Bought For The Night – A Lesbian Foot Worship & Domination Erotica

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I can so easily picture her snigger royally, luxuriating on her own couch, pampered and paid for by legions of foot slaves. Joy, Brookley, Prisha, and Andrea are four beautiful trophy wives who live in the same rich neighborhood.

I know some people have a penchant for posting stuff that is weird or inappropriate, but feet are such a… bizarre subject for a photo, let alone a social media post.When Frank is here, I can get relief in a more conventional way, or so I tell myself as I start working through a few house chores. I assumed the work would distract me, put my mind off this weird fixation I have suddenly developed. Just when I think I’m finally getting immersed in something else, getting the distraction I so obviously crave, I find my hand fishing out my phone and tapping on Insta, looking for my sole monarch.

I am now her defeated footstool, something less than human, a lesbian cuck pet that the abyss has swallowed whole. Sorry I'll flood the thread just once but I've seen many commenting very precisely and I think this story deserves that, at least.Written in first person, the narrator needs to talk to her flat mate, Sarah, for assistance in paying the rent because she's lost her job.

The imprint was DC’s home for mature tales that were often horror-themed or otherwise dark in nature. The familiar taste of Holly's foot sweat greets me, as her toes worm their way past my lips and into my mouth. I don’t know why I get these intrusive thought, but they cut through my mind like a knife through butter.

Holly never praises my foot massaging skills - I'm probably mediocre at best - but if I were doing an actually terrible job I'm sure she would be scolding me.