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Fuck no, idiot. A dinner date with you? Oh no, loser - THIS is your date: down on your knees, with my pretty heels stuffed into your fucking mouth while I take your credit card and book somewhere super-expensive to dine with my real man. That's the closest to any kinda romance you'll ever get with a girl like me, foot-bitch. Uh-huh - don't think I didn't notice how much attention you were giving my footwear - you couldn't take your eyes off of them - it's so obvious what you are - what your embarrassing fetish is - what you're secretly into Yeah freak - you're into my fucking shoes aren't you? How pathetic! Your not dinner-date material - not unless your dinner is stuck to the bottom of my cute new shoes! So instead of taking me to the restaurant like you planned - the restaurant is coming to you - you get to feast on the grit and filth I scraped all over my soles and you don't get to leave the table until they're fucking spotless!

So down you go, dirt-eater! Get down on your fucking knees where you belong. Open wide and put your tongue to use - lick the grime from my shoes - polish them with your tongue - make them shiny, shoe-bitch! Suck the heels! Ew - look at-cha trying to impress me haha! It so fucking embarrassing! Now the soles. I've walked through so much dirt and street-muck all day just for you, loser. Lick every fucking crevice, every little corner and swallow all the gunk from the bottom. It's the perfect meal for a human shoe-cleaning appliance like you! Uh-huh - you're not a man; you're a fucking appliance. A shoe-scrubbing beta whose only purpose is to keep my pretty footwear looking just like new! And you're so desperate for my attention that you'd literally allow yourself to be debased like this just to get close to me. Honestly - my girlfriends would lose it watching you doing this! I should video it and let them see just how low you are prepared to sink for a tiny bit of my brattention!

You'd actually cream to this shoemiliation if I said you could, wouldn't you, loser? You'd pump your load with my heels pushed deep into your mouth - you'd slime with my insults ringing in your ears and the taste of the pavement all over your tongue. Yeah you would - but here's the thing - you don't get to! Hands off! Seriously, did you think I'd allow you to do that on your first date with my footwear? No, idiot! You just get to leak and suffer with my dirt in your mouth and your balls achy and blue. Back in line, shoe-bitch. You're forbidden from touching, forbidden from cumming and from now on forbidden from dating anything other than my dirty shoes. You are permanently pussy-free. Dinner-dates for you will mean licking the dirt from my soles, sucking gunk from the heels, chewing the gum I've trodden in or the mud I've scraped my precious shoes through. Welcome to your new love story, foot-bitch!