You love the view, don’t you? How it represents your place in society? You’ll always be below me, on the same level as the dirt beneath my soles. As you kneel and crawl at my feet, you can’t help but become aroused by the physical manifestation of your place in the world. You live for this humiliating realization, kissing the ground that I walk on. You’re just a beta foot boy, forever groveling at my feet. *** Disclaimer: the audio on this clip and a handful of others is not up to the quality I like to maintain, so I've knocked a dollar off of the price.