You will lick that bitter juice from my toes.
Or maybe you will dream about your pitiful hole being under them?
Beg Me for that and I might think about it.
Beg Me for that and I might think about it.
Think twice before writing me. You are going to become mine, and I am not letting you go that easily.
But if you want to be that squishy ball under my heels, go on. Let it out and give your tribute to your new Goddess.
