Bought For The Night – A Lesbian Foot Worship & Domination Erotica

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When I accept that this means I will be trained and programmed, turned into a trick-turning circus animal for Holly's amusement, domesticated and enslaved. She isolates herself as much as she can before morning comes, so her dragon form causes as little damage as possible. Those are trendy but quite fundamental topics that are discussed today and the story simply manages to highlight some of the questions those raise, be it unemployment due to robots, the risk of losing oneself in virtual reality, the risk of manipulation and the consequence it has on real life, and, ultimately, what real life is about if virtual reality is "more real". Embarassingly, my lips stretch outward, as if seeking to stay in contact with the heel I've been sucking - which is now polished with my saliva.

A beautiful woman who spurned the advances of someone skilled in magic (although some tales say a god, and some say it was a jealous Circe). Looking the part is all well and good," Holly says, clearly forcing herself back into the role of a stern domme.I throw myself at her boot like a drowning woman clutching at a straw, in the middle of a sea in storm. Next time Frank's away, I'm coming over," Holly says, and even though it's just text, I can feel the ominous command laced into her tone. I was kinda hoping it would be fun and a little tongue-in-cheek but no, it takes itself quite seriously.

It fits perfectly, elegantly, and I feel so humbled as she stands up and tries a few tentative steps in it, while I remain on one knee.

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I'm relatively new to this world, but the internet can go some lengths to fill in for experience - you'd be shocked at how thorough WikiHow is when it comes to some stuff! By using the Web site, you confirm that you have read, understood, and agreed to be bound by the Terms and Conditions. My first time actually, consciously touching someone's foot - not just touching it, but making it the singular focus of my attention. Frequently, Holly’s feet will be pressed against something, and stretching, like she’s trying to check her own toes. The sandals meant debasement, being a receptacle for Holly's sweat, almost like I was her towel girl in a way, except much lower than that.The matter-of-fact, arrogant way in which her flat sole fully adheres to another submissive’s face, on the other hand, communicates contempt and degradation. I know some people have a penchant for posting stuff that is weird or inappropriate, but feet are such a… bizarre subject for a photo, let alone a social media post. I don’t know what’s happening to me, where all my confidence has gone, but I need to take a moment to breathe deep and literally stop my hands from trembling.