane that pathetic little neck back as far as it can go. do you see me towering above you? do you see how the world goes dark when my foot shifts, blocking out the light? you’re nothing but a speck of dust on my floor, a useless little bug barely worth the effort of crushing. but here you are, trembling at the base of my throne, staring up at the underside of my divine soles like they’re the only thing in your worthless existence. and they are, aren’t they? my feet… they’re massive compared to you. each toe is the size of your entire torso. my arch rises like a mountain range above your tiny, fragile body. you could hide beneath my heel and disappear completely. one shift of my weight and you’d be paste, little man. a red smear on my perfect skin that i'd wipe away without a second thought. but i'm feeling generous today. i'm going to let you worship the very things that could end you. * to support my video production ... if you want to see new videos of me - tip me 5000$.