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“Aww, man, you want to go again? But you only just worshipped and came over My soles a couple of hours ago. I thought you were ‘spent’ for today, but here you are again!! You really are one horny, twisted foot-sub, aren’t you?! Can’t you see Master is busy right now?”

“Sorry, Master, I just can’t help myself. Your soles are so big, soft, shiny, and masculine. You’re right, I’m so, totally obsessed. I promise I will just rub, caress, lick, and suck them quietly, while You ignore me and get on with your work. Pleeease, Master?”

“Ahh how can I resist those puppy-dog eyes of yours? Well, I guess you have just paid all the rent again. And you did an amazing job collecting My dry-cleaning, ironing My sheets, and cleaning My bathroom. And Master’s followers on the socials keep asking for more footslave ignoring content. So okay, you deserve it, My little foot-pet. Do your best for My perfect soles. Make them feel as good as possible. Worship My feet like the God that I am to you. Press record and let’s go.”

“Thank you, Master. Thank you so much. You’re just so good to me!”

“Aren’t I just, footf*g? Aren’t I just? Enough talking now. I’ve gotta get on with this. Have fun!”

“Yes, Master, absolutely! You’re the best FootGod ever!”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Shush now, footslave. Before I change My mind.”

🎥 👣 👅 🙌🏼 😵‍💫🛐🍆💦💦💦

In the blink of an eye, you’re captivated.

In the beat of a heart, you’re hooked.

Something changed within you, the night that He moved in.

An irreversible loss of self-restraint.

An undeniable urge to do anything He said.

Whenever evening fell, and the working day was done, your adjusted self came alive.

He ate the dinner you prepared. He chose what you both watched as you ate it. He checked His socials as you looked on in desire. He felt the fatigue after the day working in His high and powerful job; your energy, on the other hand, was just starting to pique. His eyes started to close, and yours lit up.

You knew it would soon be time to let loose.

He clicked and pointed at the floor by His feet. You moved into position. He started drifting off. You never knew if He deliberately chose this moment to switch off completely. Whatever it was, He never chose to be alert while what happened next, happened next.

He looked as though He’d dropped into slumber. You knew this was your best moment. His meaty, masculine soles took over. You placed your face directly in front of them. You inhaled His superior scent. You indulged yourself in His presence. You held out your arms and started lightly caressing the underneath of His paws. He did not stir.

You massaged gently and a feeling within you stirred. Pleasure. Pure pleasure. To be at His feet, giving them the attention they deserved. You wasted no time in starting to lick. And yet still, He remained asleep.

Long, lascivious licks, coating both His soles in glistening saliva. You felt alive. The smell, the taste, the warmth. Everything seemed to slot into place.

You lost yourself with your mouth. Thinking stopped. Outside world problems abated. All that mattered in that moment was pleasing the resting Man in front of you. Underneath His feet, you felt at home, at peace, at one. And clearly so did your body. 🍆

Taking great care not to wake Him, your worship continued, unbridled and unashamedly. The link between mouth, mind, and body took over. The only important thing right now was His feet. 👣

Steadily, as time went on, the 🦴 in your pants started aching. The throbbing sensation was all-consuming. The more you worshipped, the better you felt. The better you felt, the more you lost yourself.

This twisted cycle boxed you in. Master all the while seemingly (😉) unaware. You kept going, and going, and going.

Nothing else was necessary. Nothing else made you care. But His feet. His mighty, masculine soles. And doing to them what they deserved, and in turn what He did too.

Minutes passed. How long it had been was not known or even necessary to know. All that remained were His feet, you, and your 🍆.

Oh.

Here it came now. Your mouth remained firmly planted on the underside of His feet, but your hands passed down to your crotch area. Suddenly your jerking became more and more unstoppable. Still frightened to wake up the Male object of your idolatry, you made sure you stayed quiet. But the back and forth motion, coupled with contact with such greatness, led only to sensations otherwise unknown.

Every inch of His feet had been serviced. Every toe had been sucked. Every wrinkle had been licked in between. Every part of His arch had been touched by your tongue.

Satisfied? Hell yeah!

It was time.

👣 ✋🏼 👅 🍆

👣 🚼 🛐 🦴

🤲🏼👅🤲🏼

💦 💦 💦

🌀 🌀 🌀

⛓️

“That’s right. Just look. Just stare. Just DROP.”

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“Oh wait. Suddenly all you want to do is worship my soles?”

“Funny that.”

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“Oh, yeah, you’re on your knees.”

“Oh, yeah, you’re begging to lick.”

“Oh, yeah, you’re Master’s good little foot-boy?”

*Pants, drools, waits*

“Well go on then.”

👣 👅

“Good footsub.”

"Dude you're making us lose, what is taking all your focus?"

"Nothing the controller is not working well."

"The controller is fine, just focus on the screen."

"We lost again... what the fuck? Why are you looking at my feet?"

"What? No I wasn't. I was just... I was..."

"Looking at my feet. You like my big feet pervert? Wanna give them some kisses don't you?"

"I... have to leave... I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Leave now and you're never seeing my feet again. You can stay and have some fun with them pervert. I won't tell the whole group."

It took you seconds to submit to his feet. You were licking and kissing his feet likd you always imagined.

"Good boy. You like my feet pervert don't you, tell me how much you like them."

"I love them so much, oh they smell so good and taste better than anything I ever had. Thanks so much."

"You're welcome pervert. You stay there under them and do what you're good at and I'll play by myself. Yeah make sure to remove all that toe jam, good job."

"You like your view from down their don't you fag? Yeah you pathetic loser you want my big feet? You want my alpha feet? Of course you do you're a faggot after all. I'll give you 1 minute, hands behind your back and your face 1 inch away. After that you'll clean my house and cook me a meal, if you do a good job I'll give you 5 minutes and let you do what you want. Oh and your 1 minute started already."

I want to thank you all for your support but I want to inform you that I will stop posting stories for a while as I am extremely busy. I will however post some of my favorite videos at the same time I usually post until I'm back to writing.

A video should be now applauded to my blog. See you all soon.

As I grow older the foot service to dominant men is becoming more of an idea to me. How would I approach an Alpha about serving his feet. Or is it just like any other fetish?

From a point of view of a non kinky guy, feet might be a bit weird however anyone kinky knows that there is "weirder" kinks (no kink shame). So I guess anyone kinky would be fine. Also guys that are cocky and dominant naturally would enjoy having someone at their feet. It can start by offering help in random stuff and acting submissive they'll catch on probably. I'm not the most experienced so if anyone would love to give more advice please do.

Hello guys. I'm kinda back. There is no fixed schedule as I'm really busy, but I'll try my best to post often. Post should be up now. Hope you enjoy.

"Enjoying it down there piggy? Yeah I bet you are. Wanna go around and sniff people's socks? You better enjoy the real thing."

I was in heaven. His big sexy soles were covering my whole face and I couldn't get enough of the smell. His feet were sweaty and dirty and my face was being blessed under his soles.

"Time to clean them piggy. Get that tongue out. That's a good piggy. Lick them... that's right... up and down... up and down."

His feet were drenched in my saliva and as he rubbed them over my face a mixture of my saliva and filth from his feet got all over my face and hair.

He started forcing his toes in my mouth, one after the other. His tall sexy toes could barely fit my mouth and I was gagging the whole time.

"Come on piggy. I know you filthy pervert suck dicks all day, you can manage to take all my toes in pig. Yeah just like that... good piggy."

Hearing those words made me feel proud. His approval meant a lot. He spent some hours later using my head as a foot mat as he watched the game. It felt so natural and right. I was finally useful for something... a man's footrest.

"Just shut up and rub my feet already. I don't want to listen to you whine and cry about why you were taking photos of my feet. Mouth shut, hands at my feet."

He had just caught me taking photos of his sexy soles leading to him finding the whole album of a year worth of photos. He made me delete them as I will be having a 'closer relationship' with his feet.

"Yeah see? You are finally useful for something pervert. Yeah get deeper into my soles... been a long day. Bet you are hard now perv."

The sight of his feet alone would make cum my pants, touching them was more of a dream. I rubbed his feet as hard as I could... I needed him to pleased.

"That's enough perv. Since you were a good boy I'll bless you with my toes. I wnat you to sniff in between all my toes then give every toe a quick kiss."

Could barley believe what I was hearing. Didn't miss a second before I stuffed my noes between his toes taking big, long whiffs. Then I started planting kisses on his toes. They were so ripe and soft, with some dry sweat.

"Good boy. You can fuck off for now perv. Don't want to see you until tomorrow when I'm back. Same time same service. Now out of my room."

"Refill my glass."

"Yes Sir."

"Good boy."

"Thank you Sir."

A couple of days back, this man was cleaning my pool wearing flip-flops, and I could not remove my eyes of them. He noticed and started to tease me more. By the end of his shift, he took double the amount we agreed on, and I couldn't have been happier. Seeing how submissive I was, he quit his job and made me his butler.

"Rub some sunscreen over me, boy."

"Yes Sir."

"Good boy. Now you can have your treat. Go suck on Sir's toes boy."

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."

I started sucking on his long sexy toes. He forced his toes in my mouth making sure I drool all over his soles.

"Soles."

I couldn't even reply with my mouth being occupied. He pushed my face and kicked me by his foot. I started to lick his soles when he snapped his fingers.

"Enough for today. Massage them boy."

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."

I massaged his feet for hours, stopping casually to refill his drink or bring him something else. I think I like this new life...

Spectacular all around. I want those feet all over me

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Master Harry, I am humbly at your feet to service for as long as you will allow me to.👣👣👣

Master Harry

And my face against those soles inhaling deeply!

Coffee and feet

I want to be the worshipper

Guy with perfect big and smelly feet

You can stomp on me, please!!

Closer, please.

Absolutely delicious feet! Me want on my face!👣

I’ll gladly worship these amazing feet!👣