Mercy served with indifference. I grant my slave a rare reward, teasing him lightly while barely giving him my attention. I casually scroll through my phone as he worships at my feet.

My little act of mercy leaves him completely overwhelmed. Now, be a good boy and thank me for letting you cum only under my feet.

A beautiful afternoon, and I’m just a stunning Goddess sitting comfortably on top of my slave while checking my phone. He makes the perfect footrest while I relax and enjoy having him beneath me.

The best of footjob on stockings.

4 clips with cumming in the last one.

All the ways to inflict pain on your balls.

4 ballbusting clips, kicking with bare feet, heels and boots.

The best of footjob from Goddess Astrid

4 clips with the taste of slow and cruel teasing

When I order my slave to get on all fours to be kicked in the balls, I'm feeling even more cruel. That means I don't want him to know when the blows are coming his way, so he's waiting at any moment for my feet to bust his unprotected, fragile, stupid balls.
Tonight I have a special surprise: after kicking with my fierce bare feet, I put on a new pair of high heels. They are black and shiny, with a very interesting feature: spikes at the top. Definitely the kind of thing a Goddess wants to inflict deeper, more penetrating pain on her slave.

At the end, I clap my fingers and I allow him to feel the taste of the weapons that tormented him.

After being under my shoes, feeling its soles rubbing his cock, my slave goes through another session, now savoring the warmth of my feet wearing these gorgeous stockings.
He is still not allowed to cum. I step hard on his dick and move my feet in such a sensual way that he's about to explode. After all, he was a good boy and managed to restrain himself.
Could you also hold your orgasm back all this time to please me?

One of the most difficult tasks for the slave is to contain his orgasm while tasting one foot in his mouth and feeling the other pressing his pathetic cock. It’s too much for that weak little creature, but he has no way out: cumming is a blessing that requires express authorization.
So he stood as strong as he could while my foot went in and out of his mouth. He gags on it, feels his throat pressed and can’t help but lick my toes and soles every time they appear in front of his face. Meanwhile, he has his dick and balls rubbed and stepped on, so he can suffer better for my pleasure.

Well well, it looks like it’s cum day for my slave.
I’m wearing gloves and latex pants and I feel even more fierce. So I’ll give him a hard, intense handjob and slap his balls mercilessly while he licks my feet with devotion and gives himself over. He’s going to spill all his cum, but I’m not going to stop right away: as a payment for his undeserved orgasm, he’s going to take extra tormenting strokes while he remains under my precious feet.
You’d better enjoy it: cumming is becoming rarer everyday for my pets.

It's a day for hard blows on my pathetic slave. Sometimes the best thing a girl can do to relax is to slap a stupid face, hard and repeatedly. I also take pleasure in watching a slave's skin turn red as he desperately tries to breathe against my hands on his throat, to observe the power I have to simply make him vanish if I'm in the mood for it.
I'll allow him to touch my feet with his unworthy lips for a while. He'll kiss and worship the weapon that will slap him harder and harder in the face until I feel like I'm done.

If you ever actually tasted feet, you know they have a special flavor when they’re warm and sweaty right after a workout session. A taste of flesh, a binding smell of heaven.
Today was back day + cardio at the gym. I ordered my slave to be ready to serve me: first, I left him feel the sweet scent of my worn out shoes. He tasted my hot, wet socks and licked them dearly until I decided to shove them in his mouth.
These socks are kind of big, by the way. Not easy for him at all to put his tongue out and reach my wonderful bare feet. But of course he made his way: what else could be more rewarding than my sweaty soles?

This clip is the finest kind of art: teasing and denial under my charming shoes and stockings.
It’s a cool night and I got ready to go out too early. I was TOO GORGEOUS to contain myself and had some time to spend. So I ordered my slave to lie down on the floor: as he would stick around without me, I decided to add to his poor mindless head one more reason for him to think about my feet every second I was absent: the pain of denial.
So I sat comfortably on my armchair and picked up my phone. While I checked on my social media, I blessed him with slow, penetrating movements of my feet. The soles of my shoes gently rubbed his balls, resting lazily on his dick as I crossed my legs. He felt my heels scratching him, his balls on fire, obediently.
This is how you make a slave melt without cumming. And that’s how your aching, frustrated balls will remind you of my power every second.