Solemates And Footjobs - Smell My Feet I'll Jerk You Off (The Full Version)

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Solemates And Footjobs - Smell My Feet I'll Jerk You Off (The Full Version)

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The Goddess and Her Slave's Perfect Punishment

Lana's heels clicked against the hardwood floor as she sauntered into the room, her hips swaying with each confident step. She cast a dominant glare at her submissive, who trembled beneath her gaze. Today, she would test his limits and fulfill both their desires.

"Kneel," she commanded, her voice a smooth, velvety rasp that sent shivers down his spine. Obeying without question, he lowered himself before her, his eyes fixed on her towering figure. Lana stood tall, her legs impossibly long and shapely, her feet bare and perfect.

She leaned down, her breath warm against his ear. "Today," she whispered, "you will smell my feet... and I will make you cum."

With a cruel smile, Lana lifted one of her feet and placed it on his chest. He gasped as the weight of her giantess form bore down upon him, his heart racing in anticipation. She wiggled her toes, making him yearn to worship them with his tongue.

"Are you ready, slave?" she purred.

He nodded, unable to speak, his throat dry with anticipation. Slowly, she slid her foot out of her sandal, revealing her soft, supple soles. The sweet scent of her feet filled the air as she pressed them against his face, commanding him to breathe deeply.

As he inhaled her essence, his cock twitched in his shorts. Lana chuckled darkly, her amusement clear. She reached down and grasped his shorts, pulling them and his boxers down to his ankles. His hardened shaft sprung free, glistening with pre-cum.

"Now," she said, her voice low and menacing, "you will enjoy yourself while you please me."

Her long, slender fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking him with a slow, sensual rhythm. The contrast between her cool, soft hands and the heat of his throbbing shaft sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

"Look at me, slave," she ordered, her voice a command. He lifted his gaze to meet hers, their eyes locked in a fiery stare. She leaned forward, her breasts almost touching his face, and teased him with her foot, wiggling her toes against his cheek.

As he struggled to focus on her foot, Lana increased the pace of her handjob, squeezing and twisting his cock with expert precision. His moans grew louder, muffled by her foot. She knew he was close, and she savored the power she held over him.

Finally, he erupted, his hot seed shooting onto her perfect feet. She laughed triumphantly, watching as he worshipped her feet with his cum-covered face.

"You're such a good slave," she praised, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now, clean my feet."

With trembling hands, he reached up to her feet, his tongue darting out to taste her sweet nectar. As he licked and sucked, Lana stood over him, her imposing form a testament to her dominance. And in that moment, he knew there was nowhere else he'd rather be than at her feet.

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