Lohan - Goddess Lohan - Worship My Feet and Lick My Dirty Slippers While I Enjoy the View and Smoke My Cigarette - PT1

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Lohan - Goddess Lohan - Worship My Feet and Lick My Dirty Slippers While I Enjoy the View and Smoke My Cigarette - PT1

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Goddess Lohan's Feet Worship Session

Chapter 1: The Demand

Goddess Lohan sat on the edge of her balcony, her long legs dangling over the railing as she took a drag from her cigarette. The warm afternoon breeze blew through her hair, and she couldn't help but feel content. But something was missing.

With a sigh, she leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms under her ample chest. A thought crossed her mind, and she narrowed her eyes in determination. "Slave," she called out, her voice carrying over the city noise. "Bring me my slippers."

Chapter 2: The Slave's Response

The slave heard his mistress's command and scurried to obey. He knew what was coming—he had seen it before. She wanted to relax, and that meant she needed someone to worship her feet while she enjoyed the view.

He reached into his pocket, pulling out the soft, silk slippers she loved so much. They were caked in dirt from her last walk outside, but he knew better than to clean them himself. That was his duty as her slave.

As he knelt before her, presenting the slippers with a trembling hand, he couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and anticipation. He knew what was coming, but he also knew that this was what he existed for—to please his goddess in every way possible.

Chapter 3: The Foot Worship

Without a word, Goddess Lohan slipped her feet into the soft slippers, not caring about the dirt that remained on them. She stood up, towering over her slave, and looked down at him with a mix of disdain and amusement.

"You know what you have to do," she purred, leaning down so that her breath fanned across his face. The slave could barely contain his excitement as he nodded vigorously, his eyes never leaving her feet.

He reached up, hesitating for only a moment before pressing his lips against her foot, right where the slipper met her skin. He could feel her heat radiating off of her, and the taste of dirt and sweat on her skin was intoxicating.

As he began to kiss and lick her foot, Goddess Lohan let out a small moan of pleasure, the smoke from her cigarette curling around them. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment as her slave worshiped her with unbridled devotion.

Chapter 4: The View

With each passing moment, Goddess Lohan's contentment grew. She could feel the warmth spreading through her body as her slave's tongue danced across her skin. She opened her eyes, taking in the view of the city below.

The sun was starting to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. She took another drag from her cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke that disappeared into the twilight.

She leaned down again, this time resting her hand on the slave's head. "Keep going," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "Make sure my feet are clean, and keep me company while I enjoy the view."

As the slave redoubled his efforts, Goddess Lohan settled into her spot, content in the knowledge that she had the perfect slave to tend to her every need.

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