mech1nomics
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"Today is a beautiful day to walk on your face. I expect foot worship and whatever else I ask for when I see you...let's see how good of a foot slave u will be today. If u object I will restrict you from touching My feet, licking My sweaty soles and caressing My heels with your tongue until I feel like allowing u the privilege again. I plan on breaking you to My every wish and desire. A good foot slave realizes his Queen's worth so during the session I expect you to express how much you love being My property. You will not be allowed to make suggestions as to how I punish you or how you should please Me. The only words you should speak are in homage to My wonderful being. All punishments shall occur when I feel necessary, this will show u how real this is. Any disrespect or rude attitude towards your Queen will result in punishment. Punishment may include slapping you in the face with heels, feet, hand, etc. Ball torture, corporal punishment and restrictions. you are to remain on the floor at all time for sessions. Eye contact will be non existent unless I want you to look at me so I can examine your reactions otherwise your eyes will exclusively be restricted to My feet. Again failure to execute any of My commands will result in strict punishment." As I read those words I couldn't help the excitement that came over me; yet confusion soon followed. We met on a beautiful spring evening a few weeks ago while both waiting on an airport shuttle. It was cheaper than a cab and not as lonely. I was ready to get home and collapse. After spending 36 of the last 72 hours on a plane you would be ready to fall out as well. She said she was from Maryland, but was in Chicago on business for a few days. I asked what industry she was in and without breaking a sweat she said the adult entertainment business. I smirked a bit and while trying not to be so obvious glanced her way to totally check her out. She was a beautiful ebony tone, light brown hair. She stood somewhere from about 5'4-5'6, I couldn't really tell because of the awesome heels she had on. I'm not sure if she caught me staring at her french tipped toes and I almost didn't care. What's that little smirk all about she asked breaking the trance I was in.
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So I was looking down at my crotch and didnt see the top of your head!...ok sure Ill take one step down this ladder but being on top is so fun!..think this is random then you should hear me speak!
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