REA - Time To Think - SADISTIC Foot Smother And Domination (BONUS THE GOPRO VERSION OF THE CLIP)
Goddess Rea Longest Legs, the titaness of domination and smothering passion, sat regally atop her throne. The slave beneath her, buried beneath layers of silk robes, was engrossed in a book titled 'Time to Think'. It seemed an innocent enough pursuit, but it was enough to anger his mistress.
"Pathetic," she scoffed, her voice like thunder, "You have time to think when you're not under my boot?" Her foot, clad in a shimmering stiletto heel that could crush steel, tapped impatiently against his chest.
With a snarl of frustration, Rea thrust her foot into the slave's face, pressing him down into the soft cushioning beneath him. The air was thick with the scent of her perfume, an intoxicating blend of musk and sandalwood that left him lightheaded.
"You will have time to think," she growled, "when I'm finished with you."
Her massive frame loomed over him, casting him into shadow. His heart raced as he felt her foot, bigger than any human's, press against his cheek. With a force that belied her ethereal beauty, she pushed his head down into the crook of her leg, holding him there with ease.
"You are my slave," she hissed, her hot breath teasing his ear, "and you will do as I command. Your thoughts are mine to control."
As if to underscore her point, she drew her foot back and slammed it down onto his face, the impact sending waves of pain through his body. Over and over she repeated the motion, each blow driving home her dominance.
"Worship my feet," she commanded, "and maybe I'll spare you the worst of my wrath."
The slave complied, his lips and tongue working furiously against the sweaty soles of her boots. He could feel the heat emanating from them, could taste the sweat and the dirt that clung to them. But still, it wasn't enough.
"You disgust me," she spat, her voice colder than ice, "but you amuse me."
With that, she withdrew her foot from his face, only to replace it with her other, even larger boot. The weight of it pinned him down, crushing his chest and pushing his face deeper into the soft cushioning.
"You have no choice but to obey," she purred, "because when I'm finished with you, there will be nothing left."
Her words sent shivers down his spine, but he couldn't help but feel a strange thrill in the face of such overwhelming power. As she continued to grind him into the floor, he knew that this was what he had always wanted - to be dominated, to serve, to worship at the feet of the one true Goddess.
