My personal submissive, leashed and nude, worships my feet. Eagerly, he licks between my toes after kissing and removing my shoes, aroused by the frenzy of his kisses. Too much freedom, however, leads to me pushing him to the ground and taking control of the situation: the adoration continues, but now on my terms. I position myself on top of him, placing my foot in his mouth and pushing it down his throat, allowing him to taste my foot while he admires my entire body from below. He worships every inch of my perfect form, and the more I dominate him, the more he adores me. Kissing every part of my body, he takes my spit in his mouth as a precious gift. I am too strong for him, and he can only worship me, falling to the ground as I climb on top of him and sit on his face. He can barely breathe, in love with my scent and crushed by my buttocks, he is completely mine.