The room is filled with the scent of her expensive perfume and the soft rustle of silk as she crosses her legs, revealing a glimpse of her red-soled Louboutins. A mere flick of her wrist summons her worshipper, who kneels before her, eyes cast down. He begins with her left foot, slipping off her shoe, caressing her ankle, her calf, before lifting her foot to his mouth. He sucks her toes, one by one, his tongue exploring the spaces between, his hands massaging her sole. She watches, her breath hitching, her nipples hardening beneath her silk blouse, her pussy throbbing with anticipation.