After hours enclosed in heels, my friend Dea Samantha and I are burdened with sore feet. We command our respective slaves to remove our shoes and provide a soothing foot massage. Instant relief follows, but soon, boredom sets in. We are accustomed to action, and thus, we begin placing our feet in the slaves’ mouths, engaging in footgag play. My slave seems aroused, as I can feel it through his underwear, but to my surprise, it’s only the chastity cage! (LOL) The other slave, however, spits, a poor sport who can’t even see! We find amusement in the situation, and my slave chuckles at his fellow man’s reactions. Had he not been caged, we would have already kicked him in the groin! We order him to depart, and continue footgagging with the blindfolded slave. Lying down and us standing up, it’s a beautiful sight, and he’s so blind, one foot after the other, two feet together, we make him drool excessively, nearly to the point of vomiting. Has he earned the privilege to see next time?