Most Men Admire Me For My Huge Muscles, Masculine Aura And Ability To KO Some Weaker Being In The Ring.

“Most Men admire me for my huge muscles, masculine aura and ability to KO some weaker being in the ring. You...you like to lick the dirt from between my godly toes, press your face against my meaty soles and lick up and down my wrinkled arches. I mean, there are hierarchies and then...there’s you. No, didn’t say stop, did I? Just reminding you of quite how pathetic you really are, foot slave. That’s it, just keep going. No looking up at Me. Embrace what you truly are. You love it, don’t you. Good foot pup. You’re home now.” 🍆 🍆 🍆 💦 💦 💦 “Clean. That. Up. Immediately. Good boy.”

Pro wrestler Mike Bennett

Alpha Master’s beautiful, engulfing, wrinkly soles are my deadly nightshade. One taste and I’m hooked. TKO. You win mighty Sir! Please let me please You!

Good night male feet lovers!

Wowww...shiny, wrinkly, perfect! And a hot, hot owner of such amazing soles. In love! 💗

Absolutely love this description of the footbeta/Footmaster dynamic! 🔥 🔥

"Isn't it interesting how a Man's feet are the lowest part of the body; yet, also a sign of conquest? Just look at these feet - masculine, sure, they're attached to me - whether they're clean or sweaty after a day of leading you wimps, someone would have to kneel before me to get a good look. Agreed?"

"Sir, yes, Sir."

"That's right. Now, take a closer look at them while I continue."

"Yes, Sir."

"Good boy. Now, some might think a wimp kneeling before a Man like me with His feet up would be a sign of my conquest but I simply see a reflection of who has more power. For example, everyone knows I'm in charge, right?"

"Sir, yes, Sir."

"So when these unwashed feet, designed to support this Man, are applied to the face of another, like this...not only is the power dynamic clear it's obvious the Man's feet have subjugated and assumed control. A conquest."

“Please ignore me Master while I do what your Alpha masculine paws make me have to, Sir. Please just drink your coffee and keep thinking about your girlfriend.”

Thoughts of a true foot and sole beta enslaved by one, weak glance.

“Hey, footslave, I’ve got 5 lives left on this game so if you want to start your daily worship allowance, now’s your chance.”

“Thank you, Master, for the opportunity. I will be as quick as I can. Please ignore me while I do what I need to do.”

“Oh, don’t worry beta-boy, I don’t have any desire to look up from my game or down at you while you do your...business.”

“Understood, Master.”

“15 minutes, footboy. And remember, we don’t even refer to it once you’ve come, licked up and gone. Man, what a twisted housemate you are. At least it means the number of chores I have to do is zero and the amount of rent I have to pay is nil. Isn’t that right, beta footsub?”

“Yes, Master, absolutely. You deserve to be waited on hand and foot. You deserve all my worship. You’re my Superior and boss. I am so lucky to have the privilege of being underneath your godly feet!”

“Good footboy. That’s what I like to hear. Now, go!”