Tonight, you’re my foot rest.
Oh, so look who’s here… soo....already drooling through your screen at the sight of my feet in this saree, my anklet chiming softly just for you. Is this your first time worshipping an Indian Mistress’s divine feet? If yes, then take it all in slowly… you’re lucky to even be here. Get on your knees. Press your forehead down. Breathe deep and thank me for letting you gaze at what you’ll never be worthy of touching.
Not your first time? Then you already know your place, don’t you? Kneel. Faster this time. You should be embarrassed crawling back to0:" me" like the desperate little foot slave you are.
Tonight, you’re my foot rest.
My soles are aching from a long day of being superior to creeps like you, and you’re going to fix that.
I’ll prop my feet up on your face, and you’ll stay perfectly still, feeling every curve of my arch press into your worthless skin. No squirming. No whining. Just be my warm, silent stool while I ignore you completely.
But maybe I’m feeling a little soft tonight… so here’s a treat. Unbuckle your pants...yeah Slowly. And KEEP YOUR EYES ON MY FEET.
Now, wrap your hand around that desperate little cock. No squeezing yet. Just hold it. Feel how hard you are just from my anklet and a glimpse of my arch? SO PATHETICC!!!! but sweet. Stroke for me now. Two fingers only. Thumb and index. SLOW Don’t you dare speed up without permission.
Now lean closer to the screen. Imagine the scent of my feet after a long day… YESS warm, musky and divine. That’s the closest you’ll ever get to worshipping them. Stroke a little faster now,.
Good boy.
You’re getting close, aren’t you? Edge for me. Hands off right at the brink. Breathe... Look at my soles.
Now beg. Say, "Please Mistress, let me cum for your feet."
YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO CUM.
Good boy.
Now back to your place.
You’re still my foot rest.
Stay silent, stay still, and be grateful I gave you even a moment of my attention.