The Bratty Mistress and Her Stinky Feet
Sunshine, a dominatrix from the studio Bratty Foot Girls, had her slave locked in chastity for over a month. The taste of his own desperation had built up to an intense level, and she could feel the heat emanating from his body as she approached him. She wore a black lacy bra and panties that barely contained her ample curves, her high heels clicking on the hardwood floor.
"Slave," she purred, her long red hair cascading down her back like a fiery waterfall. "I'll let you have release, but only if you smell my stinky feet while I jerk you off."
The slave, unable to refuse, nodded eagerly. He trembled as she unlocked his chastity cage, freeing his aching cock. She pulled him closer, and he felt her sweaty skin against his own as she began to rub her feet against his face. The smell of her vinegary stinky soles was overwhelming, but he couldn't help but be aroused by it.
"Mmm, yes," she moaned, her voice full of pleasure. "You love the taste of my feet, don't you?"
He nodded, his eyes watering from the stench. She grabbed his head and forced it into her stinky feet, rubbing them against his face and neck. The sensation was both repulsive and exhilarating, and he felt himself growing harder under her ministrations.
"That's it," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "You're mine, aren't you? You'll do anything for a taste of my feet."
She pulled him up, keeping a tight grip on his cock, and began to stroke him slowly. He moaned in response, unable to take his eyes off of her. As she stroked him faster and harder, he could feel himself getting closer to the edge.
"Cum for me, slave," she commanded, her voice low and threatening. "Cum on your master's command."
And with that, he exploded, his cum shooting all over himself. He collapsed back, spent, as she released him from her grasp. She smiled down at him, a satisfied smirk on her lips.
"You're such a good little slave," she purred, running her fingers through his hair. "Now clean up that mess and get back to your chores."
As he crawled away, his head spinning from the combination of pleasure and disgust, he couldn't help but wonder when she would call for him again. But for now, he knew his place, and he would wait patiently for her next command.
