The Mistress has had a long day being on her feet. She knows you have been waiting for her return. She knows you have been begging to worship her beautiful feet. Your arousal shows her how excited you are, so she is quick to extinguish it for you. Tonight, the Mistress has decided that you can worship her feet with your eyes. You are not worthy of touching her glorious limbs. You must kneel before her and watch as she files her calluses away, moisturizes her skin, massage her soles, and crack her toes. And what do you get out of this? Only the yearning to have the privilege of touching her skin.