Jhully sat comfortably on the couch, her long legs stretched out in front of her as she watched Slave Robbit nervously fidget beside her. The room was dimly lit, filled with the delicious scent of freshly baked bread and warm feet. The studio, Manu Albertine Feet, was known for its intimate yet erotic foot fetish content, and this particular video, "Foot gagging, part 3," promised to be no exception.
As Robbit waited for his mistress's command, he couldn't help but admire the view before him. Jhully wore a pair of white sneakers that were slightly dusty from their outdoor adventure earlier in the day. Her pale legs shimmered beneath the soft glow of the lamps, and her toes curled in anticipation.
Jhully leaned forward, her breasts grazing against the armrest as she spoke. "Are you ready, my little slave?" she purred. Robbit nervously nodded, his heart hammering against his chest. "Good boy," she cooed, reaching down to untie her sneakers. "I want you to take off my shoes, one at a time, and stick your nose in them. Get a good whiff of my rotten feet."
Slowly, Robbit approached his mistress, his eyes locked on her feet. He knelt before her, taking each sneaker and bringing it up to his face, inhaling deeply as the pungent scent of sweat and dirt filled his nostrils. Jhully giggled, her toes curling even further in pleasure. "That's it, slave. Keep going."
As Robbit continued to sniff at her sneakers, Jhully reached down to her socks, pulling them up to reveal her bare feet. They were soft and supple, with calluses forming on the balls of her feet from years of dancing. "Now take off my socks, with your teeth," she commanded.
Robbit opened his mouth wide, his tongue flicking nervously as he reached for her socks. He bit down gently, tugging them off her feet and bringing them up to his face. The scent of her feet was intoxicating, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and take a deep breath, filling his lungs with the musky aroma.
"That's enough teasing," Jhully said, slapping his head lightly. "Now lick my feet clean."
Robbit leaned forward, his tongue darting out to clean each toe, tracing the lines of her calluses. He lapped at her heels, savoring the taste of her skin. Jhully let out a moan of pleasure, her legs shaking with anticipation.
"Finally, slave," she whispered, reaching down to unzip her pants. "Swallow my feet."
Robbit's eyes widened as he saw what she meant. He opened his mouth wide, ready to take in all four of her feet at once. Jhully lifted her legs up high, planting her soles against the back of his head. He closed his eyes, savoring the taste of her soft skin sliding down his throat as he swallowed, feeling the warmth spread through his belly.
As he finished swallowing, Jhully leaned back against the couch, her breathing heavy. "That's a good boy," she panted. "Now clean up that mess."
Robbit looked down, seeing the drool pooling at the corner of his mouth. He reached into it, gathering up the saliva and bringing it up to his mouth. He swirled it around, savoring the taste one last time before swallowing it down.
Jhully smiled, satisfied with her slave's obedience. "Foot gagging is an art form," she said, stretching her legs out once more. "And you, my dear slave, are a masterpiece."
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