It’s degrading, I know. Only being allowed release at the mercy of my foot rubbing you, the lowliest part of my body, is responsible for your sole pleasure. As I talk about my irresistible appeal and how everyone desires me, it’s no wonder that half of you mere mortals only crave to lick my feet and shoes, rather than experiencing the real deal.
During the footjob, I might slow down a bit, my attention drawn to my phone as I prioritize important texts from men and take a few selfies (priorities, right?). That must be frustrating for you, having been in chastity for so long.
I flaunt my perfect breasts before you, a cruel reminder that they’re for my boyfriend, not for your pathetic gaze. All you get is the sole of my foot, and the fantasy of having one of my slaves licking my toes while I rub my loser cuckold’s dick, and another one of you licking up his worthless mess off my foot!