Giving a footjob on the submissives pussy
The atmosphere in the room was thick with anticipation as I slowly lowered my massive body onto the submissive's quivering form. Their eyes were wide with fear and excitement, their heart racing as they felt the warmth of my skin against their own. I paused for a moment, savoring the power I held over them, before shifting my weight to straddle their face.
My toes curled against the soft skin of their neck, sending shivers down their spine. "Are you ready for this?" I purred, my voice low and threatening. The submissive nodded vigorously, their mouth watering at the sight of my perfect feet. I smiled, a predatorial grin spreading across my face. This was going to be even better than I'd imagined.
Slowly, I lowered one of my feet towards the submissive's trembling pussy. Their breath hitched as they watched, helpless to do anything but watch as I brought my foot closer and closer. Finally, I hovered just above their wet folds, teasing them with the promise of pleasure.
Without warning, I slammed my foot down onto their sensitive flesh, grinding it against their clit and swallowing their moans of delight. The power I felt as I controlled their pleasure was intoxicating, and I knew I couldn't resist for much longer.
I began to stroke my foot up and down against their pussy, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through their body. The submissive's fingers dug into my thighs, their nails biting into my skin as they begged for more. I smiled, feeling the warmth of their blood pulsing beneath my skin.
As I picked up speed, the room began to spin around me, the world fading away into a haze of lust and desire. I lost myself in the rhythm of my foot, in the moans and gasps of my submissive, and in the overwhelming sense of control that coursed through my veins.
Before I knew it, my foot was coated in their sweet nectar, and they were screaming my name as they climaxed beneath me. I pulled my foot away, leaving them gasping for air and aching for more. As I stood up, towering over them, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. I was the one in control here, and I loved every second of it.