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Foot bitch can’t get enough of my perfect peds. They make him so hot, so horny. My feet are my sex life. You can’t cum without my feet. Even your wife knows it. Is that why she’s my foot bitch too? The two of you wrapped around my little toe, lost in my perfect wrinkled soles. No arousal, no orgasm without my feet. You and wife on your knees begging to worship and kiss.

Lots of kissy noises into his cum countdown drives my foot bitch mad.

My beta foot cucked pig is kneeling at my bare feet while I prepare to go out with my Alpha. I laugh at the fat pig for ever thinking he would be good enough to be with me. I mock my slave’s position at the foot of our bed, waiting to be spanked by the Bull.

You worship my feet while I describe how you will soon be worshipping OUR feet. You will watch me fuck the Bull and wait patiently for your reward- his cum you are ordered to suck off my feet. You’re only purpose is to pay for our pleasure, fluff his cock, and clean up his mess.

The foot bitch can’t get enough. He needs to worship what he craves. So the foot bitch is going to beg me to take complete control over him with my feet.

He kneels before and watches as I strip off my socks and shoes, my feet dominating his mind. Being owned by my feet means I make the rules for you. The foot bitch earns his keep.

Add my socks to your collection. Pay any price. Break the bank if you have to. That’s how much these stinky cute but filthy socks of mine have got you hotter than you’ve ever imagined you’d be.

Sniff my moist sock. Taste my sweet sweat inside your mouth.

Stroking away stuffed full of my socks. Feet smothering your face. Could it get any better than this?

Back Story: To capture you I’ve discovered your foot fetish and with the help of evil scientists, devised a serum that would render you oblivious whenever exposed to the one thing you couldn’t resist: My feet. I’ve slipped you the serum, seduced you into worshipping your feet… you fade out, and I capture you. Basically, My feet are your Kryptonite now, even though you’re still wildly turned on by them.

You’re coming to and I explain to you how Ive caught you, how you’ll never escape this compound and tease/drain you with my feet. You become weaker and weaker as I coerce you to sniff my feet in your face. Finally you begin to drift off into oblivion as I shove a sock gag into your mouth, you hear me tell me henchmen to lock you back up.