The clock is ticking toward midnight. The magic of Christmas night surges through me… I snap my fingers - and suddenly, you're here. On your knees. Right in front of me. My legs are stretched lazily toward you. Just a moment ago, you were lounging innocently on your couch at home. Now? You're mine. My devoted, personal foot slave. I summoned you specifically. Remember that day in the subway? The way you couldn't tear your eyes away from my feet while I casually shook a speck of dust out of my bootie… My leg in those sheer nylons flashed before you, and you lost all sense of reality. I noticed everything. I remembered you. I adore that kind of gaze - hungry, obedient. Slaves like you are my favorite. With you, I can do absolutely anything.
