Masters Feet Are So Wrinkly And Meaty And His Toes So Plump And Ripe That You As A Footbeta Have No Choice

Master’s feet are so wrinkly and meaty and His toes so plump and ripe that you as a footbeta have no choice but to fall to your knees and bury your face in them immediately.

Make sure you thank Him profusely for the privilege as you caress, lick, suck and then moan in pleasure. Then for the delight as you start jerking that instant bone His perfect paws compel you to have.

It’s all you and your 🍆 ever wanted, deep down. Admit it.

Not my original but a bit of seasonal humour I found enjoyable.

While most ‘normal’ men would be ‘buying’ him for his godly, Alpha physique and handsome face, most of you on here know by now that for me it’s those perfect, meaty, manly feet and boner-inducing, dominant, virile soles that instantly win me over.

What I wouldn’t give to have paws like that to worship, serve and adore this holiday period. Yum!

“There’s no resisting Daddy’s hot, big, wide, wrinkled paws now is there, footboy? You’re drowning in their magnificence and you need to submit to them straight away, don’t you?”

“Yes Daddy. They’re mesmerising and I can’t do anything to control my urges. Your soles are truly irresistible, it’s true.”

“Good footboy. That’s just what Daddy thought. Well they’re not gonna just clean themselves are they, slave?”

“No, Daddy. Absolutely not. May I have the honour of being underneath their glory and serving them as they deserve to be?”

“Yes footslut. You have Daddy’s permission to do everything you’re born to do with and to them, okay? Let’s start with licking between every enchanting crevice until they’re sparklingly clean and glistening with your beta sub saliva, shall we? After that we’ll turn our attention onto Daddy’s bulbous, manly toes. Don’t worry, we won’t forget about your penchant for sticking your puppy tongue in between and up and down their gaps so that every inch of my dominant Daddy soles has been fully treated and worshipped correctly. Then we’ll assess your sub feet service level and see if you deserve to coat them in your cute, little sub saliva juice. Sound good footboy?”

“Yes, Daddy. Thank You so much. I feel so at peace as soon as I admit my beta urges to you. I am ‘home’ underneath You and Your superior soles. It’s only then when nothing else but pleasing, adoring and venerating Your perfect feet makes sense. Thank You so much for letting me.”

“You’re welcome, footboy. I’m so glad you finally found Me. You’re such a lucky footslut, aren’t you, footslave?”

“Yes Daddy, one million per cent. I’m Yours.”

“Gooood boyyyy. No need to fight it is there. Now get licking.”

“Yes Daddy. Absolutely. Right away, Boss.”

“That’s my good footslut. Oh you’re so hard and excited already I see with that tent in your trousers. No need for you to stay clothed, footboy, is there?”

“No Daddy. I need to release my bone and show You what effect Your soles immediately have on me.”

“And that’s just how it should be, footslave. Permission to get naked for full-on foot beta service granted. You’re such a good, little sole worshipper, footboy. You make Daddy so, so proud.”

Those words sent electric shivers down your beta spine. Your 🦴 twitched profusely and stood up to full arousal. You followed Daddy’s orders immediately. All that mattered was pleasing Him. Giving Him what He deserved. You lay naked and placed your face firmly beneath His glorious wrinkled soles. You breathed Him in, inhaling His true power over you. You felt alive. You felt ready. You put out your tongue and let nature guide you in every single long-lasting, hot and joyful lick. Up, down. Side to side. You wouldn’t miss one inch or let one moment more pass without being filled with your adoration. Your purpose in life was here and it was now. You smiled uncontrollably and Daddy reached down to ruffle your hair.

“Such a goooood foootboyyy. Just completely losing himself in Daddy’s perfection, Daddy’s superiority. Nothing left to do but obey. Is there footslut? You’re mine. You belong to Daddy’s superior soles. You’re such a lucky foootboooyyy. Oh yes.”

Resistance is futile, footslave. You will submit to Daddy’s feet and you will obey. Watch, salivate, beg and moan. Your destiny is serving Daddy’s superior soles. Don’t try to fight it. Just rest your head underneath their power. Stick out your tongue. Engulf your sub mouth with their glory. Oh, sure you can release that 🦴 That’s it. Lick, worship, massage, suck. Good boy. You’re in foot-beta heaven, aren’t you?

Owned.

By far the best Daddy feet buffet imaginable. So worship-worthy and so supreme but where to start? So much to crave between meaty foot caressing, Alpha sole licking and chunky toe-sucking! I also love how none of them particularly look like they’d pay their adoring foot-sub any attention. And rightly so for it would be such a perfect treat to get to worship any of those fine men and their perfect paws. HOT!🔥 🔥

Daddy and boss feet

“That’s it boy. Release your innermost desires. Give Master’s perfect foot all the worship and adoration it deserves. Lose yourself in your subservience. You know as well as I do how much My feet own you. It’s all you have ever wanted. Bury your face into that sole. Make love to it. Beg to please it. You found yourself when you got down on your knees and acknowledged the footslave you truly are. You crave to make it known that you belong to My perfect paws. Do as I say, boy. Obey and you will be rewarded. Good footbeta. Good footslave. Not an atom between you and the soles which own you. Good boy.”

“Thank You Daddy. Your soles complete me. I’m completely under their spell.”

“I know footboy. Don’t worry. Daddy’s here now.”