No

You're overcome with shame. You hate yourself for finding this bitch attractive now that your here, on your knees worshipping her feet.

"Look at me" she commands. "I want you to look me in the eye while you serve me. Tell me that you're a naughty boy, and that you're sorry".

Begrudgingly you look up at her cruel smile. Your face flushed with embarrassment. "I'm sorry Miss, I'm sorry I'm a naughty boy" you admit.

Before you have time to breath she shoves her toe back into your mouth, swirling it around and forcing you to taste it. Obediently, you suck on it, letting her have her way with you. Your body continues to betray you, as your cock remains hard and throbbing. With your pants still pulled down, there's no way she hasn't seen it. You try to focus on something, anything else, but it's hard not to be aware of your situation as you plant kisses on her soles.

After a few more minutes of this **** of humiliation, broken only by occasional bursts of mockery from Miss Locke, she speaks up "Alright, I think you've learnt your lesson. Get up"