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misspanthresspaws · 11 months
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A Day Without Socks
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As I sit on the couch, I can't help but think about how much I want to take off my sneakers. I've been wearing them all day without socks and my feet are so sweaty and stinky. I just need some pampering right now. I want my feet to be massaged and kissed and licked until they feel better. I can just imagine the feeling of someone's hands running over my soles, pressing into all the right spots, and relieving the tension in my muscles. And those kisses and licks, oh how heavenly they would feel on my tired and aching feet. I can feel the heat emanating from my soles, a sure sign that they've been trapped in these sneakers all day without any socks. I know that I deserve this attention, that my tired, sweaty feet deserve to be treated with care and affection.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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High Power Heels
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Are you ready to serve me, foot slut? I can see you eyeing my maroon pumps, lusting after my feet. You know you want to kneel down and worship them, don't you?
These shoes have been on my feet all day, making them sore and sweaty. But I know how much you love the scent of my feet, so I'll let you take them off for me. Kneel down and remove my shoes, but don't touch my feet just yet.
Mmm, can you smell the musky aroma of my sweaty soles? I bet you're getting hard just from the smell. Now it's time for you to worship my feet. Come closer and let me wipe my damp, sweaty feet all over your face.
You love the feeling of my sweaty feet on your face, don't you? It makes you feel submissive and powerless, just like the foot slut you are. Keep sniffing and worshiping my feet, you pathetic little foot boy.
Now lie down and let me use your face as a footrest. I'll dangle my feet in front of your face and you can kiss and lick my soles while I relax. You're so lucky to be serving me, to have the privilege of worshiping my beautiful feet.
I can feel your tongue lapping up the sweat and grime from my feet. You love the taste of my foot sweat, don't you? Keep worshiping me, foot slut, and I might let you touch yourself. But only if you beg for it like a good little slave.
That's it, keep licking and kissing my feet. You're doing such a good job, I might just have to reward you with a special treat. But for now, keep worshiping my feet like the good little foot slut you are.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Outdoor Obedience
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Yes, I know we’re in public. That’s the whole point. You keep saying you’ll do anything I ask and that you worship me like the Goddess I am, and now I’m going to put you to the test. You’re going to worship my feet in these sexy leather sandals while I stand above you and remind you of your place in the world. You belong beneath my feet, worshiping them and devoting yourself to me. It doesn’t matter how many people see you or laugh at you. It doesn’t matter how humiliating it is. What matter is that you please your Goddess. Now kneel down - this park isn’t busy... yet... if you’re a good little footslave you might be able to worship my sexy feet before an enormous crowd shows up. That is, unless you like being humiliated at my feet like this.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Mommy's Locked Pet
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You want to be at Mommy's feet so badly, don't you baby?  Is Mommy's little footslave going to suckle her toes? Will that make my little boy all hard and swollen? Mmmm... oh my, honey, your cock is trying to get so big and hard at just the thought of it. You really are Mommy's little footslave. Come here, baby: Mommy wants to feel your tongue between her toes... You belong to Mommy, little boy. Something as simple as looking at Mommy's feet lets you know how much you belong to her. Mmm... such a good boy.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Babygirl's Jelly Flats
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Hey Daddy, how was your day? Mine was long and tiring, but I know you love it when I wear my jelly flats all day and make my cute little feet all sweaty and stinky. I can't wait for you to slowly remove my shoes and sniff my toes. I know you love the way they smell, especially after a long day of being trapped in these flats. I can't wait to feel your tongue on my soles as you worship my feet. I just want to relax and let you take care of me, making me feel pampered and loved. I can't wait for you to give my stinky toes the attention they deserve. I want you to worship my feet, to kiss each toe and suck on them until they're clean. I want you to press your lips to my toes, one by one, and suck on them until I moan with pleasure. I want to feel your tongue tracing the curves of my toes, and your lips wrapped around them, pulling and tugging as you pleasure me.
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misspanthresspaws · 11 months
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I've had a long day at work and all I can think about is relaxing and unwinding. I can sense your excitement and longing as I make my way to the couch. I know how much you love my boots and the way they make my feet look and feel. I've been wearing them all day at work and my feet are so sore and sweaty. I can't wait to take them off and tease you with my feet. I know that's something you love, isn't it? The thought of my sweaty, tired feet in my boots turns you on. I know that the thought of my sweaty feet inside these boots is turning you on, and I can't help but smile at the thought. I kick off my ankle boots, revealing the two layers of thick black socks I wore today. I know how much you love my feet, and I wore these extra socks just for you. The heat of the day has made my feet sweat, the fabric of my socks clinging to my skin. You know how much I love to tease you, and today is no exception. I've been thinking about you all day, imagining the look on your face as I finally reveal my feet to you. They're soaked in sweat, and I know it turns you on. I can't help but smile as I slide my fingers over the soft, damp fabric of my socks. I take my time, slowly peeling back the first layer to reveal the second, my feet aching with the heat and dampness of my own sweat. The smell of my feet fills the room, and I can see the way your eyes light up with excitement. You're on the edge of your seat, waiting for me to reveal the second layer, and I can't resist the urge to tease you just a little longer. I take my time, slowly peeling off the last layer of socks and letting my feet breathe. They're so hot and clammy, and I can see the way your eyes linger on them as I flex my toes and rub my heels. I know that you're dying to touch my feet, to feel the slickness of the sweat and the warmth of my skin. But I'm not going to make it that easy for you. I want to tease you, to make you beg for my feet. I want to drive you wild with desire, to make you ache for my touch. I wiggle my toes, letting you see just how wet and slippery my feet are. I can see the way your eyes are glazed over with lust, the way your breath is coming in short gasps as you watch me. And I know that you're ready to do anything, anything at all, just to touch my feet. But I'm not done yet. I want to make you beg, to make you plead for my touch. So go ahead, beg me. Beg me to let you sniff my feet. Beg me to let you lick my soles and suck my toes. Beg me to let you worship at the altar of my feet. I want to hear you beg, I want to see you beg, I want to feel you beg. And when you've begged enough, when you've proven yourself worthy, I will let you have my feet. But be warned, once you've had a taste, you'll never be able to resist my feet again.
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misspanthresspaws · 11 months
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Hot Ass Babe
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Well, well, well...what do we have here? My little footslave, sitting there with those puppy dog eyes and that hard cock, just waiting for a taste of my perfect little toes. You know, it's almost too easy to get you going, isn't it? All I have to do is wiggle my toes a little bit, and you're practically drooling all over yourself.
But I guess that's just how it is when you're a footslave, huh? You're just so desperate for a taste of these delicate little feet, so helpless to resist the urge to worship every inch of my smooth, silky skin. And I have to say, I do find it pretty amusing to see you squirming and begging like this. It's like you're completely under my spell, and I love every second of it.
Of course, it's not just my feet that get you going, is it? I can see you eyeing up these sexy leggings I'm wearing, with the flames licking up my legs like they're just dying to touch me. And can you blame them? I know I look damn good in these leggings, showing off every curve and contour of my legs. But you're not allowed to touch, are you, footslave? No, you're just stuck there, watching and longing and hoping for just a little taste of what you can never have.
It's almost cruel, really, the way I tease you like this. But then again, that's the whole point of being a cocktease, isn't it? To get you worked up and desperate, to keep you on the edge of orgasm without ever letting you tip over. And I have to say, you make it so easy for me. You're just so eager to please, so willing to submit to my every whim. It's almost like you were born to be my footslave.
So, what do you say, footslave? Are you ready to beg for a taste of my perfect little toes? Are you ready to show me just how desperate you are to worship me? Because I have to say, I'm in the mood for a little foot worship right now. And who knows, if you're a good boy and really impress me, maybe I'll let you touch those leggings too. But for now, let's just focus on these delicious little feet. After all, that's what you're here for, isn't it?
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misspanthresspaws · 11 months
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Bratty Sister's Slave
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Hey big brother, look at these cute little flip flops I just bought. Aren't they adorable? I mean, look at these feet. They're so soft and smooth… and these flip flops really show them off, don't you think? Don't you just want to bury your face in these feet and worship them? I bet you do; you little foot perv. I've been walking around all day and my feet are just so stinky and sweaty. And I know you just love to do whatever I tell you, so I think it's time for you to get down on your hands and knees and sniff my stinky feet. You're going to inhale the pungent aroma and enjoy every moment of it. You'll beg me to let you do it again and again. Now get down here and start sniffing! Come on, big brother. Worship my feet. Lick my toes. Kiss my soles. Do it now! And when you’ve sniffed them until no smell remains, I want you to lick my soles. I want you to worship my feet like the dirty, little perv you are. You will lick every inch of my soles, running your tongue along the arch and the heel. You will inhale the scent of my feet, and you will beg for more.
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misspanthresspaws · 11 months
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Black Boots and Sweaty Feet
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Look at these boots, honey. Aren’t they just the sexiest thing you've ever seen? I can tell by the way your eyes are glued to them that you're getting all hot and bothered. You can't resist the allure of a woman in boots, can you? You want me, you crave me, you need me. And as I slowly, seductively, remove my boots, I can see the anticipation building within you. But as the leather peels away, revealing my bare feet, you see that I have a little surprise for you. I didn't wear socks with these boots, and I can tell by the way your eyes widen and your mouth falls open that you can't quite believe it. Not only did I wear my stinkiest boots without socks, but I've been wearing your chastity key on my anklet all day, just so you know that I have the ability to free you at any moment. But don't get too excited because I have no intention of doing that. I love knowing that you are powerless and at my mercy. It turns me on to see you begging and pleading for release, but I just smile and tease you even more. Oh, darling, you really thought you were going to get your chastity key back, didn't you? How naive of you. You see, you're nothing but a little slave to me, a plaything for my pleasure. And I know exactly how much you crave my touch, my dominance, my control over you. So no, you're not getting your key back. Instead, you're going to do something much more degrading, much more humiliating. You're going to suck the sweat from my stinky little toes. Yes, that's right, you're going to lick and suck and taste every inch of my feet, no matter how gross and smelly they may be. And you're going to do it with a smile on your face, because you know that's exactly what I want from you. You're going to worship my feet, adoring every inch of them, because you know that's what turns me on. You're going to give me the pleasure I crave, the pleasure only you can give me. So get down on your knees, slave, and prepare to worship me. Because I am your queen, and you are nothing but a little foot-licking servant to me. And I'll make sure you never forget it.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Home Sweet Home
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Well, well, well, look who's back. My little foot slut, you must be dying to get a whiff of my feet. I know you've been craving them since the moment I left. Come on, get down on your knees and worship them.
Oh, my poor feet, they've been trapped in these ballet flats all day long. Can you smell them from there I can see how much you want to bury your nose in them. Go ahead, take a deep breath. Inhale all that sweaty, stinky aroma.
Mmm, doesn't that smell delicious I bet you're getting hard just from the scent alone. How pathetic. You're such a foot slut that even my smelly feet turn you on. You're nothing but a toy for me to use and abuse as I please.
Now, get to work and lick my feet clean. Don't miss a single spot. Use that tongue of yours to lap up all that sweat and dirt. You know how much I love seeing you at my feet, groveling and begging for more.
And speaking of begging, what's this I see Your little chastity cage is still on How unfortunate for you. I bet you were hoping I'd unlock you as soon as I got back. Well, think again. You'll be staying locked up and horny for a while longer.
I can't believe I forgot to bring the key with me. Oh well, I guess you'll just have to suffer a little longer. It's so amusing to see you squirm and beg for release. You're nothing but a desperate little slave, completely at my mercy.
But don't worry, I'll have someone mail the key eventually. I have no intention of unlocking you any time soon, but I suppose I can't keep you locked up forever. You'll just have to wait and see when your next release will be.
In the meantime, keep licking my feet and begging for more. You're nothing but a foot slut to me, and I love every minute of it.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Glitz, Glam & Glitter
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As I stand before you, my beautiful and powerful body, my bare feet seem to call to you, don't they? You can't resist the temptation, the desire that wells up inside you when you see them. I know you are a foot slave, and I know that my feet have become the ultimate obsession for you.
But tonight, my dear slave, is a night for something special. You see, I have a surprise for you. I have brought some liquid glitter with me, and I'm going to use it to make my feet even more beautiful, more alluring, more irresistible than they already are.
Watch closely as I take the glitter and slowly pour it over my heels and soles. See how it drips down my skin, shimmering and sparkling in the dim light of the room. Every drop that falls seems to intensify the power my feet have over you, doesn't it?
I know you can hardly contain yourself as you watch, but you must be patient, my dear. You must wait until I am ready to let you touch them. Until then, you can only admire them from afar, imagining what it would feel like to worship them, to lick them, to kiss them, to be at their mercy.
But don't worry, my slave. You will get your chance soon enough. And when you do, I will be there to guide you, to control you, to make you submit to my every whim and desire. You will become nothing but a willing servant to my feet, begging for more and more of their intoxicating power.
So, stay here with me, watch as the glitter drips and shimmers on my feet, and wait for the moment when you can finally get close enough to taste their sweet nectar. And when that moment comes, I promise you will never want to leave my side again.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Fishnets and Converse
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As I sit here on the couch, my legs crossed and my fishnet stockings on full display, I can't help but feel a rush of excitement as I think about the way they must look to you. The way the fabric clings to my skin, hugging my curves and highlighting the contours of my legs, makes me feel so damn sexy. I can't help but wonder what's going through your mind as you look at me. Are you thinking about how you'd love to run your hands over my legs, to feel the softness of my skin through the roughness of the fishnets? Are you imagining what it would feel like to slide your fingers under the stockings and trace the lines of my thighs, my knees, my calves? I take my time, slowly slipping off my sneakers, letting them drop to the floor with a thud and revealing that I didn’t wear socks with them. I can feel your eyes on me, roaming up my legs and taking in the sight of my bare fishnet soles. I can tell you're getting turned on by what you see, and I love it. I can't help but smile as I imagine what's running through your mind right now. The thoughts of what you'd like to do to my feet, the way you want to touch them, kiss them, and worship them. I know you're thinking about how soft and smooth they are, and how good they would feel wrapped around your cock. And I can't blame you, my feet are amazing. I've always loved how they look in fishnet stockings, and I know you do too. The way the fabric clings to my skin, the way it accentuates the shape of my toes, it's all so incredibly sexy. I can't help but stroke my legs, feeling the soft nylon against my skin, knowing how irresistible my feet must look in these stockings. But you know what I really want? I want someone to come over here and worship my feet. To run their tongue over the tops of my toes, to suck on my heels, to nibble on the soles of my feet. Can you imagine it? The sensation of those fishnet stockings rubbing against your face as you lick and suck on my feet? It would be pure heaven. I know you're imagining it, and it's making you hard. I can see it in your eyes. You want to taste my feet so badly, to feel the fishnet stockings rubbing against your face as you please me. And I want it too, so much. So come on, don't be shy. Come over here and worship my feet. I promise you won't regret it.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Erotic Elegance
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I see you're admiring my dress. It's sheer mesh, you know. It's a bit risqué, I'll admit. But I like to think of it as a way to show off my beauty. It does its job perfectly, revealing just enough to leave you wanting more unless you catch it in the right light… then you can see everything. I noticed the way your gaze lingered on my curves, taking in every inch of my body through the sheer fabric. I know that my body is quite alluring, but it's my legs and feet that really get your attention. You seem to be quite taken with my stockinged legs and peep toe heels, my dear. I must say, I quite enjoy the attention. I know the power that my femininity holds. And, I must say, the way your gaze lingers on my legs tells me that you are well aware of it too. Are you feeling the heat rising within you, as I know I am? Let's not pretend that this is just a casual glance. You want to touch, don't you? To run your hands along the silky stockings and feel the heat of my skin through them? To stroke the arch of my foot as I tease you with my peep-toe heels? Well, I can't blame you, I do have some pretty tasty looking feet. But before you dive in, let me give you a little tease. Watch as I slowly slip off my heels, revealing my stocking-clad feet. Mmm, you like that don't you? Watching me slip off these heels, revealing my perfectly manicured toes and stockinged soles. Oh my, are you enjoying the view? My stockinged soles are just begging for some attention. I can see the way your eyes are fixed on them, how they're making your pulse race. You want to feel my soles against your face, don't you? Well, I have to admit, the thought of you worshiping my feet sends shivers down my spine. Well, I'm going to make you work for it. I want you to kiss the tips of my toes, slowly and sensually. Run your tongue along the length of my soles and feel the smooth silk of my stockings against your face. I want you to take your time and savor every moment. And when I tell you to, I want you to bury your face in my soles and kiss them until I tell you to stop. I want you to be completely devoted to me and my stockinged feet.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Flirty Wood Sandals
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You know what I love most about summer? Wearing cute little wooden sandals like these! They're perfect for showing off my cute little feet and letting my toes breathe. And I know you can't help but stare at them, can you? They're just so sexy and irresistible, I can't help but love showing them off. I love the way my toes look in these sandals, they look so delicate and pretty. I know you can't help but stare at them, and I don't blame you. They're just so irresistible. I love the way the straps wrap around my ankles, it makes my legs look so long and lean. These sandals are the perfect accessory to show off my pedicure and make my feet look even more delicious. I can't help but wiggle my toes, knowing that you're watching and getting turned on by every motion. But it's not just the sandals that are doing it for you, is it? It's my feet. My cute little toes that you can't take your eyes off of. You want to kiss them, don't you? I can see it in your eyes. You want to feel the softness of my skin against your lips, to taste the salt of my sweat as you explore every inch of my feet. And I know you're thinking about all the things you want to do to my feet. You want to massage them, to suck on my toes, to nibble on my heels. You want to feel the arch of my foot as you slide your fingers between my toes. Well don't just admire them from afar, come closer and take a good look. Go ahead, give them a sniff, they're freshly pedicured and smelling divine. And when you're done admiring, it's time for some worship. Yes, you heard me right, worship. I command you to kiss each and every one of my toes, starting with the big toe and working your way down. And don't be shy, give each toe some love and attention. And while you're at it, give my heels a little lick too. Trust me, they're just as delicious as they look... but don't even think about taking these sandals off, they're staying on. I want you to worship and kiss my feet while they're encased in these beautiful wooden wonders. And when I finally take off these sandals, you'll know that you've been given the ultimate privilege. You'll be the one chosen to worship at my feet, to kiss and adore them. And trust me, you won't want to stop. My feet are an addiction, one that you'll never be able to resist.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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An Evening Out
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I know how much you love to watch me undress. You're just dying to see what's underneath, aren't you? But you'll have to wait a little longer, my dear. I like to take my time and make you beg for it. As I slide my stockings down my legs, I can feel the anticipation building. I know you're watching every move I make, and I'm enjoying the power I have over you. Once my stockings are off, I reach for my vibrator. I'm going to make myself cum while you watch, and you'll just have to imagine how good it feels. But remember, this is all for my pleasure. You're not allowed to come without my permission, so just sit back and enjoy the show. I'll let you know when it's your turn. I'll make sure to give you a good show as I bring myself to a delicious orgasm. Remember, it's all about my pleasure. You can only come when I say so.
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misspanthresspaws · 1 year
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Lunch Break Lounging
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Welcome back, my eager little foot admirer. I bet you've been counting down the minutes, haven't you? Well, your wait is over. I've just arrived home from a grueling day at the office, and let me tell you, my feet are absolutely screaming for your attention. They're sore, tired, and drenched in sweat after being confined in these sandals all day. But don't get any ideas about rushing through this. I've got a full hour for my lunch break, and I plan to spend every delicious second indulging in your devotion.
Now, on your knees, where you belong. I don't want to hear a word from you unless it's to beg for more. Take your time as you delicately remove my sandals. I want to hear the gentle rustle of the straps, the anticipation building with each one. Feel the power dynamic shift as my feet are slowly revealed, knowing that they're entirely at your mercy.
And now, for the main event. I can practically smell the anticipation radiating from you as you get close to my feet. But let's not waste any time, shall we? Get that eager nose of yours right under my toes, and inhale deeply. Yes, that's it: savor the heady mixture of my sweat and the scent of my well-worn sandals. I want you to become absolutely intoxicated with the smell, to be utterly overwhelmed by the irresistible power of my feet.
Breathe it in, darling, and remember that you're here for my pleasure. Your nose buried beneath my toes is exactly where you belong, serving as a testament to your unwavering devotion. This is a privilege, my loyal foot servant, one that you'll cherish for every moment it lasts.
Once I'm convinced you've inhaled every bit of my delicious aroma, then, and only then, will I permit you to worship them. I'll need you to start by gently massaging my aching soles, using the perfect amount of pressure to ease away the knots and tension that have built up. Your hands should be skilled and attentive, as you work your magic to ensure my feet receive the pampering they deserve.
Remember, this isn't about you. It's all about my pleasure. Your lunch break is now dedicated to my foot worship session, and I intend to make the most of it. You'll need to be at your absolute best, my devoted foot slave, because this hour is a privilege that you'll savor for as long as it lasts.
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