Miss Roper

You are so captivated by my feet, desperate for the sight of my spread toes and scrunched wrinkles. These soles of mine make your dick twitch, palms eager to wrap your hand around the shaft and stroke to the sight of them. You DO NOT, have permission to do so. As you watch my perfect feet tease with their manipulative movements, you will place your hands underneath you and sit on them; never to be removed no matter how hard that cock grows in anticipation. Pre-cum will leak from you like a waterfall, your body trembling with desire and longing as my glistening blue toes begin to match the shade your balls are turning as they fill with pent up lust. I will drive you mad with these feet of mine, your clear longing only fueling me to taunt you more with these soles that send every foot slut such as yourself spiraling in admiration and worship. They will make you weak, and have you wrapped tighter around my finger as you beg for a mere finger to be allowed to touch your swollen shaft....

Never.

These blue toes will leave you with blue balls, once more.

This, this is a real treat for you eager little foot slut. I NEVER, wear socks; and this pair in particular I've been sporting for several hours now in the summer sun. Thick cotton knee highs, which are soaked in the fragrant scent of vinegar from the sweat I've worked up. The soles of my shoes in which they were housed in being so damp, I could feel my toes squishing within. Can you imagine, what it would be like to feel these sweat socks pressed against your face, covering your features as your nose deeply inhaled? A foot perverts paradise. I know you've been so eager to see me in socks for sometime, for me to cover my essence in bottom fabric for you to day dream about being flattened underneath them. Or perhaps gagged? Listen as I explain all the things I'd love to do to you while wearing these sweaty, stinky socks of mine.

I don't want a fucking loser who can barely scrape by, striving for a simple means to survive and nothing more. I will lend you my strength, strength who've never been able to muster on your own within that fragile beta body. I will turn you into a knight, a strong warrior in your day to day only as a means for you to give me all that you have. All that you will earn. You will become a building block in the foundation of my thriving empire in which you so desperately crave to be apart of.

(This is a custom video fantasy brought to life, no specific name used. To order your own email: raquel roper xxx @ gmail *remove spaces*.)


" I want to visit a friend and his family but when I arrive only you, his little foster step-daughter is at home. You ask me to follow you into the kitchen. I could wait for the others there. In the kitchen you tell me that you are very hungry. You grab some cheese out of the fridge and start to eat. When I ask you where the rest of the family is, you just laugh and tell me that you have a confession to make. You were so hungry this morning, you shrunk and ate them all. Yes, you are a Giantess and you can shrink people. No problem if I don ́t believe you, because I will be next. I will feel how it is to be shrunken and eaten alive. You use your Giantess powers to get control over me. I can ́t move any more, no chance to run away. You explain to me that I only can follow your orders now. You tell me to undress, you don ́t want to eat my cloth. I don ́t want but I have to do it. When I am naked you have a closer look at my body. You tell me that you prefer younger victims, but between two slices of cheese I will make a good snack. You come very close to me to let me watch you chewing some cheese. This is where you go and meet your end, you tell me. While still eating some cheese you grab my cock and start to stroke it. It only takes a minute or two and your magic hand makes me cum. Now you shrink me down. You pick me up and place me on a slice of cheese. My last POV is how you look down to me and the second slice is slowly coming down on top of me (here POV ends). You eat me up with a few big bites from toe to head. At the end is a hard bite to crush my head. After you devoured me you are still hungry. You think that you should eat the rest of my family too, before you leave and look for a new foster family. END "

My ass has been sweating in the summer heat all day long, the fragrant smell stored within my full back satin panties wedged up in between my cheek. The fabric clinging to my frame perfectly, showing off my round butt that you'd do anything to dive your nose into. Stinky pervert. The fact that you wish you could BE this very pair of satin panties on my ass is ridiculous. Your desperation to be as close as you can to it running rampant throughout, causing your meager cock to bulge within your pants and your eyes remaining locked onto my satin covered ass. Totally enslaved by the sight, the movements, my gaze staring at you from up above as you are down below. So close to it yet so far away. Lucky for you stinky pervert, I'm feeling generous. You want your very own pair of satin panties that have grazed my ass for hours on end to huff and rub your face all over like a drooling mutt? You'll first have to purchase this clip to learn how.

What an eager patient, held captive in a restrictive posey straitjacket and sensory deprivation hood; his cock pulsating between my fingers. I can feel his very heartbeat through my veins, the anticipation flowing through him as I slide him back and forth across my palm. Though one should be advised, my methods of medicine are a bit... unconventional. Enjoying making him jump in his bondage with surprise smacks and a balled up hand in between my slow, teasing; up and down movements on his swollen member. Pleasure with pain, pain in pleasure, all of my patients senses of the two become crossed underneath my sadistic, skillful hands. I enjoy making him rock hard, rubbing his cock's firmness in between my latex cleavage, feeling him slip away only to leave him in ruins. Building them up, only to break them down and leave them in unsatisfied agony. He can't have an orgasm after all, as that could lead to a malpractice suit...and Nurse Roper can't have that. I take my job very, seriously.

I'll give you permission to stroke, and have that full fledged orgasm in which you crave... however as you should know by now, there's a catch. A price to be paid. With risk, comes this reward. I truly do want you to jerk for me today, pumping out your pent up lust I've bestowed upon you with my wicked tongue, entrancing eyes, captivating body and sensually sadistic mind.. but you are to do so ONLY while at work. Maybe you are so eager, and won't be able to wait until your lunch break. Perhaps I've simply brain washed you into a dummy that can only think with his dick, pushing you to drop-trou right in the middle of your cubicle. Whatever you do, wherever you work. Today, on the job you'll stroke it for Miss Roper.

This, this is a real treat for you eager little foot slut. I NEVER, wear socks; and this pair in particular I've been sporting for several hours now in the summer sun. Thick cotton knee highs, which are soaked in the fragrant scent of vinegar from the sweat I've worked up. The soles of my shoes in which they were housed in being so damp, I could feel my toes squishing within. Can you imagine, what it would be like to feel these sweat socks pressed against your face, covering your features as your nose deeply inhaled? A foot perverts paradise. I know you've been so eager to see me in socks for sometime, for me to cover my essence in bottom fabric for you to day dream about being flattened underneath them. Or perhaps gagged? Listen as I explain all the things I'd love to do to you while wearing these sweaty, stinky socks of mine.

I don't want a fucking loser who can barely scrape by, striving for a simple means to survive and nothing more. I will lend you my strength, strength who've never been able to muster on your own within that fragile beta body. I will turn you into a knight, a strong warrior in your day to day only as a means for you to give me all that you have. All that you will earn. You will become a building block in the foundation of my thriving empire in which you so desperately crave to be apart of.

This, this is a real treat for you eager little foot slut. I NEVER, wear socks; and this pair in particular I've been sporting for several hours now in the summer sun. Thick cotton knee highs, which are soaked in the fragrant scent of vinegar from the sweat I've worked up. The soles of my shoes in which they were housed in being so damp, I could feel my toes squishing within. Can you imagine, what it would be like to feel these sweat socks pressed against your face, covering your features as your nose deeply inhaled? A foot perverts paradise. I know you've been so eager to see me in socks for sometime, for me to cover my essence in bottom fabric for you to day dream about being flattened underneath them. Or perhaps gagged? Listen as I explain all the things I'd love to do to you while wearing these sweaty, stinky socks of mine.

I don't want a fucking loser who can barely scrape by, striving for a simple means to survive and nothing more. I will lend you my strength, strength who've never been able to muster on your own within that fragile beta body. I will turn you into a knight, a strong warrior in your day to day only as a means for you to give me all that you have. All that you will earn. You will become a building block in the foundation of my thriving empire in which you so desperately crave to be apart of.

I'll give you permission to stroke, and have that full fledged orgasm in which you crave... however as you should know by now, there's a catch. A price to be paid. With risk, comes this reward. I truly do want you to jerk for me today, pumping out your pent up lust I've bestowed upon you with my wicked tongue, entrancing eyes, captivating body and sensually sadistic mind.. but you are to do so ONLY while at work. Maybe you are so eager, and won't be able to wait until your lunch break. Perhaps I've simply brain washed you into a dummy that can only think with his dick, pushing you to drop-trou right in the middle of your cubicle. Whatever you do, wherever you work. Today, on the job you'll stroke it for Miss Roper.

I'll give you permission to stroke, and have that full fledged orgasm in which you crave... however as you should know by now, there's a catch. A price to be paid. With risk, comes this reward. I truly do want you to jerk for me today, pumping out your pent up lust I've bestowed upon you with my wicked tongue, entrancing eyes, captivating body and sensually sadistic mind.. but you are to do so ONLY while at work. Maybe you are so eager, and won't be able to wait until your lunch break. Perhaps I've simply brain washed you into a dummy that can only think with his dick, pushing you to drop-trou right in the middle of your cubicle. Whatever you do, wherever you work. Today, on the job you'll stroke it for Miss Roper.

What an eager patient, held captive in a restrictive posey straitjacket and sensory deprivation hood; his cock pulsating between my fingers. I can feel his very heartbeat through my veins, the anticipation flowing through him as I slide him back and forth across my palm. Though one should be advised, my methods of medicine are a bit... unconventional. Enjoying making him jump in his bondage with surprise smacks and a balled up hand in between my slow, teasing; up and down movements on his swollen member. Pleasure with pain, pain in pleasure, all of my patients senses of the two become crossed underneath my sadistic, skillful hands. I enjoy making him rock hard, rubbing his cock's firmness in between my latex cleavage, feeling him slip away only to leave him in ruins. Building them up, only to break them down and leave them in unsatisfied agony. He can't have an orgasm after all, as that could lead to a malpractice suit...and Nurse Roper can't have that. I take my job very, seriously.

My ass has been sweating in the summer heat all day long, the fragrant smell stored within my full back satin panties wedged up in between my cheek. The fabric clinging to my frame perfectly, showing off my round butt that you'd do anything to dive your nose into. Stinky pervert. The fact that you wish you could BE this very pair of satin panties on my ass is ridiculous. Your desperation to be as close as you can to it running rampant throughout, causing your meager cock to bulge within your pants and your eyes remaining locked onto my satin covered ass. Totally enslaved by the sight, the movements, my gaze staring at you from up above as you are down below. So close to it yet so far away. Lucky for you stinky pervert, I'm feeling generous. You want your very own pair of satin panties that have grazed my ass for hours on end to huff and rub your face all over like a drooling mutt? You'll first have to purchase this clip to learn how.

My ass has been sweating in the summer heat all day long, the fragrant smell stored within my full back satin panties wedged up in between my cheek. The fabric clinging to my frame perfectly, showing off my round butt that you'd do anything to dive your nose into. Stinky pervert. The fact that you wish you could BE this very pair of satin panties on my ass is ridiculous. Your desperation to be as close as you can to it running rampant throughout, causing your meager cock to bulge within your pants and your eyes remaining locked onto my satin covered ass. Totally enslaved by the sight, the movements, my gaze staring at you from up above as you are down below. So close to it yet so far away. Lucky for you stinky pervert, I'm feeling generous. You want your very own pair of satin panties that have grazed my ass for hours on end to huff and rub your face all over like a drooling mutt? You'll first have to purchase this clip to learn how.

I have something, that you are never going to get. Unworthy, undeserving. I'm beautiful, perfection from head to toe and girls like me don't end up with people like you. You will remain a hopeless virgin, abstinence naturally claiming you as it's own due to inferiority; for the rest of your days. I know exactly what losers like you really want, the power between my legs; my pretty perfect pussy that makes you feel drawn & helpless to my seduction, humiliation. What would you do with it anyway, if given a chance? You don't know the first thing about pleasing women, clueless dummy. You couldn't find the clit if I drew you a road map. However your desperation remains amusing. Losers, never get pussy. They only get to jerk their meager cocks to the day dream of it all.

I have something, that you are never going to get. Unworthy, undeserving. I'm beautiful, perfection from head to toe and girls like me don't end up with people like you. You will remain a hopeless virgin, abstinence naturally claiming you as it's own due to inferiority; for the rest of your days. I know exactly what losers like you really want, the power between my legs; my pretty perfect pussy that makes you feel drawn & helpless to my seduction, humiliation. What would you do with it anyway, if given a chance? You don't know the first thing about pleasing women, clueless dummy. You couldn't find the clit if I drew you a road map. However your desperation remains amusing. Losers, never get pussy. They only get to jerk their meager cocks to the day dream of it all.

You worship every inch of me, from head to toe; but don't think I haven't been paying attention to a particular part of me your eyes can't help but travel to and up. My long, luscious legs. Legs that make you hard, legs that make you weak, legs that make you want to stroke desperately. Admiring my calves, my thighs, the strength and flexibility I demonstrate as I spread and stretch. From down below you worship, as I tower over you. These legs make you feel so small. Such beautiful, long, luscious legs. Standing straight at attention like your meager hard cock. I can do so many things with them, these legs of mine; tricks to make that dick twitch. One of my best assets, you simply can't get enough.

You worship every inch of me, from head to toe; but don't think I haven't been paying attention to a particular part of me your eyes can't help but travel to and up. My long, luscious legs. Legs that make you hard, legs that make you weak, legs that make you want to stroke desperately. Admiring my calves, my thighs, the strength and flexibility I demonstrate as I spread and stretch. From down below you worship, as I tower over you. These legs make you feel so small. Such beautiful, long, luscious legs. Standing straight at attention like your meager hard cock. I can do so many things with them, these legs of mine; tricks to make that dick twitch. One of my best assets, you simply can't get enough.