I’ve been wearing these flats for a week and they’ve soaked up every step I take. They’re sticky, sweaty, and deliciously filthy, just the way I like them when I think about you. Every speck of dirt and grit is a trophy, a mark of how much you deserve to worship.
Get ready to worship my feet and my shoes. I’ll press these flats to your face, make you inhale the scent of my day, and enjoy your desperate little reactions as you prove you exist only to serve my dirty soles.