Bought For The Night – A Lesbian Foot Worship & Domination Erotica

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Bought For The Night – A Lesbian Foot Worship & Domination Erotica

Bought For The Night – A Lesbian Foot Worship & Domination Erotica

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That at any given time, we find ourselves under other people's power, and occasionally have power over others. You can also read exclusive stories, and get early access to new chapters, via the link in my signature. If there’s anything distinctive about her feet as opposed to that of any random person, I certainly can’t spot them.

I should get out of here,” I say, and begin to duck away, mortified by how complete a fool I’ve just made of myself. I refresh my feed obsessively, and eventually navigate to her fetish profile, browsing the gallery I’ve gained such an intimate familiarity with at this point. I don’t know why I get these intrusive thought, but they cut through my mind like a knife through butter. Think about the jealousy you will feel the day I aggressively come onto Frank and make him mine again, while you watch like a little bitch. The truth is, I am so devoured by my own arousal that I'm barely thinking about Frank, even as Holly details how she's going to break us up.

Unbeknownst to Frank, we're chatting to the same person, to the Sole Monarch who's already decided it's time to break us up. I'm captivated by the beauty of the arch, the perfect symmetry of her toes' decreasing size, the heel just begging to be sucked. Tears pooling in my eyes, Holly's toe resting lightly on my tongue, I realise I am already defeated. Badly," I say, forgetting to address her appropriately, barely giving her time to finish the question.

Besides, she won’t know it was me, just like she didn’t know I purchased a set of premium foot pics from her, back when I still believed this was all a matter of curiosity, rather than attraction. I recently got into a reltionship with a woman who will never walk and was surprised to find that no story exists (That I can find) with a woman without the use of her legs. I gasp and moan, my mouth stretching open in shock and outrage and pleasure - and that's when Holly's left foot slams into my mouth, while the right descends upon my head to guide me down, like a domineering hand would during a blowjob. Frank got home earlier than me, as expected, and is intently staring at his phone while lounging on the sofa. And a new opportunity is coming up: for the second weekend in a row, Frank will be away on a work event.

Good pet <3 we're going to hold a little welcome-back party for Frank," she types, as excitement and dread fill the pit of my stomach. My slutty maid outfit clinging around my curves like a lover's embrace, my legs folded beneath me as I kneel on the floor, I throw myself at Holly's feet like a trick-turning whore. I plant my knees better on the ground, like I really am a trick-turning whore about to deepthroat a guy, and I flex slightly under Holly's right foot, to give myself the space I need to give her a good show. Still, my fledging training can't keep my heart from racing, when Frank finally crosses the threshold into my home, and the beginning of our new lives together.

Four friends on vacation save a girl freezing out in the snow, and out of gratitude she reveals herself as a sorceress! Hell, she’s even a redhead, and I’ve met my share of guys who would consider that reason enough to bang her. Because the idea of shoving my face against the insole and breathing Holly’s sweat in – while literally paying for the privilege – arouses me to no end. Our protagonist has been prophesied to die should Charybdis, the Living Whirlpool, remain chained to the ocean floor.The familiar taste of Holly's foot sweat greets me, as her toes worm their way past my lips and into my mouth.

I might be drunk with weakness and subservience, but I’m not stupid – I recognise the words for what they are. Before I can move, however, Holly puts her feet on the table, gesturing for me to get off the chair and back onto my knees. My knees are getting sore from the cold tile floor beneath me, and Holly's feet are just out of reach, perched up on the kitchen table.I can hear the furious beating of my own heart, thundering against my ears, and my knees have turned to jell-o. Trying to stay away from the feet game as that has been covered a fair amount already but a small amount is acceptable. During the day, she rampages, causing earthquakes with every footfall, eating villages in her path, and killing anything and everything that approaches. As always, if you'd like to read ahead, get exclusive stories and support my work, you can check out the link in my signature.



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