I give the slave reason for existence, being My lucky permanent foot slave. Ready to serve at the snap of My finger. Grovelling before My Superior Stilettos it immediately obeys whatever My command. So blessed to live on the dirt from My soles. I am feeling generous and dangle My shoe in front of its unworthy face, allowing it to smell My sacred nylon scent. Finally being beneath My divine feet, worshipping, kissing and licking My nylon feet. Used as nothing more than My foot servant.
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