"I'm a loser simp who worships you from afar as a Goddess you are. You regard me as some dumb gross idiot. I do chores for you, wash your car, clean your house, etc. You tell me that I have an opportunity to serve again in person and I am so excited but when I get there, you tell me that I misunderstood. That I'm a gift for your Alpha boyfriend. He thought it would he hilarious to have a personal slave, and that's me. I have to sign my life over to him in a contract. Everything I own is now yours. All my identification is turned in. I leave my life behind and start my new sad life. I worship a man. I worship his feet, his toenail clippings, his dirty socks. I'm at his beck and call. I wait on him hand and foot. Wash his cars. Shine his shoes. Clean for him. He puts his expensive cigars out on my tongue, I'm his footrest. I bow down and kiss his feet when he enters the room. You want nothing to do with me but you think it's hilarious that you gave your boyfriend a personal slave. This is my life now. Sad slavery to a powerful man. I'm kept in a cage with his dirty socks and shoes to polish in your basement while you are both together. I serve only him as his property from now on. In this clip, can you have your bare soles facing the camera as you tell me my fate? Also no make up if possible because you are naturally beautiful."