I'm getting ready for a date with my new boyfriend.

While I'm talking on the phone with him, my bitch slave is pathetically licking my feet, showing me the difference between a real man and a human maggot.

He sucks on my toes, while I passionately talk with my boyfriend telling him how ridiculous my slave is.

After a few minutes, I order my foot bitch to put my high heeled sandals on my feet, and leave the hotel suite, abandoning the sorry excuse of a man that my slave is.

I'm on a business trip, handling important work and managing incompetent people.

I'm at the desk in my hotel suite.

I'm resting my high heeled office shoes on my slave's face.

He's lying on the floor, handcuffed, with his cock imprisoned in a cage. Ridiculous.

He worships my shoes, while I talk on the phone.

I then make him lick my feet, while I vent my frustrations whipping him.

I use his face as footrest, pressing my beautiful soles on it.

I'm sitting on the couch, relaxing.

My pathetic slave is smelling my nylon feet, completely obsessed with the aroma.

I tell him to kiss my soles.

I then realize how smelly my nylons must be, so I command my slave to lie down on the floor.

I step on his body and make him wash my nylons with his mouth.

So stupid, how he looks, while I gag him with my feet and slap his stupid face.

After my nylons are washed, I tell him to take them off and to start kissing my soft, sweaty soles.

I got something new for my slave. A little whip.

He's miserably lying on the floor, with his hands cuffed behind his back, and his cock caged.

I sit on the couch, and show him our new toy.

He crawls towards me, like a pathetic worthless maggot.

I command him to worship my feet, and every time he does it improperly, I whip his back.

He moans in pain, and every time he moans, I whip him again.

It's so pleasurable to play with his mind. So ridiculous, and yet so enjoyable to me.

Ich hatte einen so stressigen Tag bei der Arbeit.

Zum Glück habe ich meine Fuß-Hure 24/7 bereit, also kann ich ihn nutzen, um meine Frustrationen auf eine gesunde Weise zu kanalisieren... Zumindest für mich, oder?

Sobald ich durch die Tür gehe, begrüßt er mich, küsst meine Füße. Er ist angekettet und sein Schwanz ist gekäfigt.

Dann trample ich auf ihm mit meinen scharfen Stilettos, lasse ihn leiden, während ich ihn auch den Schmutz von den Sohlen meiner Schuhe lecken lasse.

Dann muss er meine schweißnassen Füße verehren, meine schönen Sohlen und zwischen meinen Zehen lecken.

Nur ein weiterer normaler Tag, für mich und für meinen Sklaven.

I'm sitting comfortably on my couch, with my legs crossed.

My pathetic slave is kneeling in front of me, desperate for my commands.

I tell him to kiss the dirty bottoms of my beautiful high heeled shoes.

After a little while, I order him to take my shoes off and to kiss my gorgeous soles.

He kisses, while also smelling the scent trapped between my toes, inhaling the divine aroma.

I then make him worship my feet. He licks the soles and suck on my toes.

My feet are beautiful, and a temptation to any man desperate to serve me.

Nach einem anstrengenden Tag gibt es nichts Besseres, als nach Hause zu kommen und meinen Sklaven zu benutzen, um meine Bedürfnisse zu erfüllen.

Er begrüßt mich, küsst meine Füße wie eine gute kleine Hündin.

Dann lasse ich ihn die Sohlen meiner glänzenden High Heels lecken.

Ich setze mich auf das Sofa, aber ich bin nicht zufrieden. Ich brauche etwas mehr.

Ich beschließe, mich auf das erbärmliche Gesicht meines Sklaven zu setzen.

Er stöhnt, während sein Gesicht unter meinem Gewicht zerquetscht wird, und versucht, etwas Luft zu bekommen.

Ich sage ihm, er soll den Mund halten. Ich beginne, meinen Körper auf und ab zu bewegen, was ihn noch mehr leiden lässt.

Es ist ein bequemer Sitz, schade, dass er so hässlich ist.

I know how hungry my slave is for my gorgeous feet.

I'm a merciful Goddess, so I give him the privilege of satisfying his hunger for my dusty soles and sweaty toes.

He's leashed, crawling behind him. I sit on chair, and I start to play with his desperation, by ordering him to caress and kiss my legs. He then proceeds to my feet.

He carefully kisses me feet, slowly descending into his own humiliation, until he has no choice but to start sucking on my toes and licking my dusty soles.

His hunger is my privilege. His despair is my luxury.

As I was getting ready to rest, I got distracted and just laid in my bed, exposing my beautiful white socks.

My slave knows that I expect my feet to get worshipped every time I'm relaxing, so he quickly put his nose and mouth to work.

He began by smelling my socks, inhaling the sweet aroma from my divine feet.

He then removed the socks and started to passionately kiss and lick my soles, and eventually started to suck my toes and lick in between them.

I was pleased, but not surprised. After all, he's my slave, and I expect him to do his job.

My slave has many purposes and uses.

One of them is to just be my floor.

As I'm sitting on a chair, I'm resting my sexy high heeled mules on his face and chest, ignoring the fact the sharp heels are digging on his skin.

After a couple minutes I command him to take the heels off my feet, so that I can a relax a bit more. I tell him to massage them. He complies.

When I'm done with the massage, I just put my feet on his stupid face, to remind him of his place.

I then order him to put my heels back on, and leave. He crawls behind me like a pathetic maggot.

After a day at the pool, my feet got so dirty from walking all day on the grass and pavement.

I knew this wasn't a problem, because I have someone ready to clean my beautiful soles as soon as I get inside.

My slave was waiting for me, awaiting for my arrival.

I showed him how disgusting my feet were. He took a glance, knowing what we would endure to satisfy my needs.

I told him to lay on his back. I then stood on him, trampling on his belly and chest.

He put his tongue, and I started to drag my filthy soles on it.

My feet started to get cleaner right away, while my slave had to swallow all that filth and grime.

I wasn't fully satisfied, so I told him to suck on my dirty, sweaty toes.

Poor foot bitch, turned into a human foot washing machine!

Ich weiß, wie verzweifelt du bist, mir zu dienen und mich anzubeten.

Ich weiß, dass du mich bezahlen würdest, um den Dreck und Schmutz von meinen dreckigen Sohlen zu lecken. Du bist widerlich und erbärmlich.

Du denkst, ich merke nicht, dass du besessen auf meine Füße starrst, aber da irrst du dich. Ich habe es in dem Moment bemerkt, als du auftauchtest.

Du bist ein Fußfreak und das weißt du.

Genieße es und träume davon, meine kleine, erbärmliche Fußschlampe zu sein. Das ist alles, was du jemals von mir bekommen wirst: eine Fantasie.