As the young goddess Sorvet looked down her slave trembled anticipating her next command He knew his place beneath her flawless feet eager to obey Her scent intoxicating as she got ready to taunt and torture him The expectation was agonizing his eyes fixated on her every action He longed to feel her delicate soles on his face to inhale her essence Her dirty socks a holy offering a symbol of his devotion He yearned to taste her spit a divine elixir from her lips The vow of worship pervaded the air as she got ready for his surrender Her gaze steadfast as she ordered his ultimate surrender He felt her power her control absolute as she allowed him a glimpse of her sole His tongue ready to trace every curve and line of her flawless foot The thrill of obedience flowed through him as she shifted her foot nearer He belonged to her completely and utterly a willing slave to her divine feet Her foot a work of art controlling his every thought and wish He imagined her farts a symphony of scent a proof of her power Her boots a symbol of her control crushing his resistance He adored her every part a loyal slave to her divine will Her shopping break a moment for him to cater to her with complete loyalty His sole purpose to satisfy her to be her ultimate slave He would ingest whatever she presented dirty or clean it was hers