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Daddy Renato knows your dirty, little secret, footboy.
And he’s going to use it to get exactly what He wants out of you.
You can try to fight it, but the power of His perfect, slightly wrinkly and highly lickable, Daddy soles is undeniable.
He demands that you get on your knees and beg to worship.
You’re powerless to do anything but obey.
He will put you in your foot-beta place in seconds and you will thank Him for gracing your inferior, pathetic, twisted existence.
Doesn’t it feel better to surrender underneath Him and sucCUMb underneath them?
Of course it does, foot-slave.
Instantly owned.
Good boy.
I want to be daddy slave
“Oh boy, why do you look so sad? Come on and talk to Dad’s soles now.”
“Don’t be ashamed or afraid. Everything you’ve ever been craving is here in one act of submission.”
“Surrender, worship, and tell Dad about your woes. He’ll listen while you lick, caress and kiss.”
“There. Now doesn’t that feel better? Keep going. Something in your shorts tells me that you have found your new favourite place to be.”
“No need to feel lost or ashamed any more, my good boy. That’s it. Give in to every perfect wrinkle, every plump toe, every inch of these engulfing, mature soles. Let yourself be free.”
“Good boyyy.”
“Up, and down, up, and down, just keep staring and letting your mind fall deeper and deeper into submission.
Master’s meaty feet are truly mesmerising, aren’t they boy? It’s only natural for you to fall helplessly under their spell. So perfect. No more need to think. No more need to stress. All you need to do is get underneath Master’s manly soles and worship them.
Up, and down, up, and down. Lick, massage, caress, stroke. Someone looks like they’re thoroughly enjoying this…” 🍆 “…that’s it, footboy. Keep going. You’re doing so well.
Up and down. Up and down…good sole-slave, good foot-boy, don’t fight it, just let it happen. Yes, my good sole-licker. Let it all out. Master’s meaty soles do crazy things to you, don’t they, my good foot-sl*t. Keep going. Up and down. Up and down…” 💦
“…such a good foot-beta…don’t stop…this is never-ending from now on. And you look so cute and smiley in your beautiful, happy, mesmerised footsub-space. Round 2?
Up and down, up and down. Here we go again…” 😏 🍆 🌀
Reblog if you want a footjob from those meaty soles.
Master’s capturing the moment another helpless victim becomes irreversibly enslaved by His perfect paws:
5…4…3…2…1…
…And, poof! Just like that. You’re His for the taking from now on. Didn’t take long, did it, footboy?
Now get down on your knees, and beg to have the privilege of servicing those soft, enticing soles.
Don’t try to fight it. Feel that tightening in your underwear? That’s confirmation of everything you ever truly desired.
He’s adding your picture to His stable collection album as you wait, patiently, to start the first of many worship sessions to come.
And just like that, Master clicks His fingers and you know exactly what to do.
Lick 👅 caress 🤚 suck 👣 and let yourself get lost in the erotic bliss. 🍆 You deserve it, lucky footslave. 🌀 What a good footbeta! 🛐 Make Master truly proud. 💦
These glistening, mature, meaty, virile, wide, and wrinkly soles that are crying out to be worshipped, together with their perfectly protruding, plump, and powerful toes are the absolute epitome of my true Daddy feet Master fantasy.
Heaven! 😍
-👣
He casually dangles His irresistible, manly sole over the arm of the sofa and orders you to fetch Him a beer from the fridge, pointing without even looking up at you (no, Master only ever looked down at His favourite footsub).
He understands the power He wields via His virile, superior, Alpha feet. He knows the way He can get you to do anything He pleases.
You feel inferior, you feel weak, and you feel incredibly turned on.
“Yes, Master. Right away, anything for You and Your perfect paws.”
“That’s a good footbeta. You treat Your Master well, just as nature intended it.”
“Yes, Sir. I can’t help it. I’m obsessed with following Your orders and worshipping Your might.”
“I know you are, footslave. Master is very happy with how far you have been coming along. Once you get back, Master is going to bless You with the honour of being under His feet for as long as it takes Him to enjoy His cold beverage and you to carry out your business.
“I’ll leave you with that thought and that prospect as you go to the kitchen. Oh yes, Master can see that the desired effect is already taking full shape…
🍆
“My good footbeta. Go along now. Don’t keep Your Master waiting.”
“Yes, Boss, absolutely. One beer coming right up.”
You sigh with delight as you quickly make your way to the fridge. Your pole is in full salute. You feel so happy and so fulfilled. All that mattered was pleasing Your FootGod. It’s just how it was meant to be. You pop open the bottlecap, grab some salted pretzels from the cupboard, put them in a small bowl and rush back to the living room. What a good Alpha footservant you truly were. You feel so proud to be able to make Your Master happy.
“Good footslave. As promised, now you get everything you ever needed and desired as well.”
With that, Master clicks and points down. You waste no time in burying your face right where it belongs. Not an atom separates you and Your object of pure, blissful idolatry.
“Thank you, Master, thank you so much,” you utter as you let out further groans of ecstasy, “what You and Your amazing soles do to me. It’s total unadulterated pleasure. Thank You, Boss.”
“I know my good footslave, I know.” Master replies, patting you on the head and giving you a sexy and cocky grin.
“Now lose yourself. Go on. Cover My soles in your beta spit, make them glisten. Don’t forget to suck each and every Masterful toe, too. And the in between bits. Oh yeah, that’s your tongue’s absolute favourite resting place. Isn’t it, my best footboy? Your Alpha Master is just sooo good to you. You lucky, lucky foot freak. You have My permission to do whatever You need to do. Now go!”
👣 👅 🤚 🍆 💦 🤩
Ralph ran into the bathroom, unable to comprehend what had just happened. He looked at himself in the mirror, frightened and confused, yet his 🦴 was undeniably rock-hard, possibly the most aroused he had ever felt in his life. It was quite literally straining, in its rise to attention.
One glance at his Grindr hook-up’s incredible, masculine soles was all it had taken, from then on, he was completely mesmerised. He had found himself completely helpless to look away. And this muscle Adonis had just sat there, smiling, watching the transformation of yet another innocent date, into a footslave. As they had both headed upstairs and started to kiss and take their clothes off, he presumed Ralph was expecting a casual, normal, vanilla string of events. Oh, how wrong Ralph had been! Off came his socks, and the rest just fell into place.
He had become aware of the seemingly magical powers of his Alpha paws at an early age. Even in the locker-room, he saw how many of his peers just couldn’t stop staring whenever his meaty, virile feet were in their eyesight and the reactions it unequivocally caused within them. 😏 He decided to accept his unusual gift and use it to bring submissive men unparalleled pleasure, even if these guys had no idea of their potential to develop a completely unexpected new source of sexual joy up to then.
Today was just another one of these times:
“It’s okay Ralph,” he said in a calm and reassuring voice, “it’s just a perfectly normal reaction that you’re experiencing there. There’s nothing you can do to fight it. Don’t feel embarrassed. The pleasure coursing through your body is all you can feel. It won’t go away until you give into it and embrace it fully. Come back in here and I’ll show you exactly what you have to do. You’re going to join my footbeta stable. And you’re going to love it, become obsessed with it, and crave it all the time. I’m your FootGod from now on. You know it’s true…Come back in here and repeat it back to me. You have no choice.”
Ralph realised everything this near-stranger was saying was true. He still felt embarrassed, and nervous. This was truly a step into the unknown. But his 🍆 left little room for doubt, clouding all other forms of reasonable judgement, and overpowering his will to resist. It was so, damn hard! He decided to surrender what he was feeling deep down within himself. He started to believe and accept that he had wanted and needed this for so long. He usually classed himself as such an ‘in control’, ‘sorted’ guy and a catch for most other gay guys, many of whom he knew considered a handsome, fit, successful and intelligent hunk like him out of their league. Yet here he was, suddenly feeling inferior to another man’s feet with his only desires now being to get underneath them and worship them! It didn’t make any sense. But then he said to himself that it actually didn’t have to. He accepted his fate and made his way back into the bedroom, his erect pole saluting and on full show.
“You are my new FootGod and Master. I can’t help it. I don’t know what you’ve done to me. But all I can do is give in.”
“Good footbeta. That’s what I love to hear. I can tell you’re going to be my perfectly obedient foot-worshipper from now on. There’s no going back. Isn’t that right, slave?”
Ralph realised that every time he heard the words, foot- ‘beta’, ‘slave’ or ‘worshipper’, his 🦴 twitched and started leaking. This was insane! But also so utterly blissful.
“That’s it, my good footboy. You’re doing so, so well. Welcome to your new life.” His deep, distinguished, muscle-Daddy voice was so reassuring. Ralph just melted with every further statement he uttered. He yearned so much to embrace everything feeling that this FootGod was conjuring inside him.
“Good footslave. That’s it. No more thinking now. Just let yourself go. Come over to Daddy and get your face underneath His incredible, meaty, masculine soles. You deserve it. You deserve the ecstasy My feet can give you! Come on, footboy. Let’s get this started…”
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Thank you to @reymagyar1 and @black4white-deactivated20170403 for the original post images
Daddy made you stop scrolling, didn’t He? 😏
Daddy’s soles immediately caused an uncontrollable twitching downstairs, didn’t they? 👣 🍆
Daddy knows everything you secretly need and crave, boy. Doesn’t He? 🛐
Don’t try to fight it. Daddy’s here to fulfil all your debauched, dirty, footbeta desires. He’s got you and there’s no turning back. 🔥 🔥
Don’t keep Daddy waiting now. He’s indicating exactly where your footslave face needs to be. ⬇️
Down on your knees. There’s a good footsub. Now beg. Beg to be allowed to worship, caress and then coat Daddy’s magnificent soles in your beta drool. Do it, footboy. Do it now. Lose yourself, surrender, and feel Daddy’s perfect sole power. 🌀 🌀
Good footboy. 💦 💦
You made Daddy very happy and proud. 🥰
Owned by Daddy’s perfect feet. Exactly where you have always longed to be. Ecstasy.🦶 ⛓️
Daddy is waiting!
Warning 1: Alpha Daddy Aslan’s soles will immediately enrapture you in just one glance.
Warning 2: When you behold such perfection before you, you’re likely to have a total sensory overload. You’re right to do so. And there’s nothing an inferior footsub like you can do about it.
Warning 3: That beta life of lacking belonging leads to an insatiable yearning to dedicate your existence to the adoration of something and someone, more attractive than you, more successful, more manly, and overwhelmingly more important.
Warning 4: In this all-round superior’s service and devotion you will find what you have been looking for, but there will be absolutely no turning back. Alpha Daddy Aslan will both complete and enslave you.
Warning 5: By getting this far, Alpha Daddy Aslan has already cast the foundations of all that He needs to do for your mind to melt, your resistance to start fading away, and your desire to be nothing but His number one idolator cemented.
You’re blessed to be in the presence of such greatness. There is no parallel for the level of happiness inspired within you. Every atom of your body has become intoxicated with the dopamine that Alpha Daddy Aslan’s soles inevitably and inextricably incite within you.
No need to hide it, no need to fight it, Alpha Daddy Aslan will take over from here.
Good footboy. 🐶 Let it happen. 🍆 That’s it. 🌀 You’re His now. 💦 Aren’t you? 🛐
Aslan admir turkish daddy 👣🔥🔥🇹🇷
I don’t know what’s more mesmerising between the beautiful scenery and the masculine, meaty, male soles.
To live in such surroundings, come home, get underneath those powerful paws, and be able to give them the worship and attention they truly deserve would, indeed, constitute paradise!
🏝️ 👣 👅 🤩 🍆
“Hey boy. Oh, what’s that? You want Me to squish you like the little bug that you are with My superior, mighty, dirty, virile feet?
Of course you do.
Well okay then. Consider it done.
That’s it slave. Get your inferior face right down there, perfectly underneath them. Inhale. Lick. Lose yourself. Feel Master’s soles, towering above you, dominating you, giving you total utter bliss, just like your pathetic, twisted mind has always craved.
Oh my, someone’s enjoying this just a little too much. Aren’t they?
😏👣🍆💦🌀
Again? Really? Okay. Sure. Round two - Let’s go!
👅😵💫🛐 🍆 💦
Yeah. Just as I thought, My perfect, filthy, hooked, little footboy.
Well done. Another one? Wow someone is too addicted and insatiable. But that’s cool. My power over you is textbook. You just know it, don’t you.
Yeah boy! Don’t stop. Let it happen. Such an inferior boy for Master’s feet.
So mesmerised. So obedient. So f***ing aroused. Well, far be it for Me to stop this magic!
Keep going. Master can keep this up ALL day long.
That’s right, My dear footpup.
🐶⛓️🦶
Just as nature intended.”
“Hey, little guy. Look, it’s time for us to have a talk…
Coach caught you off-guard as you finished up on the weightlifting bench. He had been eyeing you oddly ever since you had set foot in the gym that day. Three weeks since you and your friend had started coming, after the recommendation of his massage therapist. You didn’t know this guy but you had seen him around and he had a perfect, muscly, stacked body from head to toe. So it felt completely natural to follow his footsteps and see what happened.
You expected the coach to say something about your reps. Maybe you hadn’t been pushing yourself as much as he thought you should? So you listened to him speak. He started:
“Ever since you and your friend started coming to My gym, I’ve noticed that you just can’t stop staring at My feet…
Oh shit. That’s not what you expected him to say at all. It’s true that you found him irresistibly sexy, and that something about his energy had made you unable to look away from his 🐾. Being a big, male, foot-fetishist was your biggest secret, after all. But you thought you did a good job of hiding it in general. Had you just been unmasked for the first time ever?!?
He continued:
“At first I figured you were just a bit shy and all considering you kept looking down at the ground. Maybe My big muscles and Alpha attitude made you feel, like, inferior. That wouldn’t be so unusual. Plenty of guys find it hard to look Me in the eyes when they first meet Me. But you, nah, you’re not that way inclined, are you?
You found yourself yearning to reply no, but what came out was actually: “No, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”
He ignored your apology as if it was normal to him. He continued:
“You come, you both follow my training schedule, you’re both losing weight fast and developing good tone, but something strange keeps happening…
“So what is it? Have you got some big, gay crush on MY FEET? C’mon, say something. This is all just getting a bit too hard to ignore. I mean, My feet are perfect, right? Every part of Me is just so masculine. It makes sense.
Suddenly, He pulled out an action figure from His shorts pocket. And He went to sit down on the weightlifting bench that you had just been on, in front of you both. He lifted His feet from the ground, and put this little figure in between His soles! You couldn’t believe what was happening. Had He planned this to the last detail?
He continued saying:
“Look at this little action figure, struggling between My meaty soles. Do you wish that was you, or something?
“I knew I had to grab your attention in some way. Well here it is. Do you crave to be crushed under My virile power? Are you going to beg to be My footslave? You may as well just come out and say it. Somehow I think you’re destined to be My new beta-footlicker. What do you think?
With the surprise of the situation, His undeniable candour, and His own way of speaking so affirmatively, your d**k started reacting in a very unexpected way…
He looked at the effect He, His feet, and His proposal was having on you, and He wasted no time in declaring:
“I can see the effect the idea is having on you. Wow that’s crazy. It’s making you so hard, so aroused. Well there’s no point in denying it further. Get on your knees and beg to My new foot-freak. Go on. We could make this interesting for the both of us. Haha look your friend can see you drooling. How pathetic you must truly feel.
“Let’s go..
With that your new Alpha Coach Foot-Master clicked His fingers and pointed. You moved fast, you lay down on the floor, you stuck your tongue out and you coated His magnificent soles in your beta saliva. Big, long, strong licks, covering every inch of the skin on the underside of His feet. As you did so, you felt incredibly alive. You forgot the unexpectedness and weirdness of Him doing this in the gym, in front of your friend and everyone else around. You could only focus on the fact that you felt like you were in total bliss. Master’s feet engulfed your face. They were controlling you. They made you feel so good. Why had you fought this for so damn long? You were a little male foot-fetishist, you always had been, and there was absolutely nothing you could do about it. The nights you spent jerking off over foot porn, over and over again, followed by shutting down the laptop and carrying on as if nothing had happened. It was damn time you finally got what you knew you truly craved, desired, and needed!
Thinking about your friend watching and discovering your dirty, little secret should have petrified you. But in fact it sent even more waves of joy and pleasure coursing through your veins, your whole body, and your overridden mind.
Before you knew what you were doing, you’d frantically pulled down your shorts, revealing your 🦴 which was in full, uncontrollable salute. Your new Master manoeuvred Himself slightly, leaving one of His mighty soles covering your pathetic beta face. While the other stomped down on your 🍆 area. He was now in contact with your hard, aroused pole. And it felt electric! ⚡️ It didn’t take much for Him to give you a few gentle rubs, and you could hold on no more. You convulsed, you shivered in ecstasy, and you 💦 right there, on the gym floor, in plain sight of your friend and the other guys on the machines. You were from now on a truly outed foot-sub, galore. Master saw through all your pretence and just gave you the sensation of a lifetime…And it felt so right! You moaned as you 💦 some more. You sighed. You breathed fast. And then you felt totally complete.
Master handed you a towel and told you to get cleaned up. Then He said that He wished to have a private chat with you in His office. He was suddenly a lot more matter-of-fact, whereas before He had been a little bit coy when He seduced you with His action-man foot scenario.
You washed away your beta-semen, pulled up your shorts and shifted to get up to follow Him.
As you did, you wondered if the last 15 minutes had been a weird, lovely dream. They hadn’t.
He extended His hand to help you stand. It was as if He was sending a message to everyone around Him who may well be in complete shock at what they had just seen taking place. Your Alpha-Coach-Master was clearly signalling that nobody was to react or find what had just happened at all strange. He was so domineering. So powerful. Nobody seemed to question anything, all because He was who He was. He ran this gym. His clients were all under His powerful influence, clearly.
You could do nothing but bathe in His Alpha glory as He led you into the back. You felt safe and you felt protected. Like He was putting a magic bubble around you, making sure His new little footslave was at ease and ready to embrace his future. You honestly felt like you were floating on air. You were nervous as to what He was going to suggest next. You trembled with suspense and delight. You knew your life had changed irreversibly and forever. You gave a huge grin, and you felt a kind of peace and serenity that you had never experienced even one time before. You knew this was the way it was supposed to be. And you were getting hard again to boot.
What a lucky little footbeta you truly were!
The more you stare at Sir’s captivating soles, the harder it gets to look away.
The more you get mesmerised by Sir’s magnificent feet, the more under their and His spell you truly fall.
The more you finally admit that you crave nothing more than to be underneath, the more your 🦴 aches in potential pleasure.
His undeniable arches, His plump, inviting toes, His soft, wrinkled skin. Everything about them and therefore Him makes you convulse with ecstasy.
So just set yourself free, let yourself go, and succumb.
Unzip, free yourself, give in, ogle, stroke, submit, worship, repeat. So, so lost in bliss, and so very deeply aroused.
Keep going, do it again, cover those feet with all your beta saliva. Suck each bulbous toe. Slide your tongue in between as you stroke, rub, and jerk your meat to your heart’s content.
Non-verbally, He promises He’ll take care of you. Something inside knows that you won’t regret it. You’ve been waiting and yearning for this moment for years.
Nothing to do from now on, except obey.
You already know there’s no turning back.
Sir’s soles had you at hello.
Kiss them, look up at Him as He looks down at you, and thank Him. Feel His power, Feel His strength, let His soles’ magic take over. Then explode. 💦
“Good footboy. My good footbetaboy. You’re home now.” He says as He pats you on the head and nudges your face into His arches. He grins, He really appears proud of you, and He utters, “On to round two. Go!”
Sexy grandpa feet
“Oh, what’s that, boy? You have an instant desire to submit to Daddy’s perfect, meaty, Alpha soles?
“Don’t panic! You’re not the first and you certainly won’t be the last…
“Daddy can’t even begin to tell you how many foot fetishes He has helped unlock within subs over the years…
“I know, I know, you were just cruising for a regular vanilla older man…and?
“Stop trying to act like you’re grossed out. That look in your eyes tells Me, a Daddy Foot Alpha, everything I need to know.
“That’s it. Let it wash over you. Give into your mesmerisation. Let My feet teach you a world of new, unbridled pleasure and wisdom…
“See, that wasn’t so hard now, was it boy?
“Oh wait. It’s so funny. When I said the word ‘hard’, it’s as if something else inside you woke sharply up. Haha.
“My Alpha Daddy Feet have taken over your eyeline, your curiosity, your brain, and now your beta body too.
“Who knew surrendering to Daddy’s feet would feel so damn good? You youth should have more faith in elders. We have been around the block and then some, and picked up a thing or two along the way…
“So where does this leave us now, huh? Where do we go from here? It’s getting so HARD to think straight, isn’t it, boy?
“Let Daddy break down what’s happened, and then what’s going to happen next, okay?
“1. You turned up for a regular, vanilla session with an older man who you found hot so decided to cruise. Correct?
“2. Then you arrived, the door was open, and you let yourself in, as I told you too. See, I was already planting instructional seeds and you were obeying. Right?
“3. You went down the corridor and heard Me tell you to come into the living room. Unfazed so far, you did as I said, came in and found Me with My Daddy paws already up on My coffee table. You saw them before you even looked up to see Me. I had already seen in you, everything I needed to know, so I let you stop in your tracks and take in the scene before you. And that leads us up to now…Are you still following Me boy?
“It seems the more I talk, and the more you stare at My handsome soles, the HARDER and HARDER it gets to look away. Correct?
“Let me explain it to you further, boy. An indelible and irreversible connection has been instilled between My feet, My voice, your eyes, your ears, your mind, and now your 🍆 too.
“You could have taken one look, panicked that I was a weirdo, turned the other way, and run back out that door. But you didn’t do that, did you?
“No, exactly.
“The more you stare at My feet, the more you listen to My words, the more you let Me take over, the better it keeps on feeling. It’s too HARD to disagree now, isn’t it, boy?
“That’s it. You have opened yourself up, you have let Daddy and His Alpha Feet pervade your entire being. It’s only natural now that all you desire is to explore the greatness that Daddy’s soles can keep on bringing you. It’s time to get undressed now, footboy. It’s time to get on your knees. It’s time to make contact with My Alpha Paws. Got it?
“That’s it, good boy. Oh wow, that rock hard 🦴 is so very happy with this new experience, isn’t it, boy?
“You’re so very excited to become one of Daddy’s new footboys. Daddy and His feet are making you feel so good, so happy, so aroused.
“Goooood foootboyyyyy. Keep listening to My words. Keep following My commands. Start rubbing My Alpha Feet. You will feel better than you have ever felt before. Trust Me.
“We’re going to have so much fun today, aren’t we, My best new footslave? That’s right. You’ve done so well to come this far. You deserve these incredible, new, overwhelmingly joyful sensations. You deserve Daddy’s Alpha Male Feet.
“You will rub, you will caress, you will worship. You will lick, you will suck, and you will jerk. Everything is making so much sense now. There’s no need for you to do any more thinking of your own, is there? It feels so very good to give in, let go, stop worrying about the pressures and stresses of everyday life. I’m unlocking your new bliss. You’re so very lucky.
“Such a lucky footboy…”
👣 …👀…😵💫…👂…🍆…⛓️…✋…👅 …🐶…🛐…🍆✋…💦💦…👅😍⛓️
Bro, I’ll take care of you for hours 🤗😋
Yumm, I’ll lick and suck you whole from your toes to your neck 🤗😛🥰
Mark my face with these beefy soles
