My mean smother games

My Foot Mutt Licks My Turkish Size 42 Soles. While I Slap His Face with Feet Princess Fiola: „I’m still sitting so comfortably in my big armchair, my long sexy legs casually draped over the armrest. Right at my feet kneels my devoted slave. He still has my worn, fragrant stockings stuffed deep in his slave mouth and has to serve my bare feet at the same time. I wrap my toes tightly around his nose and push it deep between them — right where the foot sweat is the strongest and most intense. Breathe it in deeply, you pathetic foot dog. Then you get to lick my big Turkish feet, size 42 EU. Look at them — so hot, so perfect, with this deep red, glossy nail polish. It’s a huge honor for you to be allowed to worship these divine feet. Lick every single inch. Suck my toes deep into your mouth, slide your tongue between them and taste every drop of my flavor. While doing so, you look up at me and adore your Turkish Goddess with your eyes. As a reward, I slap your face hard with my heavy feet — left, right, left, right. Your cheeks turn nice and red while you keep licking. Lick… lick… lick. You are nothing but my personal foot mutt, and the feet of your hot Turkish Goddess are your entire world.“

Lick and Clean Soccer Mom´s sweaty feet - Mistress Lola I’m Mistress Lola. After a long day on my feet, I’ve finally earned some relaxation. I drove my son to football practice and then went shopping. I was in my old Birkenstock sandals the whole day. My feet really smell after this warm, busy day. The sandals are old – the old foot sweat is still stuck to the insoles, and on top of that there’s my fresh sweat on the soles and between my toes. I’m sitting in the armchair now and putting my feet up. My foot slave has to take care of me now. First he has to clean my old, stinky Birkenstock sandals with his tongue. He licks all the street dirt from the soles and the sticky old foot sweat from the insoles – thoroughly and humbly. After that come my bare, sweaty feet. He pampers them with his tongue, licks every spot and especially sucks the foot sweat out from between my toes. He has to recognize me as his Mistress and serve my feet. From now on he is my licking servant. Go on… show me that you know what you’re here for.

Lick my big Turkish Feet - You Fucking Foot-Cur Fiola: I am Princess Fiola, a Turkish Mistress with big, sexy feet – size 42. I’ve made myself comfortable and put my feet up. Look at me, foot-dog. You crawl over here right now. First you kiss my stinky socks. Slowly, obediently, with your nose right against them. Smell it. Then you pull them off carefully. Because today you will lick my naked, big feet clean. My soles are warm, damp and strong after the whole day. You lick every single spot. The toes, the balls, the heels. Everything. In between you get slapped. My big feet smash right into your face. Left, right, straight into your slave face. And then I press my soles hard onto your nose. Push you down. Go on, inhale the scent, foot-dog. Breathe it in deep. That’s the smell of your Mistress. You are my foot-dog and at the same time my carpet. A Turkish, sexy Mistress uses you exactly the way she wants. You crawl, you lick, you take the slaps and you breathe in my soles. Keep licking. Keep enduring. Until I am satisfied.

Merciless Punishment with my feet Lady Adriana leans back with a satisfied, dominant smile and recounts: „It was another extremely intense session with my slave. I’ll be completely honest — it is a real honor for him to be punished so harshly and humiliatingly by me. So many other slaves would immediately want to trade places with him, just to experience being crushed under my feet once. The punishment was merciless. I trampled his pathetic slave face with my sexy feet until it was red and blue all over. I stood on his face and head with my full weight again and again, pressing him deep into the floor and showing him exactly how worthless he is beneath me. In between, I repeatedly spat right into his open slave mouth and face. My thick spit landed on his skin, and then I sensually rubbed and spread it all over his face with my soft soles. First, he had to lick my spit from my feet — every single drop I generously gave him. Only after that was he allowed to continue suffering under my soles. Because I got a little sweaty during this hard trampling session, he also had to lick every bit of my warm foot sweat from my soles. Afterwards, I extinguished him like a cigarette under my feet — slowly, firmly, and without any mercy. In the end, he was nothing more than a human doormat. A broken, drooling, happy little beta object. And I’m sure of one thing: after this session with my dominant feet, he never wants to be anything else but my personal foot mat.“

A Nerdy Student´s hard Foot Domination - Nerd Lady Lina "I am Lady Lina. From the outside I look like the harmless, clever student with glasses and a nerdy look. Everyone thinks I only like games, computers and books. But that is just the mask. When I come home after a bad day at university, I am someone else. Then he is already lying on the floor. On his back. As my object. And I stand over him the entire time. I look down at him while my nerdy feet begin. I kick him. I strike him with my soles. I press them onto his chest, his stomach, his face. He stays lying there, motionless, just my tool beneath me. I make him lick my soles while I keep standing over him – he sticks out his tongue, I lower my foot, he licks, I lift it again and kick. Then I place my entire foot on his face. Flat. Slow and heavy. I remain standing, feeling him suffer under me, feeling his breath catch. That gives me the deep, inner satisfaction I need. My feet work him extremely hard. He lies, I stand. He is the object, I am the power. This is my balance next to my studies. And as long as I stand over him, he belongs to me."

Ignored & Used as Footrest - Mistress Sarah Mistress Sarah: "I’m sitting comfortably on my bed, legs stretched out, watching a good movie. In one hand I have a bowl of sweets, in the other the remote. Right at my feet lies my slave — quiet, obedient, and nothing more to me right now than a living human footrest. I completely ignore him while I enjoy the film. Every now and then I feel his warmth under my soles. After a while, I slowly peel off my sweaty white socks. The cool air brushes against my bare, slightly damp feet. Without saying a word, I press my warm, soft soles directly onto his face. He gets to feel them, breathe in their scent, and experience their moist warmth. If he stays good and behaves like the perfect footstool, I reward him. Then he’s allowed to gently lick the salty sweat from my soles, cleaning every trace of the day, and take my toes deep into his mouth. He sucks and worships each one while I continue watching TV and eating my snacks. This is exactly how I like it — relaxing in front of the screen with a willing slave’s face serving as my personal footrest. Warm, useful, and completely beneath me."