Worship My Feet, Watch My Show
Author: Euro Femdom Elite
Tamara, a stunning Amazon with imposing presence, had moved into her new house only a few days ago. Already, she was the undisputed alpha of the household. Her pathetic divorced housemate trembled when he looked into her eyes, terrified of the power she emanated. He was no match for her dominance, and he knew it.
One afternoon, as he lay on the couch watching TV, Tamara entered the room. She had a movie rental in her hands and wanted to watch it. The housemate knew what this meant; it was time to establish the TV rights in the house.
"Worship my big sexy feet while I watch my show," Tamara commanded.
The housemate was well aware of the consequences if he didn't comply. He grudgingly accepted his removal of TV rights, but he also knew he had to offer himself for the comfort of his mistress.
Tamara settled herself comfortably on the couch, her big sexy feet dangling elegantly in front of her. She smiled cruelly at her terrified housemate, who knew what was coming next.
"Now, you pathetic excuse for a man, lick my feet clean," she ordered.
The housemate lowered his head, his tongue tracing the lines of her instep. He used his tongue to clean every inch of her feet, knowing that failure to do so would result in harsher punishment. Tamara sat back, enjoying the sensation of his tongue on her skin.
As he licked, she continued to watch her favorite show, occasionally glancing down at him with a cruel smile. She savored the power she held over him, knowing that he was completely at her mercy.
The housemate's life had become a strange routine: he would serve her feet, and in return, she would allow him to watch TV. It was a small price to pay for his continued safety. He knew he was pathetic, yet there was something strangely addictive about the sense of submission he felt when he worshipped her feet.
And so, the movie played on, with Tamara's big sexy feet resting comfortably atop her housemate's face. He could hear her gentle laughter as she enjoyed her show, oblivious to the fear and humiliation she was inflicting upon him. It was a strange and twisted power dynamic, but it was his new reality. And for now, all he could do was serve and pray that one day, his mistress might find him worthy of her attention... or perhaps, he didn't want her to.
