Fucked Up Foot Sniffing Faggot
Here he is, rat assed Tipsy and ready to really get fucked up.
And would you look at that hopelessly pathetic little dick. I’m not even going to call it a dick, it’s a clitty where there’s a clitty there’s a mancunt.
But before we get started, here’s what I’m going to do with you. You will take a deep, long whiff of either my vile of poppers or my beautiful feet, depending upon my command. And when you’re more relaxed and loose, I’ve got a nice BBC to fill that cunt.
You bouncing away on my cock after opening your cunt with the poppers, sniffing my feet… Christ, how much further can I take this? I know, go on and smack yourself in the balls. Total destruction. And when I do finally allow you to spill your seed, you’re told to clean it all up by sucking it down.
Fine, but you only get a few minutes. He’s picking me up soon and you better focus footboy. Or how about I just insult and ignore you?
I told you all that you needed to be careful what you wished for… now here we are! He gets all of me… you get feet…. but that’s all you want isn’t it? Yeah… you love feet!
I can never hear what your saying through that gag. More feet?? You want more?! Nahhhh looks like your nice and frustrated…. and it sounds like he’s here!! Sorry bitch
Gym Sock Lurker
It’s no surprise you’ve finally come to ask me out, I knew our workout timing wasn’t a coincidence…
Excuse me? I don’t quite understand. You’re not here to ask me out on a date but instead ask to sniff my feet. I can’t believe you’ve actually taken notice to the fact that I’ve worn these socks 3 days in a row too. What are you, some kind of sick foot freak? You wouldn’t want me to inform all the other ladies in the gym of your perverted foot obsession, now would you?
You want these gym socks, you show me just how pathetic you’re willing to fall for them.
At The Foot Of My Bed
Tied at the foot of my bed, gagged, right where I left you and oh so pathetic. I ignore you while I make plans for this evening with my lover. And once everything is set in place I decide to really lay it on you. If you wanted me to stop, you’d just say something. But you don’t. You mumble with that gag in your mouth and your cock is throbbing so I take it that you’re loving my abuse.
I remind you that whisky makes me frisky and my lover and I are going out for drinks this evening. I remind you that your sole purpose in life is to be at my feet at the foot of my bed and if I so choose to bring a lover over, well… we will concern ourselves with the details then.