These slippers are disgusting, filthy, and utterly intoxicating, and only the nastiest little loser gets to kneel and worship them. Do you drool at the stink, do you crave every ruined crease and sweaty sole, or are you just pretending to be brave while your hands tremble?
Keep jerking, keep begging, keep inhaling that funk at My feet, because this is where you belong, worshipping My wrecked lippers like the pathetic slave you are. Taste the humiliation, and love it.