I sit in the armchair… have cross my long naked legs… at my feet my hot red plateau high heels. You come in to the door… and I instruct you to come more near… wants that you kneel in front of my feet… underline my words with an impact with the whip on the soil… directly before you. I tell you your duties and responsibilities which you as my footslave will have. To wash my feet… polished my toenails… take on and of my shoes… maintain my feet… etc. etc. etc. etc. etc…. You kneel before me… listen to me attentively… look humiliate up to me. I remove one of my shoes… permit you to come somewhat more near… let you smell on my feet… you enjoys it much… to come so nearly at my feet…toes… my sole… to observe the play of my feet. You have the treat to hear the impact force of the whip in my hand when i stop you…give you the instruction to go in the kitchen… in order to make for me my dinner.

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