Footslave Humiliation

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Tina opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out, and licked the dirty nylon under Dana's toes, unable to hide her disgust and still quietly crying a few tears. That's how you get to live in this house and eat every day, so I don't want to hear any complaints about how icky my feet get.

The tears mixed in with the stale, encrusted sweat on her nylons, and with the slimy, squishy toe cheese, dissolving the little balls of dried up foot filth and forming a sticky, greasy, thick mess all over Tina's skin. Tina complied, running her nose all over the groove between the feet, pressing the soles against her cheeks and laying kisses all over them, soiling her face and tongue with the sweat and lint coming off the dirty socks. Yet, this time I wasn’t bothered about her hogging all of the room, but rather I was pleased and excited that she was asleep. Like a little kid I found myself flat out staring at my sister’s tanned feet and I felt somewhat ashamed.This network is better known as Femdom Wiki, which is now the largest platform for listing femdom servers.

Like a good servant, I kept up a steady pace on her toes, alternating the attention of my fingers between each one. Feeling rather humiliated Ethan was far to meek and weak-willed to disobey and thus continued following behind his sister like a scared dog. I don’t know why I felt it necessary to do so without being prompted, but it just seemed the right thing to do. It would be safer to just steal a few sniffs and not get too into it, as I didn’t want my mother coming down and catching me at it. She was so beaten down she didn't even dare to stop sniffing, though, lest Alice would withdraw her offer for help.

Soon they came to the living room, Diane plopped down on the sofa and looked down at the lad at her feet with a look of superiority and a smug grin on her face, she kicked off her shoes and lifted her feet to his face, relishing in the look of disgust her brother now had. In utter humiliation, I dropped my eyes back to Tiffany’s feet, peeking up occasionally to check my mother wasn’t looking. I’d spent the last few weeks trying to avoid her at all costs, as I knew I would do something stupid in my new lust.