Lady Samantha - A HUMAN DOORMAT FOR US ( Smartphone Version )

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Lady Samantha - A HUMAN DOORMAT FOR US ( Smartphone Version )

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A HUMAN DOORMAT FOR US ( Smartphone Version )

As the heavy door creaked open, Lady Samantha and her companion, both clad in designer heels and little else, stepped into their lavish home. Their eyes fell on the pathetic human doormat at their feet, his body trembling in anticipation of their arrival.



With a flick of her wrist, Lady Samantha nonchalantly swept her filthy shoes across the doormat's back, leaving a trail of dirt and grime in her wake. Her companion followed suit, her heel digging into the doormat's flesh as she pressed down on him.



Chuckling darkly, the two goddesses made their way towards the couch where they would continue their reign of terror. The doormat watched helplessly as they settled in, his eyes drawn to the tantalizing décolletage exposed by the low-cut tops they wore.



"Now then, where were we?" Lady Samantha purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "Oh yes, you were just about to clean our shoes, weren't you?" she asked, her tone turning cold and commanding.



The doormat knew what was expected of him. He crawled over to the women, kissing their feet and tasting the dirt from their shoes. His tongue darted out, eagerly lapping up the filth as he prepared to wipe their soles.



As he performed his duties, the women continued to taunt and humiliate him. They giggled as he struggled to hold onto their ankles, his muscles straining under the weight of their impossibly tall heels. They jeered as he attempted to suck on their toes, his tongue flicking over the hard surfaces with an awkward desperation.



Their pleasure was evident in every inch of their bodies, from the smug grins on their faces to the way their hips swayed to an invisible rhythm. Meanwhile, the doormat was left to suffer alone in silence, his face buried between two pairs of expensive shoes.



Finally, the women grew bored with their game. With a flick of their wrists, they dismissed the doormat, leaving him to collapse on the floor in a heap of shame and exhaustion. They watched him for a moment longer, their eyes glinting with malice as they contemplated new ways to torment him in the future.



And so ended another night of debauchery for Lady Samantha and her companion, their souls blackened by the power they wielded over the helpless human doormat at their feet.

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