The Devoted Foot Slut's Worship Session
Tom Baker (Tom Baker Bdsm) walked into his luxurious bedroom, kicking off his heels and sighing in contentment. His eyes fell on the chastity cage locked around his engorged cock and a wicked grin spread across his face. This was the moment he had been waiting for all day; the moment his foot slut would crawl to his feet, begging for the privilege of worshiping them.
He unzipped his trousers, freeing his bulging package and striding over to the bed. Sitting down, he watched as the chastity boy, who had been laying on the floor in front of him, immediately scrambled to his knees and crawled over to the bed. Tom's heart raced with excitement as the boy positioned himself between his legs, his eyes fixed on Tom's bare feet.
"You've been such a good boy today, haven't you?" Tom purred, leaning back against the pillows. The boy nodded frantically, his hands trembling as he reached out to touch Tom's feet. Tom watched as the boy's fingers hesitated before tracing lightly along the arch of his foot.
"That's it, baby," Tom cooed, his voice dripping with sweet seduction. "You know you love my feet, don't you?"
The boy's reply was a whimper, but he didn't need to speak; the way he was now kissing and sucking on Tom's toes was all the answer he needed. Tom moaned, closing his eyes as he let himself sink into the sensation. It was incredible how much power he held over this boy; how he could make him beg and plead just by showing a little skin.
"That's it, my little foot slave," Tom murmured, running his fingers through the boy's hair. "You're going to make me cum, aren't you?"
The boy nodded frantically, his tongue flicking out to lap at the sweat that had started to gather on Tom's ankle. Tom gasped, arching his back as the boy's tongue found a particularly sensitive spot. He reached down, grabbing a handful of the boy's hair and pulling him closer.
"Suck my toes," he commanded, his voice low and threatening.
The boy didn't hesitate, his hands gripping Tom's ankles as he buried his face between Tom's feet. He sucked and licked, his hot breath sending shivers down Tom's spine. As he felt his climax approaching, Tom grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his hips, lifting his ass off the bed. He watched, breathless, as the boy looked up at him through a haze of lust.
"Cum for me, baby," Tom whispered, his voice hoarse. "Prove to me how much you love my feet."
The boy didn't need any more encouragement; his mouth opened wide and he swallowed down Tom's cum as it exploded from his engorged cock. As he came back to reality, Tom let out a satisfied sigh. He pushed the boy off his feet and stood up, walking over to the closet to change into something more comfortable.
Behind him, the chastity boy remained on the floor, his eyes locked on Tom's backside. He could feel the ache in his cock as it began to soften, but he knew that wouldn't last long. This was just the beginning of another round of worship for Tom's perfect feet.
