Now that you’ve had a taste of My perfect feet, you’re sneaking away any chance you get to worship them. you come over on your lunch break to serve Me like you’ve done before, but I have a different idea. I take your phone and send Myself all the embarrassing things I can find, along with your work, family, and banking info, before sealing the deal by taking humiliating photos and videos of you. My feet have total control over you, and now, if you don’t do exactly as I say…you’re completely and utterly fucked! Oh, and I sent myself $500. Here’s your phone back, foot bitch.