Look at you, working so hard just to hand it all over to me where it truly belongs. Deep down, you know every penny you earn is mine, and you can’t resist giving it up. You’re captivated by my feet, completely lost in them, unable to think of anything else. That obsession fuels your need to serve me, to give me everything without question. It’s cute how predictable you are, always craving my attention while knowing you’ll never truly deserve it. But don’t worry, I’ll keep reminding you of your place, beneath me, where you belong.