Footfetish Slaves: A Brutal Introduction
The Fetish Factory Brazil Foot Fetish studio was abuzz with anticipation as Babe and Sophie Smith prepared for their latest video. Pedrinho, the new slave, was already bound and gagged, ready to suffer their delicious feet. The two goddesses couldn't contain their excitement as they admired their captive, his eyes pleading for mercy.
"Are you ready?" Sophie asked, her high heels clicking against the floor.
Babe nodded, her stilettos leaving deep impressions in the carpet. "Let's do this."
They approached Pedrinho from opposite sides, their skirts swirling around them. Pedrinho tried to struggle against his restraints, but it was no use. He could feel his heart racing as they drew closer.
Sophie leaned down, her breasts practically touching Pedrinho's face. She brushed a hand through his hair before pressing her foot against his mouth. Pedrinho gagged on the scent of her perfume mixed with the sweat on his skin.
"Open wide," Babe commanded, her voice echoing in his ears. She stepped forward, her foot gliding up the inside of Sophie's leg before pressing against Pedrinho's lips. He could feel the weight of both women bearing down on him as they forced his mouth further open.
And then, they began to kick.
Their heels hammered against Pedrinho's chest, driving the air from his lungs. Each kick felt like a punch to the stomach, leaving him gasping for breath. But it was the feel of their feet inside his mouth that sent shockwaves of pleasure through him.
"Oh, baby," Sophie moaned, her hips swaying in time with the kicks. "You like that, don't you?"
"You're such a slut for our feet," Babe purred.
Pedrinho couldn't respond, his mouth full of their feet. But he nodded frantically, hoping they couldn't see the tears streaming down his face. He'd never felt such intense pleasure and pain all at once.
As the minutes passed, the kicks grew harder and faster. Pedrinho was sure he couldn't take much more. But just when he thought he'd had enough, they stopped.
Slowly, they withdrew their feet from his mouth, their heels dragging across his lips one last time. Pedrinho gasped for air, his whole body shaking with relief and arousal.
"That was just a warm-up," Babe warned, her voice dripping with menace. "Imagine what we'll do to you when we're really ready to play."
The thought terrified Pedrinho, but he couldn't deny the excitement coursing through him. He knew that if he survived this, he'd never be the same again.
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