Down you go, idiot - get down on your knees right now, cuck, and look at my date-night heels - dirty from dancing with my real man while you stayed home - all on your own, wishing you were good enough to date me. That's right, these gorgeous stilettos carried me through an amazing night of flirting, kissing, and getting fucked senseless by someone who actually deserves my body, while you ruined my vibe with simpy DMs telling me how perfect I am, blah - blah - blah!. So guess what, loser, On my way home, I stomped through every filthy puddle, every patch of dirt, every disgusting sidewalk mess I could find - all so you could taste exactly what your unwanted attention costs. Now open wide, shoe-simp, because you're gonna lick every speck of date-night dirt off my soles, swallow the evidence of where I've been with a better man, and thank me for the privilege of being my human shoe-cleaner.<br><br>Hurry the fuck up, cuck - my man's on his way back for round two, and these heels need to be spotless when he carries me to the bedroom again. Keep that tongue working deeper, you filthy little cleanup bitch - get in every crevice, suck the grime off the spikes, gag on the mud I ground in just for you while I tell you every detail of how he bent me over in these exact heels. Taste the street, taste the club floor, taste the parking lot where he fucked me against his car - all because your desperate messages turned my perfect night sour and made me punish you with extra filth. Eat them clean, cuck, with your pathetic face buried into my soles while I laugh about how he's twice the man you'll ever be, how he made me scream things I'd never waste on a friend-zoned - failure like you. Swallow it all down, every gritty, disgusting bit, because this is the closest you'll ever get to being involved in my sex life - eating the dirt off my date heels - exactly what you deserve!.<br><br>And when they're finally gleaming again with nothing but your spit-shine, you'll stay down there on the floor like the doormat you are, listening through the wall as he rails me in the bedroom - knowing these freshly cleaned heels are digging into his back while you choke on the taste of your own rejection. This is your life now, cuck: permanent cleanup duty after every date, tongue black with filth, stomach full of sidewalk scraps while I get the dicks you'll be jealous of forever! Thank me for the honour, shoe-bitch - thank me for letting you taste my pretty red-bottoms. Thank me for not leaving you totally ignored - for giving you some tiny, menial purpose in my life. Thank me - and then get right back down into the beta-zone and finish making those heels fucking perfect!