[F4F] Footsie Slave [Hypnosis][HFO][Stereo][Feet][Fdom][Stockings][Countdown][Objectification][Foot Stool][Movement][Trigger Installation][Position training][Massaged by feet][Toe Sucking][Fdom][Beach][Lifeguard][CEI]

It's time to get ready. Are you ready? Are you ready for me? Just relax. I know you're ready.

But I still have to prepare a bit. It just wouldn't can be done to go out in my bare feet. The rest of my outfit is spectacular. Short black miniskirt. Garters Underneath.

I know you love watching me put my stockings on, so I saved them for last. Can. There's my corset with its high collar, giving the perfect appearance of sinister. Slightly malicious, But still so very, very sexy that you can't resist me. My hair is still not pinned into place, and my makeup is already good to go.

Dark eyeliner for that shadow framing of my hypnotic Guys, you could just see yourselves getting lost in them, but I'm not I still have these lovely black stockings. They need to go over my toes and up my Drop your lids. Close your Eyes for a moment. I'm going to rub my stockings against you so you can feel that silky yet slightly you a raspy texture? Clasp nice and tight.

Feel them against the top of your arm just being robbed so nicely. I bet you wish they weren't so clean …

It's time to get ready. Are you ready? Are you ready for me? Just relax. I know you're ready.

But I still have to prepare a bit. It just wouldn't can be done to go out in my bare feet. The rest of my outfit is spectacular. Short black miniskirt. Garters Underneath.

I know you love watching me put my stockings on, so I saved them for last. Can. There's my corset with its high collar, giving the perfect appearance of sinister. Slightly malicious, But still so very, very sexy that you can't resist me. My hair is still not pinned into place, and my makeup is already good to go.

Dark eyeliner for that shadow framing of my hypnotic Guys, you could just see yourselves getting lost in them, but I'm not I still have these lovely black stockings. They need to go over my toes and up my Drop your lids. Close your Eyes for a moment. I'm going to rub my stockings against you so you can feel that silky yet slightly you a raspy texture? Clasp nice and tight.

Feel them against the top of your arm just being robbed so nicely. I bet you wish they weren't so clean that I was doing this see you after I wear them all night. Not too bad. You'll have to wait. Now keep those eyes closed.

I'm about to put them on. And you? You are about to go down and to transfer me. It's really easy. You are just such took good little slot that way.

A good little footsie slave. I'll warn you now that soon, that will be a trigger for you. But see slave. I guess it's not that great of a warning because you're still going to listen, aren't you? You're still going To go down for me?

I have an idea. I'm going to drop you into trance while I roll my stockings up my legs. I And that way, once I am ready, you will be too. Now relax. Lay back, I Mind focusing only on my voice and the thought of my stockings.

Black and Arzalki? About to cover my white flesh. About to cover you ready? My tiny, little toes, perfectly painted with a spiral design. And that's all you can think about the arches of my feet, the curves of my calves, I my tiny perfect toes.

Breathe in feeling like you can smell them. Breathe out having smelled them. You can. It's just at the edges of your awareness. Breathe in again, and this time, let relaxation fill you.

I souls, we are going to expand that awareness. That's so easy. Feeling your body going limp, deeper into this relaxed state of body, relaxed state of I'm continuing to breathe in and out with each breath in, smelling my feet right in front of your face as I'm leaning down to place a bit of black around the toes. With each breath out, your mind sinks down. You are already in your happy place?

The more you breathe, the more you wellow it up. My fingers moving to pull the black fabric slowly up, inching it, the Are you ready? Are stared in the dark, silky fabric. The more of your mind my mind is covering and starting to control. Your actions will be at my whims, my desires.

Your world will be whatever I choose it to be sinking down deeper and deeper? Only the heel of my foot left until Are you ready? Are you ready? With the loosening of my fingers as I pull them upwards, the fabric unrolls, and all you can see of my left foot is cloaked have to buy a dark mesh. A dark mesh that pulls you in as I pull it up, I'm laying it over athletic calves until they too start to disappear, all semblance of thought disappearing in your mind.

There really is only one thought. My feet, my legs, and the torturously slow progression of their veiling in a thin black thigh high, And it's so close to its destination now. Your mind too is close to a perfect place. I'll count you down as I roll my stocking and unravel your And when I say 1, your mind will be completely blank, completely empty, accept for my voice. And my feet.

My legs can be in there do if you like. Your only point of focus and awareness as 5, with every Number we go down, my fingers raise the fabric higher. 4, starting to pull I and stretch it now. 3. Mind quieting.

Patient to just wait ate and listen and watch and feel. 2, feel more and more submissive, tying that submission to feet. As one, my mission to feet as one. My leg is covered now up on my thigh. Your mind drops into I'm Okay.

1st, 1 step and then the other, leaving my toes, my feet, my legs encased iced in fabric. I rub my foot against you so lightly, so teasing I think as I lean over to start on my other Thinking. Even more, I'll count you down again. And when I say 1, you will be in a completely relaxed, completely pliant, completely submissive trans. Feeling so very suggestible.

It's so very easy to follow my suggestions like they are commands because when you a deep down entranced? My words are commands. All All of my words. All of my commands so easy and pleasant to follow. Just drop into this Place, my toes sliding into the 1st rolled up bit of darkness as I push my look forward, stretching the fabric as it unrolls.

10. I pull it up, and your mind goes down. 9. Up, Are you ready? Up.

Over the arch. Over the heel. 8. Your mind is floating, falling into sweet, happy trams. I have 7 sexy stockings covering both my legs as I draw it up over my calves.

6 going deeper I and deeper as white flesh is covered by black silk. 5, slipping it so lightly over my little knees. 4. You like thinking about knees, about being Hang on yours. 3.

In a moment, I am going to say the last number. And when I do, your mind will sink blissfully down your awareness. You'll be empty. 2, except for My voice, except for my feet, except for my stockings, is one. You drop even deeper.

My stockings slide into place as I clip them into the ribbons coming from my garters? One snap, then the other. All secure. Your mind, all you secure? You like feet?

You like the look of them? The feel love them. The smell of them. They drive you crazy. They drive you wild.

Covered? Uncovered? It doesn't don't matter. You love feet, my little footsie Oh, I told you the trigger I will be adding now, FTSE slave. And when I say it, when I add it to the vocabulary of your triggers.

These words will become entrenched in your mind, anchored down so deep, anchored go deeply because you want this trigger. You want it so badly. You want so badly to be my footsie slave to handle my feet, to care for them, to have one tiny bit of power in this swirled to be in charge of taking care of my feet, massaging them, giving them a place to rest on your own body, warming am when they are called. A slave to my feet. A slave for my feet.

A FTSE slave. My FTSE slave. When I move my feet, I am the conductor, and you, you aren't even a musician. You are the I instrument. Following the will of each gesture, each point.

Following and obeying. Obeying and following deep and submissive. I Footsie slave. When you hear these words, you are drawn back into this frame of thought, this frame of A caged mind of sweet subservience defeat, the feet of whoever says those words. Footsie slave.

You are my Footsie slave. You could fight against it if you really wanted to, but your desire Dooms you to a fate more wonderful than anything else, and so your mind simply blanks, gives in, I Relax us. Footsie slave, it's so quickly become a part of your identity. Footsie slave, If it's time to seal it in in your mind, you are ready. I can tell.

And only one thing is needed to make this trigger a permanent part of your reality to anchor it so deep, deep inside. I just put on my boots for me. Nice 6 inch heels, black latex. Just put on my I Boots, you see yourself doing it. Though there was no need for your mind to give the order, my words gave the order, and you are a footsie see slave.

You simply obey, your hands caressing my boots as you line them up with my font. I point my have perfect toes, and you slide the heel in, guiding and pushing and firmly securing my foot inside. Good toy. Running up the zipper slowly. Luxury you aiding in being this close, so close to touching my magnificent feet, my sexy legs?

Good little footsie Again, the other foot now. You can't help but obey. Your mind is trapped. Happily, Which is the strongest kind of trap? The one you don't want to leave.

So you will never I've encapsulating my foot in my boot, zipping it up. Good. Good, Footsie Slave. I'm all ready now, and so are you. Let's have some fun.

Float. Now as you float for me, it's time to make you a bit more useful. I'll use my feet to you so? And your mind is so weak to my voice, so conditioned to follow my words and my will. I It will be really easy for you.

You want to be useful to me. You want to be a good little slave. You want to be an object for me. Really? That's all you are?

An object movable. I can move you into any position I want and train your mind, train your body to assume in that position anytime I want. Anytime it is useful. I will have to You is say the word slave and then the name of the object I wish you to be, and you will assume At that position, your mind will go blank and empty until you hear further instructions. Words you hear, words I say, will float in the background of your mind Unless I speak directly to you.

And even then, your body will show no response. Your mind will not think on the words unless I give you a command. Until I say slave to you? Give direction to you, and then you will obey. So happy to obey.

It feels good And to obey. Slave, today, I want you to be a footstool. Move your body all the way onto the floor. Start by Laying down. Knees bent.

It's so natural for you. Such a natural Place on your knees before your domino. Slave, put your hands on the ground, touching the floor. Back straight. Feeling your back as it I at my command.

Ass lifted up. Higher. Nice. Good. Now make your back level.

I You can lower your elbows if needed, but I want a level place to put my feet. And That's exactly what you're going to give me. Good. Good toy. This position is called footstool for when I want to rest my feet.

Your greatest desire in this position is to feel the weight of my feet and legs using you. You want to benefit your domino. You want to make me feel good. And when any woman says slave and footstool to you, you will assume this position until instructed elsewise and hope to be rewarded, rewarded by being used. Just it feels so good to be used, so good to be a good little piece of furniture.

We going to go deeper into your trance now, nice and deep to anchor I this command, this state of mind and sense of objectification, deep, deep inside of you. Feel my toes through my heels starting to tease you, running lightly over you. I'm going to run them over you. You won't feel them individually I even through heels, even through boots. And with each stroke of my feet against your flesh, you are going to go deeper, I deeper towards the ultimate reward, the ultimate feel I perfect.

Ready? Ten tiny little Toes wriggling, moving around, almost stretching all of them out as I rub Rub them gently against your leg. And down. And, don't. Your mind follows the sensation.

Up I and down. Up and down as I stroke your thigh. You feel your body Relaxing into my touch, going deeper with every motion. Up and down. Up and down.

Relaxing into the feeling love my feet rubbing against you. And down. Are you ready? Up and down. Up and down.

I 10 perfect, tiny toes, the arch of My foot conforming against the curve of your leg as my feet rub teasingly against still. Moving the mark of the curve of your ass, resting 1 heel firmly against your the other foot is going down your side and around to play with your belly. You feel squeezing my feet together in a pincer like motion, squeezing you tightly in a hug from my your feet clenching you between them, using the foot underneath to prod you a bit? Lift a bit higher for me. There.

Good footstool. Moving on I know. Hi. Up your body. I'm rubbing them against your back.

Soft, Slow strokes. Just the tips and the pads of my tiny toes. Up And down. Up. And down.

All All the way up your back. All the way down, and your mind goes Deeper, deeper, and deeper as I move up and down. Taking a foot and resting it on the back of your neck now. I place the Other under your chin, lifting it a little. No need to hang your head, my little toy.

You can be proud I to be a footstool. You want to be the best footstool you can be. And as your mind sinks deeper and deeper into the frame I have provided, you find it is so very true. You are a good footstool, the best footstool. Your purpose is for Are you ready?

To rest weary, tired feet. My foot I in front of your face now. No covering. Everything has been stripped away just like your will. Just a barefoot, queen with blue polish and a spiral I'll design on the big toe.

In a moment, I want you to kiss it, sealing it. And when I say Those words again, your mind will fall into an even deeper trance. In your proper place I'm can. Ready. Be a good little footstool.

Kiss my foot. God. Feel your mind dropping and descending deeper. You are a footstool, and your purpose has been meant you feel the weight of my legs as I drop them on your back. Nice and warm.

It's It's so nice to have a self warming footstool. Let your mind just you're sting on a white, fluffy cloud. So happy. It's this. And it's hugging you, squeezing you, comforting you.

You can only picture it. Sky blue all around you, covering the horizon of your decadent surroundings, laying back in the comfiest piece of furniture known to man, a cross between In a beanbag in a water bed. The feeling of cushy fabric, but with the fluffy, conforming ability of liquid. All of it captured in an amazing beach chair that more resembles a luxurious recliner. Guess recliner.

Fluffy towels piled on top of you, piled on pure white plush cotton towels with a silky, golden stripe? You've never been this comfortable before, this cushion. You feel like you are waking. You are baking you in a hot, hot sun? Relaxing as the heat sinks into your body.

You relaxing deeper as the warmth sinks into your bones, causing all of your Muscles too intense. You can't resist these hot spikes Ex of pleasure pulsing into you. The sun's rays feeling so friendly against your skin as a cool, A world of brightness filled with light. You see an angel's face halo by the brightness. Know.

Her head shadows your face, protecting you from the worst of the glare as she slowly leans I'm back, allowing your vision to become adjusted. She's here to protect you from the sun, Really? You see her smiling, almost giggling. I can read your thoughts, you know? It's saw easy just by looking at your face.

I know what you're thinking. But, really, what you need is some sunscreen, a nice thick lotion. She moves up, and you see around you. Attached to the cushions of the stand And she sits on above you as a comfy looking stool, perched high above you like a lifeguard stand. In fact, hoped.

It is exactly a lifeguard stand. Red and white against the sky on the lonely you but beautiful beach in a lovely woman in a red swimsuit? It's not very revealing of skin, but instead it reveals in shape, reveling in the delightful curve Of her waist. Lovely breasts with even lovelier cleavage peeking out of her red top. A nice deep tan with deeper shadows as your eyes get caught in them, sucked down, Daydreaming in a trance of thought of your own visions and fantasies.

Your mind sinking in a whirlwind and your eyes go slowly down her body to her waist, to her lovely bare legs, All of it. Completely bare. Completely naked to your eye? The muscled thighs, the slim legs, those perfect calves all Are you ready? Are you ready?

I lifeguard brightly and boldly standing out in white from her uniform. I'm here to keep you safe. You know? You are so very safe right now. You feel safe.

Are you ready? Go deeper now, and I'll put some lotion on you. You? Lately, I've been going to a new class, one that teaches you how to give a massage with your feet. It's called ashiatsu.

I wanna practice, and you need your back lotion shouldn't put on. You wouldn't complain if I massaged it in you with My feet. Would you answer me out loud? Oh, good. Well, now that I have your consent, just relax.

Be a good FTSE slave. Flip over onto your stomach. Do it now. Find a comfy position for your head and just relax, feel my feet rubbing over your scalp. It tickles, but I can kind of contour them and use your head to give my feet a nice rub.

Feels nice. I rub my feet against you, and you can smell them. Smells nice. You just wanna rub your face in them, don't you? You wanna suck on my toes?

Such a dirty footsie slave. Such a dirty mind. I like it, though. Go on then. I want you to suck my toes.

Kiss them first. Kiss each individual Little toe. It tickles. No. Don't stop.

I like it. Suck. Such a delightful toy you are. Using her foot to I push your face down into the towel. She moves to stand on top of you, her hands gripping the wooden slats of her tower.

She starts to move her feet and you feel the most delicious pressure. It feels too light to be true at first. You hear her opening a bottle of lotion, feeling the blast of a Old square till she drips it on you. Drip. Drip.

Trip. Bending over, feet planted on you. She whispers down into your ear trip. Trip. Your mind is drop in.

Everything is just too relaxing, so lovely. You are so happy, and your Our line zones away. We can come back to your massage in a moment, But right now is an escape from reality. I am going to take care of you. So feel your mind dropping, falling, going to sleep.

That little toy? We'll have so much fun. But today, I want you to get a tan and not a burn, so let's I knew. Your mind groggy, sleepy, so content so content to lay hear. Nothing on Earth could make you move at this moment.

Warm sun overhead, Warm sand under a fluffy batch of towels, cool breeze coming off of the blue Motion. Salty mist you taste on the air. And feet. Her lovely feet. I The most blissful pounding against your back as she twists her heel a bit, shifts as her toes find a knot in her heel sinks in, sinks down.

The knot in your shoulders shrinking and slipping away as her heel chases it. Says it firmly and resolutely massages it away. It hurts Just a little. But it's that good hurt, that delicious masochistic feel that anyone can feel in a massage. You getting in there?

Take it. You dirty bitch. Take it. Being left to wonder, am I talking to you or to the not? It starts to feel sexual, Not just relaxation filling your body, not just a sense of relief.

I You feel pleasure of all sorts as she walks down your body. The pads of her feet trampling all over you in her relentless search for knots? For all this, her feet do follow a pattern as she slides them against you. Follow a pattern going up and down your body. Up and down.

Up and down. Her exquisite feet feeling so good as they almost crush you into I said the same. It feels so good. Not just physically, But, mentally, it feels so good to be in your proper place, to be I used as a mat to walk on, to stomp on, her bare toes wiggling here and there, a tickling sort of kiss Against your skin. Her feet moved the lotion, spreading and diffusing it over your body.

You'll be so very protected from the sun. Take it. You dirty bitch, take get. I will crush you and break you and trample you down. My promises are always kept.

You can't run away from me. You find yourself a bit bewildered, Aldered a bit filled with laughter and delight. A lifeguard's attack on your taut muscles starts to wake your mind Just a bit. Just enough to enjoy your ashiatsu massage even more. You relax.

Go deeper. Feel can be bombardment against all of your knot's intentions. I will break them away. Feel your stresses and worries dissipating. Her feet moving to spread the lotion all over your body, you ready?

Down your legs, sliding her arches gently and gracefully you over your calves? Your arms get the same treatment until your entire body is a bag of blissful jelly, and she Are you Actively and irresistibly, you obey. Rolling over onto your back, you stare up at her, still All covered by her red swimsuit. She has on dark sunglasses now. You can't see her eyes to see what she is thinking, but she can see you.

The imbalance of power is obvious. Her clothed, you naked? Her eyes protected, ears naked and vulnerable, Yet this thought only brings positive emotions to the fore, brings a soothing and an exciting. She hops up do I scooting forward a little on her cute ass. She brings her feet closer to you, starts trailing them down.

I smooth legs as she puts 1 up on the seat with her, crossing the other lovely leg over down so her foot can play. She brings out the suntan lotion and prepares to drip it on you again. I You feel the cold drips as the Notion hits your nipples. Not all at once. It's much more teasing than that as your body shudders from each.

Calm. I- Drip. Drip. The word echoes Inside of you, let it anchor inside of you so that every time you hear the word drip, Your pussy will start to moisten, start to grow squirmy, And your clit warms up, heats up, grasitingly as the nerve endings in your most sensitive part come I'm Pleasure a jerk of sexual electricity. Only you From a female voice, but especially from mine.

The word drip sinks into your muscles' Into your brain's conduits of pleasure and physical stimulation in response. I'm writing it in very clearly. Anchoring it. The word drip to cause a physical response. And it feels so good, I Doesn't it?

Just between us 2 girls, I can feel my Pussy starting to drip. I'm just thinking about it. Drip as I feel my crotch getting warmer and warmer. Drip as the lotion drips onto your skin, Onto those lovely, perfect breasts of yours. Just the shape and size.

I like feel my foot running over them. 1st, One lovely meal and then the other. The feeling is so sensual. You feel your pussy start to drip and feel the electricity between the 2 of us, feel feel the almost shock on connection when we touch when I touch you. My good girl.

You look so lovely like this. Your tits look amazing when on your have banged all over you, glistening as I use my foot to rub you down from light that just on your neck and chest to just all over your body, feeling the warmth I feel the lotion spreading. You can feel it in your slit when my toes tease your nipples. Then one you going? Your pussy starts to drip for me.

Your body starts to clench in pleasure. Convulse of pleasure. I'm starting to drip to feel good. Wiggling my hips because I have to. The sexual pleasure is just building up, but I smell the need I have for sex.

That musky scent being blown to you on the went. The red swimsuit is darker at my crotch now from the drip, drip, drip of my pussy. You feel the pleasure spike through you with every drift. My foot comes lower down your body. Toes touching and tickling as they move past, stopping for a moment to play with your soft belly?

I bet you wish you could see mine right now. Too bad. I'm the one with power, and my swimsuit stays I'm. And you? You are perfect, naked and helpless.

No restraints needed to bind you in place. I bind you with pleasure. Dee, and relaxing. This moment is dripping with pleasure, and soon, will show you some more. Drip.

Drip. You feel it deep you inside of you? The pulsating and filling sensation. I can fill you up with just I I show you how good it feels to have your pleasure centers stroked, played with, twang like a string sending jerking jolts of sexual pleasure just surging through you. That drip.

I know right now. But that will grow. Focus on it. Focus on your clit. I'm ready, pussy, underneath it.

Warm and wet. Really, you wanting so needy as it vibrates more? Drip. Drip. You feeling the pleasure building as your body squirms a bit, seeking More sensation.

More touch. You so badly want to reach between your My legs in a piece of fire. Don't rub at it. To make it. Make could go somewhere.

Make it go somewhere deep inside of you so you can cry out and come for me. You? Drip. Drip. Dripping isn't enough.

I want you to search for me. You? And the next day I say search, you will drip. Drip and feel the pleasure Pulsing through you. Drip and feel felt.

So full. So full I'm pressing against all of those parts of you that want a good I drip as my foot moves lower on your body, drip for that you warm, Your pussy drips with every stroke. Stroke can drip. Stroke can drip strong. Drip.

Drip as my foot moves lower. Toes just you using the tip bitty top of the hood of your clit? Just wait. When my toe makes contact Act with your clit's hood, you will feel the strongest jolts of pleasure yet, jolting sharp and electric from your clit and growling to be an aching meat in your pussy, swelling through you. I my little footsie girl, I'll count drew down to the climactic finish because that's all it takes is 1 touch, 1 word, 1 Are you ready?

Was going to wash over you. Are you ready? Drip. 10. So much pleasure.

So much intensity as your mind only has one thing to focus on. 9. Your orgasm will be so strong because I command it. 8. I I make the rules.

7, be a good girl for me. 6, drip. I Drip. Drip. 5.

Drip as you prepare For the climax to rip so blissfully through you, for my toes to touch you. There. 4. Not touching Ashing you directly, just lightly through the hood. 3.

Just enough stimulation. To drip drip drip 1 and come, search. Come for you like a good girl, like a good little footsie slaves? The pleasure shocks your system and drips through you as it overloads it, flooding you with an Power. Drip.

Drip. Feel your pussy dripping and gushing and growing wetter and wetter as you can't hold it back. I It comes at you with a moan and the pleasure surges over you in a great rushing wave a delightful orgasm, drip and surge and cum. I feeling my toes rubbing over you, rubbing into your clit, my foot Now sensuously moving down lower until your pussy's just riding my foot. Drip and riding it.

You are. Your hips thrashing into me, eager and needy for the sensation, for the feel to rub, rub rub that knead away. So hungry for it as I dip my toe in. You're just such a dirty girl, aren't you? So wanting and needy.

I can make you cum Again and again. You're not like the boys. You come so much easier, don't you? You feeling my foot pressing upwards quickly, a firm oomph of pressure almost thudding into your clit like a slap, just bringing another wave of pleasure to rush over your warmed up body. I draw my foot back, releasing the pressure pushing against your pussy, and your cunt just drips.

Alright. I sensation, the drip drip drip of wetness sticky between the lips of your pussy. You know how wet you are Right now, my toe's penetrating between those lovely Netherlands, collecting can smell of that sweetness, that wetness. You're proof of just how much you like feet. I want you taste it.

Taste yourself. Go on. Taste what a horny slut you've just been for me. You suck yourself off my toes. I want them clean.

Suck. Good girl. You're still horny, aren't do. One orgasm is never enough for a needy girl like you. I like you It's so fucking sexy.

You're so fucking sexy. Especially Actually, right now, you're irresistible, and you do such a good job I'm sucking. Now relax. You've had all the pleasure you're I'm going to get for today. You do wanna be a good girl, don't you?

Just relax. Let your I drop deeper, deeper down. Relax with me in the sun and float for A little bit. I'll just rest my toes on you, and we can soak together. Running.

It's a little comfy. Feeling good. Yelling cover and constrained by my feet resting on your torso? I we've had so much fun today, my pet. You've made such great strides in your training.

I- The fun thing is your rewards only serve to anchor you deeper into my power. The more you listen, the more you desperately desire to be under a woman's control. I Under a woman's feet. It's okay, my little footsie slave. You You can always come back to my control.

I'll be here for you. I can't promise My feet will always be this clean, though. And a good little footsie sleeve is perfect For cleaning up dirty feet? I'll be eager to play with you. For now, though, know.

It's time to wake up. My feet tapping on you, tapping against your skin, you following a beat? You'll follow my beat too, 5 taps until you wake up. I One tap of my lovely feet. Two taps, leaving you free to get up, I have to move around.

3. Tap, tap, tapping you slowly into awareness. 4. I'll still be here. You can still hear my voice and feel my presence.

I- you know, before a couple months ago I would've never even considered, like, toe sucking to be a thing. But I went to Charmed with my friend, and, apparently, she has a really big thing for, like, feet am getting her toes sucked and sucking on toes. So, naturally, I had to find some point in the conference to suck her toes. Just a little bit, because I knew she'd like it. Well, maybe I was a little drunk, and maybe my friend's just really sexy.

It's think it's not so bad, though. There is something really sensual to it, to sticking a part of someone in your mouth and just Sucking on it. I guess it felt tickly on her end. Everybody's erogenous zones are in different places, and some people, it's right On their toes? I've never had my toes, but, oh, well, Maybe one day.