Foot Domination
Lady Kim: After cleaning, he has to lick my sweaty feet!
The slave is late again and, contrary to my usual habit, I have to wipe the floor myself. I hate cleaning, that's what slaves are usually there for! But I know exactly what I'm going to do right after cleaning. When the slave comes, he has to go straight to the floor and he will lick my dusty, sweaty socks and my wet feet clean. He will take the position of a doormat and is only there to clean my feet
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Lady Nisha: After walking the dog, my feet are licked.
I come straight in and I don't particularly like going out so early. What I still like about it, however, is that I naturally have my feet licked clean after each walk. First, the appetizer is street dirt from the soles of my shoes. Then my socks and my bare feet are licked. I'll hit him a little with my feet and press his face flat under my soles. He can thank me with foot worship and take in the taste of my socks and my bare soles. My bare soles have the taste of a long night and a morning BEFORE the shower!
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Lady Nicole: I'm the boss and he has to lick my nylon socks under the desk!
I'm not just a lady, I'm also the boss in the office and if something doesn't go the way I want it to and if someone fails in the tasks I give them, then they get punished. After a visit to a trade fair, my nylon socks in my business shoes smoke particularly badly and the loser has to listen to my criticism of him under the desk under my feet. First he has to lick my business heels and then he gets the smell of the boss's feet right on his nose. He has to lick my sweaty nylon socks while I scold him. I love to criticize and have my feet licked at the same time!
Lady Nisha: My foot slave on the terrace.
This video doesn't need much explanation, because it's normal that when I want to relax on the terrace with a drink, a foot slave immediately lies down at my feet and relaxes my warm feet with his tongue. Of course, he has to serve me and, for example, hold my drink and other things. Of course, I don't miss the opportunity to hit my human footrest with my feet every now and then, because then he knows exactly where he belongs: UNDER MY FEET!