"Do you hear that, foot-boy? That's the sound of my latex stockings rubbing together. They should be easy to hear from down there, where you belong, cowering at my feet. And wouldn't you love for me to shove my latex-covered toes in your slutty, little mouth? I think that a groveling girly boy like you could probably fit both of my feet in your mouth at the same time. You'd love that, wouldn't you? My feet stretching your mouth wide is your sickest fantasy, I'm sure. And don't think I don't see you trying to rub that pathetic excuse for a cock, because I do. But you better not even think of cumming. Not one drop. We both know the rules, and they clearly put me in charge. Don't you think I know I can make your little cock drizzle whenever I want? I just don't want you to, yet. And don't look so eager...I may not let you cum at all."
