My perfect feet are merely a means to immediately captivate a fickle, one-track faggot mind.
Let it all go, fag boy. You being in control has gotten you to this very point in your life: a worthless wonderer seeking guidance and fulfillment from those superior to you. You being in control has made you into a worthless foot faggot desperate to get a whiff of any man's rank, sweaty feet.
You're in lucky, subby. Place your offering at my feet and be ready to beg for mercy.