MCD - WE CAUGHT YOU LOOKING AT OUR FEET - Mobile version - with Multi Domme foot teasing
Mistress Claire Delacroix knew you couldn't resist the sight of her bare feet in sandals or crossed under a chair, and she was ready to tease you today. As you walked into the living room after work, you were taken aback by the unexpected scene before you. The coffee table was covered with not one, not two, but three pairs of gorgeous feet belonging to Mistress Claire and her friends.
Your heart raced as you watched them playfully twirl their toes and soles, their eyes locked on yours. You felt a mix of embarrassment and excitement course through your veins, and it was clear that your weakness for feet had been discovered. One of the mistresses smirked at you, her tone cold and hard. "We caught you looking at our feet," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
The room went silent for a moment, and then another mistress spoke up, her voice soft yet commanding. "Use your tongue," she ordered, her foot nudging against your chin. You opened your mouth instinctively, feeling a wave of arousal wash over you. You had no choice but to obey as you leaned forward, pressing your lips against the soft, smooth skin of her foot.
The sensation sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn't help but moan in pleasure. The mistresses watched you intently, their eyes gleaming with delight as they saw the effect they were having on you. One by one, they lifted their feet higher, teasing you with the possibility of being allowed to worship them further.
Your cock throbbed in anticipation, begging for release from its confines. "Worship us," Mistress Claire commanded, her voice low and seductive. You nodded eagerly, unable to speak as you leaned forward once again, this time kissing the mistress's toes before moving up to the next foot. You lapped at each foot like a hungry dog, your tongue tracing every inch of skin before moving on to the next.
The mistresses groaned in pleasure, their bodies responding to your attentions. They were getting harder and meaner by the second, their feet flexing and writhing against your lips and tongue. The combination of humiliation and foot fetish was too much for you to resist, and you knew that you would do anything to please them.
Your entire being was focused on their feet, and you felt a powerful urge to cum just by worshipping them. "Cum for us," Mistress Claire purred, her foot jabbing you in the chest. You cried out in ecstasy as you shot your load onto her feet, moaning in appreciation for the incredible power they held over you.
You looked up at them, your eyes filled with adoration and gratitude. "Thank you, mistresses," you murmured, your voice shaking with emotion. They smiled coldly, knowing that they had complete control over you. And as they pulled their feet away, you felt a pang of longing deep in your soul. Because despite the humiliation and embarrassment, you knew that you would do it all again if given the chance.
