As Your Goddess, I have a list of demands that I want met by every one of my good boys. I am perfect, and I deserve everything! You're a massive loser for my flawless feet. It's both amusing and pathetic how hopelessly addicted you are to hot, perfect, bratty girls like me. But here's the cruel twist: we want NOTHING to do with you.
You're caught in the never-ending cycle of desire and denial. You've become infatuated with the idea of me becoming your bratty Goddess. It's a twisted form of pleasure for you. Even though you'll never have me, I will remain at the core of your sexuality. And my feet, in particular, will always hold power over you.