👠 Here’s the continuation.
You stare at my heels as if they were your temple.
You’re greedy for a glimpse of my stockings, as if your salvation lies there.
You crave my laughter, even if it burns you with humiliation.

I know you don’t just want — you worship.
And I enjoy it. Because your fetish is my power 🔥

I can let you touch… or simply walk past, leaving you in agony. And that choice will always be mine 😈

Remember: your secret desires don’t make you strong. They make you mine.