Melissa's Pathetic Pedicure Slave

I know how desperately you want to date me, loserkins. But you know Princess Melissa doesn't date internet-addicted jerkoff-stooges like you. However... I might let you pamper and pedicure my feet, before I go on a date with a real man, if you're willing to humiliate yourself for the privilege. Kiss my feminine instep. Polish my perfect toes. Worship my high heels. But don't let me catch you in my shoe closet red-handed - or you will learn how I use my six-inch stainless steel spike heel to turn men like you into girlyboys...