"Just look at you, so pitiful and weak, practically salivating over the mere sight of my impeccable feet. Do you think such divine soles could ever be graced by your insignificant little member? Dream on. Real men, alphas, they get to relish the silkiness of my soles, whereas a pitiable beta like you only gets the privilege of a voyeuristic view. Every throb, every twitch of your cock just underscores your inadequacy. Even as you're engrossed, aroused by the sight before you, understand that you'll never experience it firsthand. Your premature arousal is laughable; how pathetic to be so stimulated by something so unattainable. And trust me, if you dare release before I deem it appropriate, you'll rue the day. As you pine over my feet, remember, every second is a testament to your subordination, your inferiority. So, restrain yourself, absorb the scene, and prepare for your true purpose, the cleanup. After all, isn't that what you're good for?"