On your knees before Me, footdog. you are lucky I am allowing you to be at My divine feet! you deserve to be humiliated, degraded and suffer for the privilege. In fact, I should be breaking in these new stilettos on your footstool body as I grind My sole and heels in your face. Grovel lower, even lower, beneath My far superior feet. It gives Me pleasure watching you squirm as I relax with a smoke. you inferior slave, how much do you wish for a taste of My ash? My sacred spit? My delicious feet? Get naked, on your knees and beg! It is more than you could dream for. Subjected to My powerful feet, smothered, smoked out and spat upon. Gag on My feet, degraded for My amusement. There is no greater honour!