My friend Gaia and I are dressed in head-to-toe leather, and our boots are warm and snug. Our slave is on all fours, waiting for us to indulge in a little foot worship. Gaia mounts him, sitting on his back, while I settle into an armchair and begin to remove my boots.
I rub my sweaty feet all over his face, savoring the feeling of his warm breath on my skin. I order him to open his mouth, and I begin to push my right foot inside, followed by my left. He struggles to accommodate all of my toes, but I push harder, and Gaia joins in, pressing down on his head.
Now it’s my turn to take control, and I step over him, positioning my feet on either side of his face. Gaia does the same, and we take turns pressing our feet into his throat, using our hands and feet to apply pressure to the back of his neck.
Before we leave him, Gaia and I both try to fit one foot into his mouth at the same time. He passes the test with flying colors, and we’re left feeling satisfied and in control.