While He Sits There, Flexes His Gorgeous Muscles And Admires His Handsome Face In The Mirror, All You

While He sits there, flexes his gorgeous muscles and admires His handsome face in the mirror, all you can focus on are His huge, perfect, manly, meaty, dominant soles. You crave to be under them, and underneath Him, showing your subservience, avowing your inferiority. Down on your knees and beg to worship His enslaving feet, footsub! Good boy.

No face? No problem. Your meaty, masculine paws and gorgeous wrinkled soles do all the talking that’s needed! When can I start caressing, licking and worshipping Alpha sole Master? 🐾 👅 🍆🛐

Everyone else is admiring His mesmerising, alpha, hairy pecs, His rock-hard, dreamy abs and His handsome, ‘come and get me’ face but all you can do is stare at His blurry, sexy sole and crave of genuflecting yourself at it, adoring it, adoring Him in His mighty presence. It’s not normal but don’t worry. Your desire to be beneath Him will be obliged. He will acquiesce and you will be where you belong. Lucky foot-boy!

Hairy and harnessed.

“How dare you leave me and your Uncle waiting boy. I am very disappointed in you. Your punishment will be kneeling down in front of us, putting your footslut face just inches from our incredibly handsome soles and not being allowed to touch, lick, suck or caress anything until WE say so. Understood beta? You don’t deserve to worship our glory know.”

“Yes Daddy. Sorry Uncle. Right away bosses. You say and I will obey. I am a mere weakling and YOU control me and my pathetic, alpha male foot-loving penis. You’re right to feel totally ashamed of your footboy son, Daddy.”

“Damn straight. Well that apology and wording was a good start back to your redemption footslut. No more talking now though. Just get your head right where I told you. Now.”

You obeyed Dad and waited for Him and His Alpha brother to grant you permission to do what you had been yearning to do today, tomorrow and every day of your sad, foot-obsessed life. You hung your head in shame, inhaled their mighty Feet’s scents and forced yourself to avoid any contact, just like your Masters said. You were Their best boy. You needed to hear Their words:

“Good boy. Good footslave. You are forgiven. Let today’s veneration commence.”

You chastised yourself over and over again for sleeping through your alarm and not getting Their chores done fast enough. You sighed, you moaned and then you just waited. And waited.

“Good footbeta.” You told yourself over and over again. No brainwashing required here! Your warped brain does all that for you automatically. You basked in Their superiority. You craved. You waited some more.

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.

Couldn’t have put it better myself!