“Because your face is about to get smothered in my foot. And you’ll be thanking me for it, won’t you footslave?”
“YesssSir… uhrrmmmm, it smells, Sir…”
“Sure does, bitch. Your job is to lick it all off as I grind my foot into your face. Now get to work.”
“Ahhhh… thank you, Sir…”
*licks and slobbers*
If this doesn’t make for a happy Feet Friday, I don’t know what will!