Stella Ass Worship Only After Foot Worship - Full
As Stella, the alluring and powerful mistress, entered the room, her gaze immediately fell upon the trembling figure kneeling before her. The tension was palpable as he nervously awaited his fate. With a smirk curling her plump lips, Stella sauntered towards him, her high heels clicking against the hardwood floor.
She stood over him, towering above him with her statuesque figure, casting a long shadow over his trembling form. "Are you ready to worship my divine ass?" she purred, her voice echoing through the silence.
The man hesitated, his eyes darting up and down between her perfect round butt and the intimidating figure looming over him. Sensing his hesitation, Stella's expression turned cold and cruel. "You know the rules," she growled, leaning down menacingly. "Foot worship is mandatory before any other form of worship."
Tears began to well up in the man's eyes as he reluctantly moved closer to her feet, his head bowed in submission. He took one of her stilettos and began to kiss and caress her feet, his tongue darting out to lick her toes.
As he worked his way up her leg, he could feel her growing impatience. "Faster, slave," she snapped, her voice cold as ice. The man moved quicker, his lips and tongue tracing every inch of her legs, his hands massaging her thighs.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he reached his destination. With a smirk, Stella spread her legs wide, presenting her perfect round ass to him. The man's mouth watered at the sight of her, his cock already hard in his pants.
Kneeling between her legs, he slowly leaned forward, pressing his lips against her supple cheeks. He breathed in her musky scent, feeling the warmth of her body against his face.
"That's it, slave," she moaned, her voice low and sultry. "You may continue." The man began to kiss and nibble her ass cheeks, his hands caressing her hips. He could feel the heat radiating off her skin, the anticipation of what was to come.
Without warning, Stella grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head back, forcing him to look at her. "Do you want to please me?" she purred, running a finger along his chin.
The man nodded eagerly, his eyes filled with lust and desire.
"Then you better show me how much you love my divine ass," she growled, pushing him back down towards her ass.
Without further hesitation, the man buried his face between her cheeks, his tongue exploring every inch of her tight, puckered hole. He moaned around her ass cheeks, feeling the warmth and wetness of her flesh against his lips.
As he worked his magic, Stella let out a long, low moan. She felt the power surging through her, the knowledge that she had complete control over this man.
With a final thrust, Stella pushed her ass back against his face, her ass cheeks slapping against his lips. "That's it, slave," she purred, her voice dripping with approval. "You may look up now."
The man looked up, his eyes filled with adoration and desire for his mistress. "Thank you, mistress," he whispered, his voice shaking with emotion.
Stella smiled down at him, a smile that promised both pleasure and pain. "You're welcome, slave," she purred, her voice echoing through the silence. "Now, let's finish what we started."
With that, Stella slowly lowered herself onto his face, her ass cheeks pressing against his lips. She rocked back and forth, teasing him with the promise of her tightness. The man moaned around her ass, his tongue darting out to taste her juices.
As the pleasure built, Stella reached behind her, grabbing hold of his hair. With a sudden jerk, she pulled his head up, forcing him to look at her ass as she rode him. "Do you want more, slave?" she purred, her voice a low growl.
The man nodded desperately, his cock throbbing with need. "Yes, mistress," he whispered, his voice shaking.
With a cruel smile, Stella sank back down onto his face, grinding her hips against his. She moaned loudly, her ass cheeks slapping against his tongue as she took control of the situation.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Stella came, her body shaking with the intensity of the pleasure. She pulled herself off of his face, standing over him with a proud smile. "You may worship my ass now," she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
The man nodded eagerly, his hands reaching up to caress her thighs. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against her soft, supple skin. As he worshipped her divine ass, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance to serve such a powerful and alluring mistress.
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