(Custom, name used) I return for the follow up interview, but you inform Me that you’ve hired someone else with more experience. Disappointed, I ask if there is anything that I can do to change your decision. I then begin to dangle My shoe from My gorgeous foot, eventually let it drop. At that point you fall to your knees, begging Me to forgive you for being so thoughtless and disrespectful to Me, as I’m the only one who could fulfill this position. You have fully returned to your trance, completely devoted to Me. You tell Me that you hear and obey Me, that the smallest of My wishes is now the most important of your commands. Everything you have now belongs to Me, your Queen. You begin begging to serve as My submissive foot slave. I display My gorgeous, irresistible feet, telling you how I want them smelled, worshipped, adored, and served. You are fully Mine to command, and I decide that I’ll now take your job as the new boss, while you become My assistant, servant and footslave.