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— Foot Sucker —An erotic tale of domination, by Mistress Ali..
🕑 Added 2024-12-09 14:00:05 +0000 UTC— Foot Sucker —
An erotic tale of domination, by Mistress Aline.
I stand in front of you, my long black hair cascading down my bare shoulders. My emerald green eyes glint mischievously as I gaze upon your pathetic form. I am wearing nothing but black french lace lingerie that clings to my lithe frame, accentuating every curve and hollow. You can't help but stare at my ample cleavage, my perky nipples poking through the delicate fabric.
"What are you waiting for, you useless sack of shit?" I sneer, my voice dripping with disdain. "Get on your knees and worship my feet."
You comply without hesitation, your eyes never leaving mine as you sidle closer and lower yourself to the ground. Your tongue darts out, tracing a wet path along my stocking-clad toes, and I can't help but laugh.
"You really are a foot-sucker, aren't you?" I taunt, my voice filled with mockery. "How pitiful. How fucking disgusting."
You don't respond, instead focusing your attention on lavishing my feet with your tongue, your lips, your teeth. I let you continue for a few more minutes, my laughter subsiding as I begin to enjoy the sensation of your adoration. But then I remember who you are - a loser, a nobody, a pitiful excuse for a man - and I can't help but revel in your subservience.
"That's enough," I command, my voice sharp. "Get up and leave."
You look up at me, your eyes pleading, but I remain unmoved. I point to the door, my lips curling into a sneer.
"Now," I bark.
You scramble to your feet, your eyes downcast as you shuffle towards the door. I watch you go, my lips curling into a smirk as I revel in the power I hold over you. As the door slams shut behind you, I can't help but laugh.
"Pathetic," I mutter to myself, shaking my head. "Absolutely pathetic."
I turn and saunter towards the bedroom, my hips swaying seductively. I know that I am desired, that I am wanted. And I relish in the knowledge that I am in control - always in control.
As I slip between the cool sheets, I can't help but think about the next loser who will come crawling to me, begging for a taste of my divine presence. I will oblige, of course - but only on my terms.
I close my eyes, a wicked smile playing at my lips. I am Mistress Aline, and I am not to be trifled with.
