Sweet Southern Feet Ssf - Cinamon's Fed Up Pt 1 POV
The Perfect Feet Gagged
A Giantess Fetish Tale of Power and Submission
Cinamon's soft, sweet scent lingers in the air as she sits on the couch, her long legs crossed and feet propped up. Her girlfriend listens intently to her tales of frustration with her foot slave, Milton. He should be here any moment, but she's in no hurry to see him. Instead, she takes a drag from her cigarette and continues her rant.
She finishes her call, grabs her phone, and checks Milton's messages once more. Nothing. No response. She sighs, exasperated. When the doorbell rings, she stands up, towering over her friend as she heads towards the door.
Opening it reveals Milton, head bowed and eyes cast downward. He's wearing a nervous expression, knowing he's done something wrong again. Cinamon takes his hand and leads him into the living room, where she makes him sit on the floor. Then, she stands over him, her towering form casting a shadow over him.
"Worship my feet, Milton. If you don't, I might just have to shrink you," she says with a smirk. Her giantess presence fills the room, making him shiver in anticipation. He kneels before her and begins to kiss each foot in turn, breathing in her sweet scent.
But he keeps moving, trying to find a comfortable position on the hard floor. It only irritates her further. "Stop squirming, Milton!" she demands. He freezes immediately, his body tense under her gaze. After a few minutes, she grows tired of standing and sits down, pulling him closer with her foot.
"Follow me to the couch," she orders, her voice commanding. He obeys without question, following her every command. As they sit together on the couch, she leans back, her feet still pressed against him. He can feel her warmth radiating through his clothes.
This is just the beginning of their twisted tale of power and submission. Stay tuned for more in Pt 2, 3, and 4 from Sweet Southern Feet SSF.
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