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Domination Phone Sex Brings the Velvet Touch of a Foot Job

My Domination Phone Sex will have you worshiping my feet. Understand that power of a foot job is meant to control you. But before you can even begin to entice in the pleasure and joy you must serve me.

Tonight, you will learn the art of worship. And it will not be my cunt, nor my ass that you are to worship. That’s right you are focusing on my feet. And My feet are the only thing that will make you cum this session.

The Experience of My Latest Foot Slave, I will Call him Alex

Alex swallowed, his gaze fixed on my feet, which seemed to beckon him. He moved closer, the scent of my perfume mingling with his nervous breaths. He inhaled it deeply as he took in the silkiness of my skin. Extending one foot towards him, and he hesitated only for a moment before taking it gently in his hands.

My skin is soft, the arch of my foot perfect under his fingers. He began to massage, his touch firm yet reverent, feeling the tension melt away under his palms. I gazed at him, a slight smile playing on my lips. Then my other foot teasingly came close to his face.

“Now, let me guide you,” my voice sensually commanding. I moved my foot, pressing it against his chest, then slowly down his body, leaving a trail of warmth. Gently wiggling my toes as I moved.

Alex’s breathing got unsteady as my toes brushed against him, a sensation both ticklish and arousing. He leaned back, following my lead, feeling the power I held over him, a power he willingly submitted to.

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“Use your hands,” I then whispered. Like a good slave he did as commanded. In doing so his fingers tracing the delicate lines of my foot, from heel to my toes. Then, I directed him lower, my foot now between his thighs, pressing, teasing, in a dance of dominance and pleasure.

The room seemed to grow warmer, the air charged with an electricity that made every touch, every movement, feel like a spark. Alex, under my guidance, learned the rhythm, the pressure, the way to move that would bring me pleasure as much as it did him.

As the session continued, the line between giving and receiving blurred.

With pleasure becoming a shared experience. And a silent conversation between two bodies. Mistresses foot moved with precision over Alex’s cock. Every stroke my feet and toes danced against his shaft brought more power and pleasure. Here we have a lesson in the art of the foot job. And here we entice with teaching him not just to serve but to savor the act.

When I finally allowed him release, it was with a final, masterful stroke of my foot. While my eyes locked with his.