Mistress Pomf - Disposable Footslut

A footslut audition like no other the interview questions i ask you are pretty standard—but it isn’t long before i catch you distracted by my feet.  “something distracting you?” i begin asking questions about how good you are following orders and taking them on board to go to even greater lengths next time.  “and at what point in this interview did you think that it was okay to have your eyes gazing over and over again at my feet? i’m not too sure i need another foot bitch around here. unless, of course, you’re willing to really be a fucking foot bitch.” and just like that, your interview continues in a direction you never expected. you whimper as i go from teasing you to even busting your balls. i tell my expectations and remind you what foot bitches do.  “show me how much you drool for them. and i might let you have a little sniff.” you’ll jerk off like a desperate little footslut when i command it. and when you finally explode all over yourself?  “eat it up. yeah… just like that.” i’ll watch, amused, as you lick every last drop of your cum because you want to please me so bad, like the good little beta bitch you are.  “this could be your job—maybe—if i hire you. but let’s be clear: you’re here to take my anger, to worship blindly, and to remember i’m more powerful than you’ll ever be. we do do callbacks sometimes. i’ll let you know by email or phone.  you can go now. it’s been a pleasure.” will you be kept… or discarded?