All my slaves crave to be allowed to lick and worship my feet. My personal slave is no exception and today, I have decided to satisfy his desire but, unfortunately for him, it will not the way he hopes. Licking my beautiful feet is a privilege that needs to be earned, you have to pay a price for it. I have tied him down on the trunk; the only one thing he can move freely is his tongue. First of all, he needs to clean my shoes, that I have worn for the entire day on the streets of Rome in this hot summer day. A few strokes with my flogger serve as encouragement. Finally I show him my bare feet; they are dirty and sweaty, nevertheless he is eager to lick them, but I have a different idea: I shove my foot deep in his mouth, making him gagging. I like the sounds he makes, gasping desperately for air. I am pitiless and go on fucking his mouth harder and harder, alternating my feet. He is on the brink of exhaustion when I one more push my foot down his throat. Next time he will think twice before begging to lick my feet!!!
