Tabitha, resplendent in thigh-high boots, strides into the room, her colossal feet clicking on the hardwood. Kneeling supplicants await, eyes wide with anticipation. She lifts a foot, her heel pressing into the first worshipper's chest, pushing them back until they're flat on the floor. Tabitha grinds her foot into their face, their muffled moans of pleasure echoing as they're smothered in her scent. She moves on, her feet dominating, humiliating, and arousing each supplicant in turn, leaving them spent and panting in her wake.