

π₯ Slave makes my dirty feet spotless with his tongue π₯ Some time ago, my slave didn't like licking my dirty feet. It didn't take long for him to understand that keeping my precious pieces of heaven tidy and clean was a duty to be fulfilled by his tongue: he understood that his suffering pleases me, so he obediently submitted to the fate of eating any kind of disgusting dirt on my soles. I like to get them dirty especially when he insists a lot on worshiping my feet. This time, I denied him the taste of this paradise for three days, until he went crazy. A creature in an orgasmless routine ββfor weeks depends on the gentle touch of my soles to remain sane. On the third day, as he begged so vehemently, I decided to place my mercy on him. In a special way. I would go for a walk and he could lick my feet. He was startled a few minutes later when he saw me walking barefoot through the door. When I returned, he was properly dressed in his mask and ready to carry out his chore. It was not an easy task because my soles were filthy. But he behaved like a good slave and every time I checked my feet and saw remaining dust, he came back harder with his tongue to clean them, until they were impeccable, as the Goddess demands. That's a good boy.