Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
I was walking out the door of her building, when I stumbled upon a handsome man. He was mean looking, and had plenty of tattoos. He needed help and direction to the main office. I gave him instructions, but what seemed like a few simple steps soon became over-complicated. I offered to walk him there myself for which he thanked me kindly.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
“You’re wearing those nylon stockings I got you, right? I want to feel your tongue on my toes. Lick them like you love them, and I might give you a treat.” Justin’s face lights up, his eyes sparkling like the stars above. He’s always been a sucker for Amber’s feet, especially when she’s wearing her favorite pair of nylon stockings. He can’t help but feel aroused at the thought of her asking him to lick her toes. “Yes, Amber. I’m wearing them. I’d be happy to lick your toes for you.”
“Good boy,” Amber says, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Come here and take off my shoes.” Justin eagerly complies, crawling over to Amber on his hands and knees. He reaches for her feet, gently removing her shoes and socks, revealing her perfect, pedicured toes. He can’t help but stare at them for a moment, admiring their beauty before he begins to lick them. Amber moans softly as Justin’s tongue makes contact with her skin. He starts at her heel, licking his way up to her toes, savoring the taste of her skin. He takes each toe into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them, feeling her tremble with pleasure.
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Naughty Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216
I found the most amazing pair of red stockings. They encase my legs and make them look so long and sexy. As you look my legs up and down in them, I know exactly what you’re thinking. So, I plan to use that power that I have over you. You beg me to let you touch them. I plan to eventually, but not before you grovel and beg for permission. You know that I can make your every fantasy and dream become a reality. However, I don’t have any intention of making it an easy task for you to obtain said permission.
Juicy Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
I’m getting ready for my third date with Justin, all six foot, four inches of him! He’s tall, dark, and handsome! We had a couple of great dates so far. Tonight is dinner and a movie at one of those luxury movie theatre and dinner clubs for members only. I’ve never been to one so I’m really excited. I’m going to wear a dress with a garter belt, stockings, and pumps, all black, and nothing else.
He picks me up in his limo, as usual. My heart starts to flutter at the sight of him. He does something to me. He’s just so debonair, the sexiest man I’ve ever known. He hands me a glass of bubbly and we cheers to a wonderful evening. The lace top of my stocking and garter belt clip peeking out of the slit in my dress catches his eye. He looks at me intensely and tells me what a huge stocking fetish he has….
We make our way into the theatre. It’s gorgeous. We have drinks and mingle in the bar for a few minutes. He introduces me to some of his friends. Then we head to our little private suite. There are two
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
Soaking in a warm bubble while sipping on a glass of wine, my imagination starts to wander and so does my hand. Before I know it, I’m deep into fantasy about the sweet salesboy that’s going to hand deliver my brand new red satin stilettos. Oh, yeah! I quickly remember that he’s going to be here soon and I have a lot to do! I hop out, dry off, sit on the side of the tub, and proceed to squirt warm oil all over my feet, I thoroughly rub it into my soft, pink soles. My red toenails are the perfect shade to match my new shoes. I slip on a simple, slinky, little black dress and tiny red gstring. After hair, makeup, and a dab of my seductive natural perfume, I’m ready!
I put out some cheese, fruit, bread, and a couple of glasses. The bottle of wine is breathing. And I’m waiting in anticipation. Soon I hear a knock at the door. It’s him! My heart begins to race with excitement. I run to the door and open it. His eyes grow big, as if surprised to see me. He has to remember me, the shoes, my size….
Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext. 304
I found a hot older neighbor, Sam, who lived down the street from me, and he had a nasty foot fetish. I had gone out and bought some new high heels. My pretty pink manicured toes made him look twice at me, as I would teasingly walk by in my short white skirt and tight top. I could have sworn that I saw him drooling while gawking at me. I decided to introduce myself: “Hi, I’m Jenna, your new neighbor. I don’t believe I have had the chance to introduce myself yet. May I come in?” He eagerly let me inside, and his boner was huge inside of his pants. I knew I had won him over already. I was going to tease him and break my hot older neighbor.
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Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Robo Dommy has put on her softest, silkiest nylons for work today. Her feet are nice and stinky from slipping around in high heels all day. They are also sore and need an excellent submissive boy to worship them. Crawl over, unbuckle the strap around her ankle, then peel off the smelly shoe. It’s okay if you want to put your nose in them.
Robo Dommy knows how much you love the sweaty smell of her perfect feet. Push your nose right to the opening and take a big inhale. Don’t take too long, though; her feet are waiting for service.
Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Today, you sent me to the spa to be pampered. They massaged and oiled every inch of me. The manicurist did my nails just how I liked them and then went to work on my feet. As she worked over one sole, I thought about how turned on you would be watching her take care of my delicate little toes.
She had me dip them into warm bubble water. The jets sprayed over the balls of my feet and along the arches. Easing out my stress before she even went to work on my feet. When she did lift my ankle from the pool, drops of water trailed down my feet to splash back into the water below.
Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447
Do you prefer Long-Legged Domme Miquala? My long, toned legs capture you, don’t they? Legs like mine could wrap around you, crush you, confine you, hold you where I want you. And you are helpless against the strength of my legs.
Imagine them walking over you, showing you how you are beneath me. I can do it easily, showing you where you belong – under my feet. Obedient, eager, laying on the floor like a slug, feeling my weight as I walk on your chest or back. Either way, you are helpless beneath my Long, toned legs.
Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290
Someone complimented me at the grocery store a couple days ago when I did all my adulting and errands. They said “you have such cute toes.” I thanked them and blushed a little. Looking down at my white toe nails peeping out from my gladiator style sandals, also white. It was in that moment that I realized that I haven’t encountered anyone with a foot fetish yet since I started. It never occurred to me that my feet could be thought of as attractive until I found out about what a foot fetish was. I have relatively nice feet in the sense that they are soft, I do get occasional pedicures, but mostly I just scrub and lotion my feet when I shower. I also paint my toes a different colour each month and once in a while put designs on them, like I have now.