

How I relish my foot fetish slaves—there’s something utterly enchanting about their helpless gazes fixed on my feet. It amuses me to crush their faces beneath my soles, to assert my dominance with every step. I take pleasure in shoving my toes into their mouths, commanding them to lick between each toe, to suck and worship as they should. Their obedience is not just desired; it is required. They exist to serve me and my exquisite feet.