Being so close you can feel My breath on your face?... I can see you're excited.. Did you know that lips may swell when sexually aroused? The way you are begging and squirming in that chair is making My lips swell. I know you so desperately want to touch your swollen cock but you are made to sit there and be teased by My sensual lips. So sublime and sultry, you forget that this is your first lesson. A lesson you'll never forget.
This is a rare privilege of indulging in a few of My favorite footwear as I tell you the details of your new purpose. Becoming accustomed to My fetishes is part of your training and beware - you will become highly addicted and triggered. My powerful legs and feet will lead you to the next level.
The sound of heels on hard floor present a pair of long, sheer, shapely legs before you. Dangerous seduction awaits and the temptation is simply irresistible. you are in for a long suffering rapture of edging to My painfully perfect tease. you want to be My slave and worship My luscious legs and divine feet. Now prepare to fall head over heels...
A brief encounter with Me on a smoke break leaves you breathless and addicted. you should be right here kissing My boots as I blow My smoke down on you. My tight, shiny PVC almost blinding you as you are consumed by My clouds of sacred white smoke - a true moth to flame. Smoke billows from My captivating mouth and nose - you would be so lucky to have even a drop of My ash.
you have arrived on your first day of training - obviously you are totally clueless because you have the audacity to walk in unannounced and interrupt Me while I am applying My lipstick. The door slave that let you in will definitely be corrected, but right now I will deal with you...by torturing you with My lips! I order you to sit down on the chair in front of Me. you are confused and speechless as I start sensually stripping your clothes off and tie your hands behind your back. How does it feel?
Oh yes, nothing like the possibility of an explosive release beneath My soles. I permit the footstool to hump its unworthy erection between My latex legs - so smooth and shiny, while I torment it with My words. And when it returns back to its position on the floor beneath Me, its hard aching dick on the edge and begging, it remains completely stiff and still, almost unable to take a breath - just the way I like it.
Being used and allowed to worship a Goddess is a slaves dream. A piece of furniture is all I expect of this male, but it squirms under My heels like a worm instead. I have things to do, calls to make - I cannot have a wriggling worm beneath My feet distracting Me. Perhaps some slaps of My crop and gloved hands to his ass as I prop My latex legs on its back will fix this footstool. It flinches and wails like such a little bitch.
Watch and worship as I smoke My long white menthol, cooling My lips and burning your desire. you have no resistance in My effortless, powerful presence. you need to give in, deeper to the addiction. The craving of My smoke in your face, the feeling of being under My smokey spell. Every second counts with Me. Every arousing inhale and every stimulating exhale. Feed the addiction with My breath taking smoking experience.
And so, if I am pleased, I will reward the worm his life. And some "playtime" as it licks My boot soles and sucks My heel, wanking pathetically as I look down on it. Only for as long as I decide I am satisfied with My thoroughly polished leather boots.
I've got My leather boots, gloves and fur coat on and am almost ready to go out. My boot worm nuzzled up to My boots, embracing its lowly existence. Before I leave, I will have My leather boots shined and polished using the worms tongue. It knows not to slack and to worship My boots with everything its got - or else! I regard My leather boots far superior to this worm that is nothing but flesh to be trod on by a Goddess' boot heels.