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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“You’re wearing them,” you murmured, a smile playing on your lips, your gaze fixed on my legs. “You always know how to surprise me, don’t you?” With a mischievous grin, I led you to my house, the anticipation thick in the air. Once inside, you couldn’t resist the allure. You knelt before me, your hands tracing the path up my legs, your breath hot against my skin. The feeling of your stubble against the smooth nylon sent shivers down my spine.

“These make you feel so fucking sexy,” you whispered, your voice husky with desire. “I could hump your legs all day.” And so, you did. Your hardness pressed against my leg, the friction of the nylon against your pants driving you wild. The sight of you, lost in your own pleasure, was mesmerizing. Your moans filled the room, a symphony of desire that echoed my own.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My sweet sub, your sole purpose in life is to worship me and fulfill my every desire. This week, your role is clear – you are to be my personal footrest. Yes, you heard me right. It’s your job, your privilege, to have my feet resting upon your body. Don’t you feel so lucky and honored to be of service to me in this way?

I expect to see you dressed as I instructed – frilly panties hugging that delectable ass of yours, a collar signifying your submission to me. Present yourself at my feet each morning, ready and eager to take the weight of your Goddess. You will kneel before me, head bowed, awaiting my command to place my feet upon your lap or back or wherever else I desire.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I was beginning to wonder if I had taken his foot fetish to a different level.  I have to confess that I had been teasing him purposely and relentlessly. It was so amusing to see how easily I could manipulate my boss with my feet. He was obviously obsessed. He had been lusting over them for months. And now it’s the company party. I’m seated right next to him at the table. Is this a coincidence? I wonder. He’s at the head of the table of course. He made a toast to the company and all of the employees before taking a seat. He looked over at me with a devious look in his eyes. We were all enjoying our drinks and hors d’oeuvres. The conversation was flowing. We were all having a great time. Then dinner was brought out. He was staring at me while eating his food in a very sexual manner. All of a sudden, he reached under the table with one hand. He grabbed my leg and pulled it up onto his lap. Before I knew it, he was taking my shoe off. Then he took my foot and pressed it against his rock hard cock.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

What started out so innocently became a full blown foot affair. At first, I thought he was looking me up and down to make sure I was dressed appropriately for work. Soon I realized that he was really checking out my feet. He would always comment about my toenail polish color. And he would get almost agitated if I wore closed toe shoes. Eventually, he got up the nerve to ask about the toenail polish color when he couldn’t see it. It was becoming clear that it was a full blown foot fetish. So I started feeding into it. I would wear the sexiest shoes with perfect pedis to tease him and drive him wild. And it was most definitely working. Many days he would stand there in awe, gawking and speechless. Teasing him was so much fun. It was actually a total turn on.

The company Christmas party was coming up soon. So I was planning on wearing something special. I chose a sexy, curve hugging, backless, sparkly, silver dress. And some red satin heels  with a thick red satin ankle strap with silver, sparkly, bling on it. Red toenail polish of course!

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Lola 1844-332-2639 ext 242

“Mistress Lola gave you a naughty boy assignment today. Did you do it?” There was a pause. “Subbie, the plug!” she snapped.

“Did you were the plug at work like I ordered?” Subbie turned bright red and looked down at the floor. “Look at me!” she snapped. Mistress wanted his full attention. She growled, “Did you wear your toy?”

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

One of my best friends is a very successful real estate agent. She had been telling me about a high profile client that was interested in a multi million dollar listing. It would be her biggest sale yet. But she had gotten word that he was also looking at another listing and she was nervous. When the day came to show the property, she had a horrible migraine. She told me that she had to make this sale no matter what. I was going to have to go show the property. But since I wasn’t licensed, I would have to act like I was her. I was mortified. But I wanted so badly to help her. I didn’t have time to study the property or look over notes. I just had to get there in time for the showing.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I plan to get my sweet boy addicted to Mommy’s feet.  A Mommy never wants her little one to leave, even a sweet young Mommy like me.  I fear my little boy growing up and leaving me. But I’ve come up with the best plan ever.  The best way to keep your son at home is to make him addicted to you.  My little boy just LOVES Mommy’s feet.  So, I’m going to masturbate my little boy every day with my pretty toes.  I know he will crave the feel of them more and more with each passing day.

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Foot Massage Makes Me Wet

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Oh my God. I’m so embarrassed over what happened last night! After school, my friend said she had a pedicure and foot massage appointment at this exclusive salon, but something came up, and she couldn’t go. She said she hated to cancel because they wouldn’t rebook her again and wondered if I’d take her appointment. Of course, I agreed. I’m not one to pass up on some exclusive pampering.

She gave me the address, and I drove straight there. The host greeted me and guided me to a giant, comfy massage chair. They brought me champagne as they dipped my feet in warm bubble water. I was melting into the experience even before the man who was to take care of me strolled up. God, he was sinfully delicious, and just looking at him had me blushing. He squatted down on the stool in front of my feet and smiled. It was clear he didn’t speak English, but we wouldn’t need words.

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Juicy Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Tonight is my friend’s art exhibit so I’m headed to the art gallery now. I can’t wait see all of her work on display at such an elegant event. I’m beyond proud of her! When I arrive I’m surprised to see that it’s bigger than I’d ever imagined, complete with red carpet, news media, and paparazzi. I’m glad I chose an elegant, sexy, black cocktail dress. It’s a spaghetti strap, slit up the side, exposing my leg and black strappy heels that wrap up my calves.

I make my way in and I’m blown away by her work and the amount of people that are here. My heart stops as the sexiest man I’ve ever seen makes a grand entrance. His black suit fits his perfectly chiseled body like a glove. Everyone seems to know him or at least who he is. All eyes are on him as he makes eye contact, waves, shakes hands, and flashes that million dollar smile. Wow! Who is this man? His eyes meet mine. Did he see me staring? Our eyes are  now locked on each other’s. Without a blink, he grabs two glasses of champagne from the maître d’s tray and heads my way.

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Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

You’ve always had a thing for feet, and have always wanted to feel what it’s like to be beneath them. You would pay whatever price, just to get a view. Lucky for you, I have an open schedule for you to drool over all the parts of my feet. This is the day you have been waiting for to give me wads of your cash just to worship my beautiful feet!

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