Feet Worship At The Best - ARIEL LOVES FOOT FUPCK MOUOTH OF MALE SLAVE MAX SUB PART 2
Ariel's Morning Delight
The Power of the Feet Goddess
In the dimly lit room, the Goddess Ariel roused from her slumber. She stretched her luxurious body, arching her back and flexing her toned muscles. Her eyes fell upon her willing servant, Max Sub, who lay prostrate beneath her. She chuckled softly at the sight of him, knowing that he was eager to please her.
With a flick of her wrist, Ariel commanded Max to rise. He scrambled to his feet, his gaze fixed on her feet clad in black heels. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she noticed the bulge in his pants, a testament to his arousal for her.
"It seems my little slave is always ready for some foot fun," she purred, her voice like silk. She stepped closer to him, towering over him, and slowly lifted one shapely leg. Max's eyes widened in anticipation as he saw the perfect arch of her foot.
"Open wide," she ordered, her voice commanding. Max obeyed without hesitation, opening his mouth wide enough to fit the sole of her foot. With a smirk, Ariel pressed her foot against his lips, feeling the warmth of his breath against her skin. She savored the power she held over him, knowing that he would do anything to please her.
Next, she lifted the other leg and placed it on his shoulder, using him as a seat. She leaned forward, resting her hands on her knees, and flexed her toes. Max's tongue darted out nervously, eager to taste the sweet nectar of her feet.
"That's it, slave," she cooed, her voice a seductive whisper. "Lick my feet clean."
As Max's tongue traced every inch of her feet, Ariel reveled in the sensation. She knew that her feet were worshipped by many, but there was something special about having Max, her personal slave, attending to them.
Suddenly, she withdrew her feet from his mouth and placed them against his chest. She watched as he gasped for air, his chest heaving beneath her feet.
"Now, it's time to fuck your mouth with my feet," she announced confidently.
Without further ado, Ariel lifted her legs once again, this time positioning them so that her toes were hovering over Max's mouth. She lowered herself slowly, feeling his lips part eagerly. As her toes brushed against his tongue, she let out a soft moan of pleasure.
"Suck my toes," she ordered, her voice low and demanding.
Obeying her command, Max sucked on each toe, tasting the sweetness that only belonged to Ariel. As he did so, she began to move her feet in and out of his mouth, fucking his mouth with her feet.
With each thrust, Max's eyes rolled back in pleasure, his cock standing at attention. Ariel could feel his arousal through their connection, and it only fueled her own desire.
Finally, she pulled her feet away, leaving Max panting beneath her. She stood tall, admiring her handiwork in creating such a devoted and aroused slave.
As the sun began to rise, casting a warm glow across the room, Ariel knew that this was just the beginning of their foot fetish adventure. With each passing moment, she felt her power over Max grow stronger, and she relished every second of it.
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