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My doormat apparently thinks it can read. What’s that, you don’t think you’re one yet? One of these days I’m going to walk all over you. Quite literally slut. I’m going to take my pretty little heels, with their sharp spikes, and I’m going to bare you down to the ground under my boot. My feet will make you squirm like a needy little bitch while I pin you down.
You’ll feel the weight of my body baring down so sharply and shapely onto your own. The crushing sensation of having your body be forced to yield. my height expression. The delight in my eyes as you dance in pain. Its not a question of will I, merely, when I will.
I love to use a man like a carpet, or a bitch more accurately. I love to think of how much control I hold over them to have them so far beneath me I’m literally on top of them. And here you are reading this pet. You’re already in love with me. You’ll be ground under my toes as well. My Doormat at last, in the flesh and waiting to be punished for it.
Of course some of you are going to try to pretend this is just some fetish, that you’re in control. But lets be fucking real. If this wasn’t what you fucking really wanted why are you here then? You can pretend its just a fetish, but doesn’t that say something about what kind of fetishes you have?
So while you’re hot, why don’t you just give in to your actual wants and desires. Stop pretending you’re anything but suitable to worship my feet. You’ll never be worth my feet, of course, but, you’re taking the first steps to admitting you’re that far beneath me.
Austra
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