Dubbed “Locktober” for a reason, this month is all about me – while you remain without release. I’ve transformed my slave into a footstool, stacking sneakers on their face and resting my feet on top. Comfort is key, and I am certainly comfortable. Afterwards, I command my slave to face me on their hands and knees, where I proceed to insult and humiliate them.
I make sure to maintain eye contact, watching as my slave becomes increasingly submissive with each humiliating word. They press their face into my soles, their tongue darting out to clean my heels, their frustrated balls pressed against the floor. They twist and turn, holding awkward positions just to better lick the dirt off my feet. It’s a thrilling victory, and equally pitiful. I smile and smirk, enjoying the feeling of my sweaty feet being licked by a slave that I own and have locked in chastity. I HAVE ALL THE POWER.
This clip showcases one of my favorite activities – locking a slave in chastity and mocking and belittling them while they lick the dirt off my superior feet. Satisfying, indeed!