Custom: *No Names*

For this video may I please request a hard floor (So I can hear your footsteps), strappy stiletto heels with your beautiful toes showing, and a pedicured in a monotone pastel shade (nude?), if possible?

Could you please start with an upwards facing angle like this one: So that I might be allowed to admire you in your complete glory, with your feet outside the sh*t, or only the soles of your heels showing.

Could you please tell me how you love watching me worship the ground you walk on, how you know I want to keep the floor clean before you, how you enjoy watching me pray frantically to my Goddess Lisa to be allowed to worship your feet and the ground you walk upon. You know what I want desperately, to be closer to your perfect feet, closer to the ground you walk upon, that hearing your footsteps drives me insane, but I have to beg for it, beg to be closer to your divine feet.

Could you please eventually allow me to lower myself flat onto the ground, chin to the floor so my eyes are level with your gorgeous toes.

I'm gushing my reverence and thanks at this point, you know your feet are more beautiful than I could have imagined, and I'm absolutely mesmerized by the shape of your foot as it gracefully sits in the curve of the shoes, how I'd love to feel the point of your stiletto pushing down on the palm of my hand, or upon my throat

At this point could you please tease me with the immaculate perfection of your toenails, and how I long to see my own reflection in them, how I love watching your casual footsteps land upon the floor, and how that ground is divine to me and I'd give anything to worship it, I'd give anything to be allowed to kiss each toe lovingly, worshipfully

(I would love to see several close ups of your beautiful toes please, as I bend over backwards to worship them).

towards the end could you please tell me that you want me to show me that I'm a good obedient sl*ve by making the biggest worship puddle possible for your toes, followed by a countdown?

After the countdown and everything, (and I'll understand if this isn't quite your style and you wouldn't want to do it) could you please ask me to clean up and sit up, and look me straight in the eye and tell me that I was a good boy, that I'm not worthless, and that I deserve to be happy, and to live my best possible life? (basically a l*ttle aftercare?)

Worship the ground I walk on