Servants For Girls - ALISA - Slave under my feet! (HD)

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Servants For Girls - ALISA - Slave under my feet! (HD)

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ALISA - A Goddess of Power and Dominance

The New Shoes

Alisa strutted into her luxurious living room, her eyes gleaming with pride as she admired her new pair of shoes. They were sleek and shiny, their heels towering over two feet high, an emblem of her dominance. With a smirk on her lips, she approached her bound slave, Iren.

Iren lay motionless on the floor, her wrists secured behind her back by silken ropes. Her breathing quickened as Alisa approached, her heart racing in anticipation of what was to come.

Foot Worship Demanded

Alisa casually placed her shoes in front of Iren's face, her heels daring her to touch them. Iren immediately prostrated herself before the goddess, her tongue darting out to lick the shiny leather. She knew better than to refuse her mistress's demand for foot worship.

Iren's tongue traced every curve of the shoe, cleaning every speck of dust from it. Her breath was warm on the leather as she worked her way up to the heel, her lips brushing against it softly. Alisa watched with satisfaction as her slave's devotion grew before her eyes.

Submission Taken to the Extreme

The goddess removed her shoes, revealing her perfect feet to her slave. Iren's eyes widened in awe at the sight of her mistress's bare feet, her toes curling in anticipation of what was to come. Alisa smiled cruelly, knowing that Iren would stop at nothing to please her.

Slowly, Alisa lowered herself onto Iren's bound body, the weight of her goddess pressing down on her. She placed one foot on Iren's chest, forcing air out of her lungs as she felt the warmth of Alisa's skin against her own. "Now," Alisa whispered, "I want you to use your lips and tongue to clean my feet."

Complete Devotion

Iren nodded eagerly, her eyes fixed on Alisa's feet. Using her bound hands, she lifted Alisa's foot off her chest and placed it on the floor. Her tongue darted out, tracing every inch of Alisa's foot as she worshipped it. Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt the power of her mistress's presence wash over her.

As Alisa watched, a cruel smile spread across her lips. She could feel Iren's devotion radiating from her, and it filled her with a sense of euphoria. She leaned forward, placing her other foot on Iren's face, feeling the softness of her skin against the hardness of her heel. Iren moaned softly, lost in the sensation of serving her goddess so completely.

The Ultimate Submission

Alisa sat back, her weight pressing down on Iren's body. She placed her feet on Iren's face, using her bound slave as a living footrest. Iren's eyes were filled with tears of humiliation and devotion as she felt the warmth of her mistress's feet against her skin.

Alisa leaned back, enjoying the sensation of being worshipped by her slave. She watched as Iren struggled to keep her eyes open, the weight of her goddess's feet pressing down on her. She knew that this was the ultimate submission—Iren had given herself completely to her, body and soul.

Conclusion

As the day drew to a close, Alisa rose from atop her slave, leaving Iren lying motionless on the floor. She knew that Iren would be waiting for her return, eager to serve her once again. Alisa smiled to herself, satisfied with the power she held over her slave. She was truly a goddess among mortals, and Iren was just one of many who would bow before her.

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