Foot Domination
Lady Kim: I want my human footrest to sniff my socks.
The little doormat should now sniff my socks. I sat above him in my beautiful dress and I placed my big feet (shoe size 43 EU) with my scented socks on his face. I'll rub my sock scent on his face. He should also lick my socks. He has a lot to lick with such big feet. I also tell him again and again that it can only be used as a doormat, as a living doormat for my luxury feet. I film him with my cell phone while he has to lick the sweat from his feet under my socks and the dust from the floor. I can show these videos to everyone later and humiliate him.
I just don't pay any attention and you wouldn't believe how brutal and heavy my big feet can be.
Lady Nisha: Who else wants to lick dirty sports socks? I haven't fully exhausted myself in the gym today because I still have aggression in me. But my socks are sweaty and the dirt from the gym is naturally stuck under the soles. So what's the best way to react? Of course, I'll push my feet into a slave's face. He has to take off my sports sneakers and then he gets my socked feet straight in the face. He gets my damp, dirty gym socks pressed directly into his face. I rub my smelly socks on his face and let him lick the dirt off my socks. It serves as a foot rest for my socks right after training. Do you also want to get my dirty, musty gym socks in your worthless face?
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Queen Marie Müller: My hard hotel trampling session.
The guy pays a lot of money and has come to my town just for me to use as a doormat and rug. First, I clean my yellow Buffalo sneakers on my living doormat. dirt to dirt. Then I'll kick him flat. He can feel my Buffalo sneakers, my Twetty socks and my bare feet. I use it mercilessly as a hotel carpet and object to vent myself. Of course I also let him clean my shoes, socks and feet with his tongue. At the end I spit in his face to show him my contempt. There it stays, my spit on, living doormat.
Lady Nicole: trampled flat under my socks. I'll take off my sneakers now and we'll use my human rug. I'll trample him under my scented socks and enjoy the feeling of standing over him and owning someone who likes to be my human carpet. But it is also very important to me that the slave on the ground absorbs my scent. I keep asking him to breathe in and inhale my foot scent through my socks. He has to describe the scent to me. When his nose and brain are filled with the scent of my socks and feet, he has the honor of feeling my full weight. I even stand on his face with all my weight. A wonderful position: he can smell my feet and at the same time he is crushed flat under my weight.