“You’d do anything to be beneath my heels, wouldn’t you, weakling, even if it meant risking getting your balls crushed. All for the chance to worship my pretty, fishnet-shrouded toes. Take a good look at what you can’t have, wussy. I want to see the drool dripping off your chin and cock as you beg to be my foot slave..”
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“I love the new fuck-me shoes you bought for me, piggy. You don’t get to fuck me in them, silly oinky. But I will let you put on your pig nose and crawl to me on your hands and knees so we can play a fun game of ‘This Little Piggy.’ Fun for me. Totally humiliating for you, piggy…”
“Have you noticed that my exquisite fingernails and toenails are the very same color of your poor pathetic blueballs? I keep my hands and feet creamy white and my nails dark purple to keep you aching for what you will never get from me: mercy. My hands and feet are instruments of torment, to tease and deny you…”
Miss Kendra knows that her silk stockings are like a leash… and her glittery ankle bracelets like a collar around your pathetic little package. Too bad she’s dressed to seduce a real man. Not you, weakling. Still, maybe if you get down on your knees and b-b-beg, Miss Kendra will let you “date” her cute red-painted, silk-encased pinky toe. Maybe if you plead, drool, and grovel she’ll even let you give it a kiss. OMG, loser. How pathetic can you get.
