Whitney Morgan’s boot domination
On Bratty Foot Dom, BDSM babe Whitney Morgan’s eyes glinted with excitement as she gazed at her newest acquisition. The man kneeling before her, his head bowed in submission, was to be her foot slave. She had been searching for the perfect candidate for weeks, and finally stumbled upon this unsuspecting victim. He just couldn’t wait to become Whitney Morgan’s foot slave.
Whitney Morgan’s lips curled into a devilish smile as she slipped a collar around his neck, attaching a leash to keep him close at hand. With a flick of her wrist, she pulled him closer, tracing the outline of his face with the tip of her boot. He quivered under her touch, eager to please his mistress.
Whitney’s heart raced with anticipation as his eyes took in the sight of her tall leather boots, the ones that made every BDSM loving man weak in the knees. She had purposely worn them for this occasion, knowing their power over men. As he knelt before her, she could feel his breath quicken.
“Clean them with your tongue,” she commanded, thrusting her boot towards his face.
He eagerly obeyed, running his tongue along the smooth leather surface. Whitney watched with satisfaction as he worked up a shine on her boots with his spit. Each lick sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
“Make them shimmer with your saliva,” she purred, enjoying the sensation of being pampered by her obedient slave.
As he moved from heel to tippy toes, Whitney couldn’t help but admire his dedication and skill. But just as he finished one boot and moved onto the other, she pulled away abruptly.
“Not good enough,” she sneered, inspecting the lackluster shine on her boots. “This is punishment,” Whitney reminded him sternly. “But it can also be pleasure if you do it right.”
Her words spurred him on, and soon her boots were gleaming with his saliva.
As he worked, Whitney couldn’t help but reminisce about how she had become so enamored with her fetish for leather boots. It started when she was younger, sneaking into her mother’s closet and trying on her knee-high boots. The feeling of power and domination that came with wearing them was intoxicating, and she became obsessed.
Now as an adult, she had amassed an impressive collection of leather boots, each pair representing a different aspect of her dominant persona. And now, with this foot slave at her beck and call, she could indulge her fetish to its fullest extent.
“Done,” the man finally spoke up after what felt like hours of cleaning.
Whitney inspected the final product with satisfaction before giving him permission to stand. He did so slowly, trembling with exhaustion and excitement.
“Now,” Whitney said softly, running a hand down his chest. “What shall we do next?”
A mischievous smirk appeared on her lips as she led him towards her closet for more…
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