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.

Tuve un día tan estresante en el trabajo.

Por suerte, tengo a mi perra de pies disponible 24/7, así que puedo usarlo para canalizar mis frustraciones de una manera saludable... Al menos para mí, ¿verdad?

En cuanto cruzo la puerta, me saluda besando mis pies. Está encadenado y su polla está enjaulada.

Luego lo pisoteo con mis afilados tacones de aguja, haciéndole sufrir mientras también lo hago lamer la suciedad de las suelas de mis zapatos.

Luego tiene que adorar mis pies sudorosos, lamiendo mis hermosas suelas y entre mis dedos de los pies.

Solo otro día normal, para mí y para mi esclavo.

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.

Después de un día ajetreado, no hay nada mejor que llegar a casa y usar a mi esclavo para atender mis necesidades.

Me saluda, besando mis pies como una buena perrita.

Luego le hago lamer las suelas de mis brillantes zapatos de tacón alto.

Me siento en el sofá, pero no estoy satisfecha. Necesito algo más.

Decido sentarme en la patética cara de mi esclavo.

Él gime mientras su cara es aplastada bajo mi peso, tratando de respirar.

Le digo que se calle. Empiezo a rebotar mi cuerpo, haciéndolo sufrir aún más.

Es un asiento cómodo, es una pena que sea tan feo.

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!

Acabo de despertarme y, como la mayoría de ustedes sabe, lo primero que necesito por la mañana es que me laman los pies.

Mi esclavo está descansando debajo de la cama, pero lo despierto rápidamente, y él gatea lentamente desde debajo del armazón de la cama, y coloca su cara justo debajo de mis pies, para que yo pueda apoyarlos sobre ella.

Le digo que los lama. Él los adora desesperadamente, demostrándome que todavía es digno de ser mi esclavo. Me recuesto y disfruto del sol matutino que entra por la ventana.

Luego me levanto y sigo con mi día, con mi perra de pies gateando detrás de mí como un gusano patético.

He estado de vacaciones y paso el tiempo en la piscina.

Mi esclavo está encerrado en un armario, ya que no quiero ver su estúpida cara cuando no lo uso.

De todos modos, después de unas horas en la piscina, volví adentro para poder hablar con mi amiga.

Me senté en una silla y abrí el armario, liberando a mi perra de los pies.

Él se arrodilló frente a mí, besándome los pies.

Luego le dije que los lamiera, para relajarme mientras hablaba por teléfono. También usé su cara como reposapiés.

Después de quedar satisfecha, le ordené que volviera al armario para yo regresar a la piscina.

¡Es genial tener un lugar donde puedo mantener a mi esclavo fuera de la vista y sacarlo solo cuando necesito que me adoren los pies!