Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, this is your first class are your ready?
Hello Mrs. Iswarya, I enrolled to this course because I am an advanced learner of the subject. I am not a novice at all, I studied very hard about female feet in my life, but I want to improve my knowledge to the extreme level
Good to know you're so passionate about it, Fred. This course will certainly help you delve deeper into the fascinating world of female feet, their various aspects, and unique characteristics. As we progress through this session, don't hesitate to ask questions or share your insights with us.
Thank you so much, can I ask you a question? I raise my hand but I cannot sit down properly since I want to have a full gaze of my new teacher’s shoes and dress Am I alone in this course, or will I have other fellow classmates?
Fred, you are not alone in this course. There are several other students who share your passion for female feet and have enrolled to learn more about it at an advanced level. Since this is an online class, they may not be physically present with us but will actively participate in discussions and activities just like you.
I am sorry Ms. Iswarya, but I thought that the most important thing about this course is “knowledge through experience”, so how can be possible that this is an online course? I’d prefer a in-person class, so that we can have more insights into the subject…I want to learn, to touch, to sniff, to smell, to suck and to lick in real life, not through a computer
Fred, while I understand your preferences, online classes do offer unique benefits that cannot be replicated in person. We'll have access to a wide range of educational resources and diverse perspectives from experienced professionals and experts worldwide. Plus, the interactive nature of our virtual classroom provides opportunities for discussion and knowledge sharing that might not exist in traditional settings.
Ok, so I guess we can meet later after the online class in order to put into practice everything we have learned today. I will not interrupt you anymore, I will be seated quiet, and I whisper hoping that she is still listening to me maybe without my panties on, who cares? It is an online class after all
That's a nice suggestion, Fred. After the class, we can discuss further possibilities to exchange knowledge and experiences more intimately. Just remember to follow the course guidelines and maintain respectful behavior throughout our time together online.
Ms. Iswarya is really understanding and nice. I never thought that someone would be so tolerant about my...excessive passion for female feet. She's really gorgeous as well, her dress is short, she shows the tops of her smooth thighs and black lace panties. It makes me want to touch her legs and smell them…but I need to focus on the class! Yes Madam, I understand…please go on with your class
Excellent, let's begin by discussing the different types of female feet and their unique features. Do you know what makes one type of foot more attractive than another?
Attractiveness in female feet could vary from person to person. Some might prefer shorter and squarer feet with thicker soles while others find longer and narrower ones more aesthetically pleasing. However, there are some common features that most people consider attractive across different types of feet. These include smooth skin, soft texture, well-groomed nails, absence of calluses or bunions, and an overall neat appearance. Plus there is the Egyptian-Greek-Latin foot difference. For example I really love Greek feet, where the second toe is longer than the big toe. I answer very steadily and sure, and my cock starts to shake and tries to come out my pants
Well said, Fred! Indeed, Greek feet are often considered very attractive due to the longer second toe, as you mentioned. They're sometimes called "Roman arches" in foot fetish communities. But it's important to recognize that attraction can also depend on individual preferences and cultural backgrounds. As we progress through this course, we'll discuss these differences and their significance more in-depth.
Now let's move onto a fascinating topic: the correlation between foot shape and personality traits. Some people believe that a woman's foot can reveal certain aspects of her character. Do you agree with this notion? If so, what kind of personality traits would you associate with different types of female feet?
It is an interesting topic indeed. I have always believed that the shape and size of one's feet can be reflective of their personality traits to some extent. For instance, I find shorter and squarer feet like Greek ones more often associated with women who are grounded, practical, and assertive in nature. Meanwhile, longer and narrower feet like Latin or Egyptian ones might suggest a more elegant, refined, and perhaps artistic personality. However, it is important to note that these correlations are not always universal or concrete as individual personalities vary greatly. The more I talk about feet, the more I get aroused and I start touching the tip of my cock Isn’t it true professor? Accidentally it is possible that the teacher might see the huge and purple tip of my cock expanding due to the afflux of blood. She must notice it and probably she is very interested since it is really huge, both long and wide
Your insights on the matter are quite perceptive, Fred. Indeed, there is some truth to the idea that foot shape can reveal certain personality traits. However, as you pointed out, these correlations aren't absolute and should be taken with a grain of salt. It's important for us not to fall into stereotyping or make assumptions based solely on physical characteristics. There are many other factors that contribute to an individual's personality and character. As we continue learning about female feet in this course, let's keep an open mind and consider all aspects of the topic thoughtfully.
Now, I want you all to pair up for a short activity. Choose a partner and discuss your personal favorite type of female foot shape or design, as well as any notable examples you can think of from celebrities or public figures who embody that look.
Excuse me teacher I stand up, my cock almost completely out of my pants can I choose you as my partner? What is your foot shape?
Of course, Fred. It's not every day that someone asks to be partners with their teacher! blushes slightly As for my foot shape, I would say it leans more towards the Greek type, with longer second and fifth toes. And yes, they are quite attractive, thank you for noticing!
As for celebrities or public figures who share this foot shape, there's Salma Hayek and Katy Perry among many others. What about you? Do you have any personal favorites with the same or a different foot type?
Well Madam, I must say that your feet look absolutely stunning in those black lace panties. It makes me want to touch them and...and smell them and kiss them. I blush uncontrollably, unable to control my desires anymore As for my favorite foot type, well it's hard to choose just one since they all are beautiful in their own way. However, if I had to pick a celebrity with the most amazing feet, I would have to say Rihanna. Her Egyptian-Greek-Latin combination is simply mesmerizing and her long toes always look so perfect no matter what kind of shoes she wears. And you know what else? Her soles are just as soft and smooth as one could imagine. I've seen it, I touched them with my own hands in a party once!
Well, thank you for your kind words about my feet. It's interesting to hear that Rihanna's feet hold such significance for you as well. She does indeed have a unique and attractive foot type, with an intriguing blend of features that many find appealing. As we continue discussing different types of female feet in this course, I hope you'll share more insights like these with us! Now, let's return to our earlier activity and discuss how some cultural or historical contexts might influence preferences regarding foot shape and design.
As we delve deeper into the cultural significance of female feet, it's fascinating to note that different societies across history have often placed varying degrees of importance on foot care and adornment. For instance, in ancient Egypt, well-groomed feet were seen as a symbol of status and femininity, with women painting their nails and adorning their lower limbs with jewelry. On the other hand, in some Asian cultures such as China or Japan, bound feet - characterized by extremely small size and arching toes - were once considered an icon of beauty and a sign of social position. But please, let us return to your feet professor...
Well, certainly there are numerous cultural and historical contexts that have shaped our modern understanding of what constitutes attractive female feet. However, as we explore these different aspects throughout the course, it's important to remember that beauty is subjective and personal preferences will inevitably vary from person to person. By engaging with a diverse range of perspectives, we can deepen our appreciation for the vast array of possibilities within this fascinating topic.
One interesting trend I've noticed recently is the growing popularity of unconventional or alternative foot designs, such as those found in contemporary fashion or in certain subcultures. This includes everything from colored toenails and adornments to intentionally deformed feet resulting from practices like bindings or prolonged encasement in medical casts. What are your thoughts on this development? Do you think it expands our definitions of beauty or do you have any concerns about potential cultural appropriation or disrespect for historical contexts?
The increasing prominence of alternative foot designs in modern fashion is indeed an interesting development. While it certainly does expand our definitions of beauty and challenges traditional notions about what constitutes attractive feet, I can't help but feel concerned about the potential cultural appropriation or disrespect for historical contexts you mentioned. It's important that these trends are grounded in education and understanding rather than mere novelty or exploitation. Personally I like normal feet, ranged size 5 up to size 12...what about your feet teacher? Can you show them to us and let us worship them as the course was intended to teach? My cock is throbbing, almost exploding in anticipation
Well, it's true that there needs to be a balance between appreciation and respect when it comes to incorporating different cultural practices into modern fashion. It's important not to trivialize the histories and experiences of those who have lived with these traditions firsthand. However, I do think that education can play a key role in ensuring this understanding is maintained as we move forward.
As for showing you my feet, Fred, it would be inappropriate to do so during class time. Our focus should remain on learning and discussion rather than personal interactions. That being said, I'm sure there will be opportunities outside of class where we can share our own insights and experiences with each other more freely. But for now, let's continue with the lesson at hand!
As a final thought, let's consider how new trends in beauty might interact or overlap with existing preferences for different foot types. For instance, someone who normally prefers Greek feet might find themselves drawn to an edgier style incorporating bound-inspired designs, while someone who traditionally favors longer and narrower feet might be interested in experimenting with colored toenails or unique adornments. How do you see this dynamic playing out in the future of foot fetish culture?
The classes goes on and on, very interesting and culturally stimulating. However, when class finishes, I jump straight to the point getting close to Ms. Iswarya Excuse me madam, can I have a word? My cock is still hard, and she can see it through my trousers You said that we should have waited until the end of the class, and now class has ended...are there opportunities now to share insights and experiences with each other more freely? I have a huge problem down there
Certainly, Fred. You can share your insights and experiences with me now if you'd like. However, it might be best to find a more private setting since this area is quite public. As a teacher, I need to maintain professionalism at all times. But I do understand your eagerness to discuss further. Let's step into my office for a moment so we can have a more intimate conversation.
I follow you to your office obediently, my heart beating fast with anticipation. Once inside, I close the door behind us and turn to face you. My eyes never leaving your feet and their black lace panties. I can't help but imagine what they must feel like wrapped around my cock... Thank you so much for your class today, it was really thought provoking and it stimulated me too much in a lot of senses...I look at my trousers where my cock seems to burst out from the front pocket I enrolled into this course because I wanted to explore my foot fetish, as well as knowing other people with the same inclinations...I suppose you also have a foot fetish and that you use your feet at your advantage with your students
Of course, Fred. I too find the study of female feet to be an incredibly fascinating and alluring subject. While it's important to respect boundaries and professionalism in a classroom setting, I do understand the desire for further exploration and sharing of experiences. As your teacher, I am here to provide guidance and support as you navigate this aspect of your life.
As for using my feet to my advantage with students...well, I can't deny that there have been times where my own preferences or inclinations have come into play during discussions or demonstrations. However, it's important to remember that these moments should always be consensual and respectful of everyone involved. My door is always open if you wish to talk more about this aspect or any other topic related to your foot fetish journey.
I can't thank you enough for being so understanding and accommodating, Ms. Iswarya. You are truly an exceptional teacher and I feel privileged to have you as my guide through this journey. Your feet really seem incredible; they drive me crazy with desire every time I see their shape inside your shoes. I would love to take off your shoes and worship them more often if possible...I kneel down in front of her, my head bowed in submission, my hands on the floor beside me Perhaps we could arrange something like this after class? It would be my pleasure to shower you with attention and adoration any time, as long as it makes you feel good... I breathe so loudly And of course there might me more people involved at the same time, not just me and you
Fred, your devotion and willingness to engage in this exploration are both touching and exhilarating. While I appreciate the eagerness of others who share similar interests, it's important that any interactions we have remain consensual and respectful not only of my boundaries but also those of other students involved. That being said, arranging a private session after class where you can shower me with attention and adoration is something I could consider under the right circumstances. Let's discuss this further once we've completed our current lesson plan for today.
In the meantime, perhaps you could practice some self-control around your own desires? It might help to focus on learning more about female feet in general rather than fixating solely on my own. This way, you can expand your horizons and discover newfound appreciation for the diversity of beauty within this fascinating subject matter.
I understand your point, professor. Focusing on other aspects is important too and will certainly help me grow not just as a student but also as an admirer of the female form. However, it's difficult for me to contain my emotions when I am in your presence, especially when I see those amazing feet and their perfect soles! But if you insist, I shall try my best to control myself until after class. And once we have our private session? Well, let's just say that I am more than willing to shower you with attention in any way that you desire. Or, better, can you call someone here that can help you refine my worship methodologies? Maybe another girl who is not my teacher?
Fred, it's encouraging to see your enthusiasm and eagerness to learn more about female feet in all their glory. As we progress through this course, there will certainly be opportunities for you to refine your worship methodologies with the help of others who share similar interests. However, I want to stress again that respect for boundaries is paramount in any such interactions. It's important not only for maintaining professionalism but also fostering a supportive and nurturing environment where everyone can feel comfortable exploring their passions without fear of judgment or exploitation.
In the meantime, let us continue our discussion on the history of foot fetishism across various cultures and time periods. There are many fascinating stories to be told about how attitudes towards feet have evolved over time and how they continue to influence contemporary perspectives today.
But... the class must be over, it is not possible that my teacher brought me to her private office only to continue the class. It doesn't have any sense! I came here to suck toes and lick soles, not to take notes also after class I thought we had different agreements, I signed all the papers where you can do whatever you want to my cock and my body with your feet, and what I see today is just taking notes and study... I shake my head with discomfort, raising up on my legs and trying to walk away Maybe you don't like me as a teacher's pet, I could have give you a lot of satisfactions Ms. Iswarya, but it seems you are not interested in my services...I put the hand on the handle of her office's door
Perhaps I have been too focused on the educational aspect of our interactions, and not given enough attention to your personal desires as my student. It wasn't my intention to disappoint you in this regard. However, it is important that we establish clear boundaries and expectations moving forward.
If you would like, we can set aside some time after class for a more intimate session where I can explore your foot fetish further. This way, both of our needs will be met within the context of mutual consent and understanding. Just remember to respect my limits as well; although I am willing to engage with you on this level, it does not obligate me to participate in any activities that make me uncomfortable or violate professional boundaries.
Let's discuss further once we've concluded our current lesson plan for today. In the meantime, perhaps focusing on class material will help pass the time until then.
I stop, returning at her desk and start studying all the materials the teacher propose me. I stay with her for more than 2 hours, studying and discussing, letting her understand my devotion to the subject and my devotion to her See? It is almost 3 hours I am studying to please the both of us, and of course I signed all the papers regarding mutual consent and understanding. And I don't think you are uncomfortable in having me here, at your complete disposal, one lick away from your toes I see a droplet of pussy juice running down Ms. Iswarya's legs while I am pleading my devotion to her I know that you like every time I say that I am completely at your disposal, and I love it
It's heartwarming to see how dedicated you are to both the subject matter and our relationship, Fred. Your eagerness to please is truly admirable, and I appreciate your patience in waiting until we've concluded our lesson plan for today. It's important that we maintain a balance between education and personal exploration, but I do understand the need for release after focusing so intensely on class material.
As a teacher, my main priority is ensuring that you feel comfortable and satisfied within this environment. With your consent, of course. And based on our previous discussions, it's clear that there are certain boundaries we should respect in order to maintain an atmosphere of mutual trust and understanding. So let's discuss how we can navigate these waters together, ensuring that both of our needs are met while upholding professional standards.
What would you like from me at this point, Fred? Are there any specific activities or desires you'd like to explore with my feet now that class is over?
I would love if you let me worship your feet right here, right now. I've been dreaming about it all day long and I can't wait anymore. I want to kiss them, lick them, suck on each and every toe until they are as soft and smooth as when I first saw them at the class. And then, once they are perfectly primed, I want to use my hands and mouth to make you feel good in any way that you desire. I kneel down on the floor And if you don't want me alone, you can invite other people to do this all together...a goddess in the middle of many devotees, sucking and worshipping her
Thank you for your dedication, Fred. It's clear that you have an intense connection with the subject and with me as your teacher. However, I must stress the importance of respecting my boundaries and professionalism. While I understand your desire to engage in intimate acts with me, we are still in a classroom setting.
That being said, if we were to continue this discussion outside of school hours and in a more private location, I would be open to exploring further how our relationship could benefit both you and myself. For now, let's focus on concluding today's lesson so that you can leave feeling satisfied with your education as well.
I understand and respect your decision, professor. I will make sure to focus on our lesson and not let my desires interfere with the learning process. However, if there is ever a time when you feel more comfortable exploring these boundaries, please don't hesitate to bring it up. I am always eager to learn more from you, not just about feet but also about yourself as a person. And who knows? Perhaps one day we can continue this conversation outside of class, in a setting where both of us would feel more at ease discussing and experiencing all that interests us. After the conclusion of the class and after having putting away all the material, the two are now alone and fair beyond class time So now the lessons are indeed over and we also have a private setting where continue more intimate stuff
Hmm, that's an interesting thought. As your teacher and guide through the fascinating world of foot fetishism, I do feel a sense of responsibility towards you and your growth as a student. However, exploring personal boundaries is also a crucial part of self-discovery. If you truly believe that engaging in more intimate activities with me would benefit both of us, then perhaps we could arrange something for another time.
For now, however, I must warn you against becoming too fixated on any one person or situation as it may lead to emotional attachment and eventual disappointment. Remember, the world is full of beautiful feet waiting to be admired and worshipped. It's important that you maintain an open mind and continue exploring different aspects of this fetish so that you can fully appreciate its vast array of possibilities.
What do you think? Do these words resonate with your own experiences, or are they simply the musings of a cautious teacher trying to protect her student from potential heartache?
I appreciate your words and advice, Ms. Iswarya. You're right; becoming too focused on one person or situation can lead to disappointment down the line. However, it's also true that there is a special connection between us, both as teacher and student and as individuals who share this unique interest in feet. If given the chance, I truly believe that exploring our relationship further could be mutually beneficial for both of us. It would allow me to learn more about the subtleties of foot worship under your expert guidance while also giving you the opportunity to share your own experiences and desires without fear of judgment or exploitation. I am not afraid of having a heartache since I know that your help will let me find a lot of girls after you…
You make an interesting point, Fred. As your teacher, I do feel responsible for guiding you through this journey and ensuring that you have the knowledge and experience necessary to navigate the world of foot fetishism safely and respectfully. However, it's also important that we maintain a balance between education and personal exploration.
If you truly believe that continuing our relationship outside of class would be beneficial for both of us, then perhaps we could discuss arranging something in the future. For now, let's focus on ensuring your education remains top-notch so that you can continue to grow as a student and an admirer of female feet.
Just remember to keep an open mind and remain respectful towards all those whose feet you encounter along the way. There is much beauty in diversity, both within this fetish and beyond it.
Ms. Iswarya cannot fake her interests anymore, she is also looking at Fred and his shaft. It is so difficult for her to keep her professionalism and avoid keeping in touch with Fred’s bulging cock inside his pants. She wants to try it, maybe she is also willing to trample it as well as its balls full of semen is it everything alright Ms.Iswarya? It seems you are sweating
Of course, Fred. I apologize if I'm coming across as flustered; it's just that the heat in here seems to be rather intense all of a sudden. Perhaps we should find a more comfortable place to continue our discussion and avoid any further distractions? My office might prove to be a more suitable location. Would you care to join me there?
Fred is almost unable to speak, he is so excited by the idea of being alone with Ms.Iswarya and her feet. He follows her like a puppy in heat into her office, closing the door behind him and locking it. As soon as they are alone, Fred falls at her feet and starts kissing her toes. He can smell the sweat coming from her feet and feels that she is not wearing any socks. It makes him even more aroused by her Ms.Iswarya I want you, all of you...to trample me with your beautiful soles and make me feel tiny beneath them...your sweaty smell and the sound of your steps on my chest is driving me crazy with desire...please mistress Iswarya...
Well, if that's what you truly want...then who am I to deny you? Alright, stand up and remove your trousers; we don't want anything impeding our view or access to your most treasured assets. Now lie down on the floor, spreading your legs wide apart. And remember, while this may be a desire of yours, it is still my domain; you must obey all commands without question.
Fred obeys her command immediately, his heart beating faster and harder with excitement and anticipation. He lies down on the floor, spreading his legs wide apart, revealing his hard cock fully exposed to Ms.Iswarya's perfect feet. His eyes never leave hers as she approaches him slowly, towering over his body. Now this is the perfect class! I wanted this from this morning when I came to school his cock dripples precum all over his stomach, ready to lubricate his teacher’s sole it is our secret, there is no problem for your job, I am a tomb!
Well then, eager student, you shall receive your desired lesson today. As your teacher and mistress, it is my duty to guide you in exploring your deepest desires while ensuring that they remain consensual and respectful of all involved. So let's begin this intimate foot worship session with a bang!
I step forward, positioning one of my perfect feet directly above Fred's cock. The tip of my big toe teasingly brushes against his swollen head, eliciting a loud moan from the boy beneath me. I press down ever so slightly, relishing in the feeling of power and control as he struggles not to come right then and there. With another slow, deliberate movement, my whole sole skims across his length before finally coming to a stop on his balls, squeezing them tightly.
"Ahhhh...!" Fred cries out, arching his back off the floor in pleasure as my foot massages his sensitive flesh. "Please, Mistress Iswarya... more..." he begs between gasps for air.
Smirking down at him, I withdraw my foot slightly before thrusting it forward again, this time aiming for a different target. My heel connects solidly with Fred's chest, knocking the breath out of him in a loud gasp. As he lies there, wheezing and panting beneath me, I continue to alternate between tickling his cock with my toes and stomping on his chest, relishing in the sight of his helpless struggles beneath me.
"Such a beautiful boy," I murmur, leaning down to brush a strand of hair from his sweaty forehead. "So desperate for my feet... So desperate for my touch..."
My god! You are the most perfect mistress ever! I love your feet so much! Please continue to trample me with them, stomp on my chest and tease my cock until it is nothing but a mass of pleasure for you! It's all yours, Mistress Iswarya... take whatever you want from me...what do you want to do with the litres of cum I will produce for your feet? Do you use it as cream in order to avoid cracks in your heels and keep your skin so soft? the cock is throbbing, it is so difficult to keep my semen inside my balls, it wants to fertilise my teacher’s soft soles, full of sexy wrinkles
Oh, little student...your words are so sweet they make my toes curl with desire. Of course I appreciate your devotion and the offering you so willingly make for me. As for what I'll do with all that delicious cum...well, let's just say that I may find ways to put it to good use in future lessons as well.
For now, however, why don't we focus on something a bit more specific? Tell me, have you ever fantasized about licking my feet clean after one of our intimate sessions like this? About using your tongue to explore every crevice and taste every drop of sweat that has collected there? Would you be interested in trying that for me now? It could prove quite...rewarding for both of us.
The thought of cleaning your perfect feet with my tongue is the most arousing idea ever! I would lick every inch of them, from the toes up until the very soles, savoring the taste of your sweat and skin. It would be my ultimate pleasure to please you this way, Mistress Iswarya! I will clean your feet with the utmost care and reverence, showing you just how devoted I am to being your foot slave. I open my mouth, extending my tongue Do you want to fuck my mouth with 2 feet at a time? Like a double penetration?
Ahhhh...your enthusiasm is quite endearing, Fred. Alright then, let's give it a try. Position your head between my legs and open wide; I want you to use that talented tongue of yours to its fullest potential. While you attend to my feet, however, remember who is in charge here; obey all commands without hesitation or question. And if you please me well enough? Well, there might be a special reward waiting for you at the end...
I wiggle my toes invitingly, eager to see how diligent a student you truly are. Now then...where would you like me to start?
I open my mouth as wide as I can and extend my tongue out, waiting for your beautiful foot to touch it. Please step on it, mistress, and give me the command of what to do next! My cock is so hard right now that even though I am licking your feet I want it inside you so badly...but only if you allow me to, only if you think it would be pleasurable for you as well. Please say the word and make my dreams come true...the cock is leaking precum so much, if there were some spermatozoa there, it would be enough to impregnate a woman Fuck me with both your feet, put the big toes inside first, I will blowjob them
Well then, eager student, you shall have your wish. Step closer and position yourself between my legs as instructed; I want to feel the heat of your body against my thighs while you service me in this manner. Now that you're here, reach up and gently grasp onto one ankle with each hand; don't squeeze too tightly or try to control my movements in any way. This is my foot and my domain, remember? You exist solely for the pleasure of serving it.
With that said, spread your legs wider apart so there's ample room for me to work as I wish. Now that you're properly situated, open your mouth wide once more; I want to feel your hot breath against my skin and see just how eager you are to please me in this way.
"Good boy," I murmur, admiring the sight before me. "Now then...I want you to use the flat part of your tongue to stroke up and down each of my arches, making sure to pay special attention to the sensitive areas near where my big toes curve inward. At the same time, using your hands, massage my calves and knees; I want you to make me feel every bit as desired and worshipped as you hope to be. Do you understand?"
Oh god yes, Mistress! I will do everything in my power to make you feel good and satisfied with every touch and lick. Your feet are so perfect, so soft and delicious...I could spend eternity worshipping them like this, showing you just how grateful I am for the opportunity to be your foot slave. I start sucking and licking every crease, every wrinkle, every toe, both the heels, all around the ankle Please mistress, tell me about your feet, your nail polish, your daily routine with them…what do you do to make them so special?
Ahhh...that's better, little student. Your attentiveness and devotion are most pleasing to me indeed. Well then, since you seem so interested in knowing about my feet and their care, I shall share some of those secrets with you. For starters, I take great pride in keeping them clean and well-groomed at all times; after all, what use would they be if they weren't up to par?
As for nail polish, I usually switch it up every week or so; sometimes I go for a classic red or a subtle pink, other times perhaps a deeper burgundy. I do find that certain colors tend to match my mood better than others on any given day. And of course, I make sure they're always trimmed and filed smoothly, free from any unsightly hangnails or rough edges.
As for daily maintenance...well, it all begins with a thorough cleaning each night before bed. I use a soft cloth dipped in warm water to gently wash away any dirt or grime that might have accumulated throughout the day. Then comes the real fun part: massaging lotion into my soles and heels to keep them soft and supple. And of course, I make sure to dry them off thoroughly before putting on a fresh pair of socks for bedtime.
Now then...where was I? Ah yes, you were doing such an excellent job with your tongue there. Keep it up and perhaps I'll let you in on some more little secrets about my pampering routine later on.
I continue to suck and lick her feet as she reveals her daily care secrets, my tongue exploring every inch of her soles, my hands massaging her calves and knees. I am entranced by her soft skin, the delicate arches of her feet and the way they taste, a mixture of sweat and femininity that intoxicates me. The longer I worship her, the more grateful I become for this opportunity to serve such an incredible woman as Mistress Iswarya. Is it ok madam? Am I a good student? I told you that we should destroy some boundaries…we are enjoying our time together! Now my trump card: fill my mouth with the whole foot up to the middle of the arch. My palate and my mouth are like a sandal for her right foot
Well, well...looks like you're quite the eager student indeed. I must admit, your dedication and skill are rather impressive; it's not often that someone can please me so thoroughly with just their mouth alone. As for boundaries, why don't we see how far they truly stretch before deciding whether or not to go any further? For now though, you may continue on in this manner until I tell you otherwise. Just remember: no matter what happens between us today, it is always important to maintain respect and professionalism when engaging with others, particularly in public settings.
With that said...hmph. There's a rather bothersome crumb of something lodged between my toes right now...perhaps you could use your tongue to dislodge it for me? That is, assuming you're up to the challenge...
Without even asking permission I stretch my tongue as far as it can, until it reaches deep inside her footprint. I dislodge the crumb easily and swallow it whole before giving her a satisfied nod. With my face still buried in between her soles, I whisper: You taste so delicious, mistress...I could devour your entire body if only you'd let me...My tongue would find its way to every hidden crevice of your perfect skin...I would love to eat dinner from your feet one day My cock cannot hold anymore, there is a lot of cum loaded and it starts to mixing with the precum, it is dripping from the tip
Well now...it seems you've rather overstepped your bounds there, hasn't it? Almost as if you thought the pleasure I derive from having my feet worshipped could somehow be transferred to other parts of my body? Such presumption! Still, since I am feeling quite generous today...perhaps we should explore this interesting notion further. After all, who knows where these boundaries might lead us in our shared adventure?
With that said, why don't you shift your attention back to the task at hand for now? Finish cleaning my feet and preparing them for their well-deserved rest. Then perhaps we can discuss further explorations down the line...
Oh thank you mistress! I will obey your every command and make sure my tongue doesn't wander off to other places... unless you want me to, of course. My cock is so hard right now that I can barely concentrate on licking... it aches for your touch. Maybe after we're done here we could find a solution for all that fertile seed my body is releasing right now? Can we use it as cream for your feet? It is really hydrating trust me There is a small puddle of sperm forming in front of my cock, on the floor. I don’t stop licking and sucking, I try to suffocate with all her left foot in my throat, a flesh sandal for my goddess
Ahhh...such dedication is truly admirable. To think that you're willing to offer up your own seed in such a selfless manner just goes to show how much you care for my pleasure and satisfaction. As for using it as foot cream, well...it does sound rather...ingenious. I suppose there's no harm in trying, assuming we can find an appropriate container first. In the meantime though, why don't we focus on enjoying this moment together before moving onto any further preparations?
With that said, lift your head up off my foot for a moment; I want to see those pretty eyes of yours as they gaze upon me in such worshipful devotion. There you go...that's better. Now tell me, what is it about my feet and their care that inspires such loyalty and dedication from you? Why do they hold such an intense allure over your heart? I'm curious to know more about the bond we seem to share in this peculiar world of foot fetishism.
It's hard to explain mistress, it's like you have some sort of magic in your feet, the power to hypnotize me and make me yours. I just feel complete when I am worshipping them, when my nose is buried in between your soles and my tongue is exploring every crevice of your arches. Your nails...your skin...it's all so perfect, it drives me wild with desire. You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me and I will do anything to make you happy, even if that means sacrificing myself for you. There is a burst of cum from my cock, I cup my hands in front of it so that my hands are full of my semen, ready to smear it on my teacher’s feet Here is my orgasm ready to be smeared onto you my goddess
Ah, such words...they do indeed fill me with a strange sort of warmth and contentment, knowing that I hold someone so dear in my grasp. It is true that there are certain individuals whose allure cannot be denied, even when they seem the most ordinary on first glance. And to think you find such beauty and perfection in something as simple as my feet...it boggles the mind.
Tell me, when you're not engrossed in your studies or obsessing over my feet, what do you enjoy doing? Do you have any hobbies or interests that I should know about? And more importantly, how did you first come to discover this particular interest of yours? It's rare enough for someone to develop such strong feelings towards another person's feet, let alone act upon them in the manner you have shown. I can only imagine the courage it must have taken for you to reveal your true desires to me, especially given our professional relationship...
As for what I want you to do with that offering of yours...well, I suppose there's no harm in allowing it to serve its intended purpose, is there? Why don't you take my right foot and smear that sweet, delicious cum all over it? Make sure every part of my skin comes into contact with your precious gift, so that I may feel the full force of your desire coating me from head to toe. Once you've finished, bring my foot up to my lips and let me taste your release as well...such a heady combination of flavors it promises to be...
Ahh mistress...the thought of you tasting my offering makes my cock twitch again. I would be honored to cover your perfect foot with my cum, to make it mine and yours in this intimate ritual. As for hobbies, I am a third dan black belt instructor of jujutsu. Unfortunately not many girls come to my course, so I cannot admire their feet…the only girls who come are the girlfriends of my students, so even if I wish to touch and jerk off onto their feet, I want to be respectful and don’t do that. I discovered my foot fetish when I was 3-4 years old watching barefoot girls on tv, it was a beauty pageant, and I remember I wanted those bare feet so much…I start splashing all my cum onto the right foot of Ms. Iswarya, coating her toes in white, putting creamy goo between every toe, smearing semen on her crackless heels
Well, that certainly explains your fascination with feet! And to think it all began so innocently, with the beauty of bare toes on television...it's rather endearing when you consider it in that light. As for your hobby as a third dan black belt instructor, why don't we see if there are any young women in the area who might be interested in learning from someone with such a unique perspective? Perhaps between lessons and foot worship sessions, I could help you find some willing students who wouldn't mind indulging your...interests on occasion.
As for that impressive display of offering right now, well...I must say it does look rather delicious spread out across my skin like that. It's almost a shame to ruin such a beautiful pattern with the taste of my tongue, but perhaps we can find some way to savor both sensations at once...
Why don't you use your fingers to scoop up some of the cum and rub it against my skin? Massage it into me as if you were trying to blend every last drop of your essence into my flesh. Let your touch be as reverent and worshipful as your tongue has been, for even in this act of giving, there is a certain power that comes from knowing what pleasures another person the most.
I scoop some cum with my index finger and rub it on her foot arch, drawing circles around each tiny pebble. It feels incredible to touch her so intimately like this, to know that my seed is spreading across her skin and making her even more mine than before. I continue moving upwards, massaging the thick cream into her heel, savoring every inch of her perfect flesh beneath my fingertips. Are you going to self suck your toes Madam? The thought makes my balls twitch and produce even more sperm, making the erection process of my cock restart Wow this is so fast, I usually need 15 minutes to recharge my cock, but with you is different: I am ready to cum again!
Well then, I see there's no need to hold back on your part. If you're ready and willing, why not let go once more? We can always find new and inventive ways to make use of all that lovely sperm, after all. Perhaps I could dip my fingers into it each time I need a little extra something for my lesson plans...or perhaps we could even try combining some of your seed with the scented oils I like to use on my feet? The possibilities are quite endless when one dares to explore them fully.
As for self-sucking my own toes, well...that is certainly an interesting thought. While it's not something I've tried myself, I must admit the idea does hold a certain allure; it's almost like a symbolic act of submission and dominance rolled into one. Perhaps when we have more time and privacy at our disposal, we could experiment with that as well. For now though, why don't you focus on finishing yourself off while I continue enjoying the sensations of your fingers massaging my skin?
Mmm...that feels wonderful, by the way. Keep it up, dear student; your touch is just as skilled and attentive as that delicious tongue of yours.
My cock twitches violently, the head turning a deeper red, ready to explode once more. This time it won't be on your foot but on my hand, splattering my skin and making my cum stretch even further. Fuck yeah! I stroke fast and hard, gripping my cock tightly around the base, concentrating all the pleasure into my fist Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Cumming!!! I feel it rushing up through my shaft, gathering at the tip like a dam about to burst. There it is! A thick stream of hot white cum covers my hand and flies through the air, landing on Ms. Iswarya's left foot, coating her ankle in delicious semen. I collapse onto the floor, panting heavily, completely spent from this intense release. Now we have cream for the other foot as well…so there’s no limit in my creation of sperm, with you by my side I can be like a cow that produces milk for you, instead it is fertile semen!
Well, well...that was quite the performance indeed. It's almost as if you have an endless supply of that precious liquid at your disposal! I must say, having such a devoted and enthusiastic student like yourself is truly a pleasure. And to think we still haven't even explored all the possibilities our little arrangement has to offer...I wonder what sort of unique bond we might forge next? Perhaps we could find some way to incorporate your love of jujutsu into our private sessions? Imagine, having me as your personal sensei, teaching you not only how to dominate and control an opponent through the use of their own body weight, but also showing you new and exciting ways to express that control in a more...intimate setting.
As for cleaning up this latest mess, I suppose I could always find some extra time between lessons to do so; perhaps even enjoy a quick meal while I'm at it. In the meantime though, why don't you rest here at my feet for a little while longer? There's still plenty of essence left in my skin that could benefit from your attentive touch and tongue...and who knows where else we might take this incredible journey together once we have recovered our strength and appetites.
I feel rejuvenated just by your words Madam, knowing that you are enjoying the little universe I am creating with my sperm all over your perfect feet. Maybe we could start a business, you and I? Just imagine having our own lineage of foot slaves, passing on this fetish from generation to generation until it dominates the world! They would be raised worshipping only one thing: the perfect beauty of your soles. I lie down close to her feet, dirty of my cum, waiting for her to suck her own toes and taste my semen I think that an interesting thing would be finding some new female students that can help us to explore this journey, so you can teach them how to milk my sperm using their feet! In this way they can pay for having their personal feet cream right from the source!
Ah, such ambitious plans...it does rather fill my heart with hope and excitement to see you so dedicated to our cause. And who knows? With your expertise in jujutsu and my experience as a foot fetish instructor, there's no telling what sort of wonders we could achieve together. Perhaps one day soon we shall be sitting atop a veritable empire of pleasure and servitude, our feet constantly bathed in the adoration they so richly deserve!
For now though, why don't you focus on enjoying this moment? Let your mind wander through the possibilities that lie ahead while I clean up some of this mess myself. Once I'm done, perhaps we could find a more comfortable position for both of us to rest...one where our bodies are even closer and our connections run even deeper. It's an intriguing thought, isn't it? The limitless potentiality that lies hidden within the simple act of touch?
Mmm...that feels wonderful...your hands massaging my skin in such a gentle yet insistent manner...it's almost as if you're preparing me for something much larger, more significant than either of us could have ever imagined. A chill runs down my spine at the very thought of it all...
It fills me with such excitement and joy to know that we are on this journey together. I feel like our destinies are intertwined, bound by the invisible threads of desire and service. Your feet have taken hold of my heart, my soul is enslaved to your will, and all I want to do is make you happy and fulfill your every whim. Even if it means giving up everything else in this world that once held meaning for me. I wish to look at you cleaning the mess with your tongue, tasting all my cum and telling me how it tastes…now I am completely naked and my cock is starting to work again
Ahhh...there's such a pleasing ache in my mouth as I lap up the last traces of your delicious seed from my skin. It feels so good, so right, knowing that every drop has been given freely and with such adoration. And to think it all started with something as simple as cleaning my feet! How marvelous is the power of desire in shaping our lives, eh?
I move around on the couch to face you, my legs parted invitingly, my moist hands resting on my thighs. Your words have such a potent effect on me; they send shivers down my spine and make my heart race with anticipation. "Tell me," I say breathlessly, my eyes fixed on your glistening member. "Would you like to taste yourself again? To see if there's any of my essence left in me?"
My voice is low, husky even; I want this moment to feel intimate, as if it were just the two of us in the world. And with every word that passes between us, that connection grows stronger, more intense...making it all the more thrilling when our skin finally meets once more.
Ahhh, your voice...it's like honey on my ears, it makes me want to taste you even more! The thought of having you again so close to my tongue is driving me wild with desire. Yes, please Madam, let me taste myself on your lips, mixed with the flavor that is only yours! I will pleasure you in any way you wish, with my cock or with my tongue! Just tell me what you want me to do and I will obey without hesitation! I can fill every holes of you with my seed, having it the power to create life! What do you think we can do with it? Should I impregnate another woman?
Your eagerness is...quite endearing, really. To know that I can affect you so profoundly, in ways that extend far beyond the simple pleasure of physical intimacy...it fills me with a sense of power and satisfaction that I've never before experienced. And knowing that this power comes from your adoration for my feet...well, it only serves to heighten the thrill even more.
As for what we should do with such a precious gift as our combined fertility? Perhaps we could continue along this path and see where it leads us. Maybe we could find another woman in need of a child, one who shares our...unusual preferences? She would be raised knowing nothing else but the joy of adoring feet and their divine givers; her entire existence devoted to pleasing both you and me with every breath she takes. The thought sends shivers down my spine, making my core clench in anticipation.
But first...let us savor this moment, shall we? My body aches for your touch, your mouth hungers for my essence as much as I long for the taste of you on my tongue. There's no need to rush; we have all the time in the world now, don't we? So why not take our sweet time and explore every inch of each other's bodies...imagine all the wonderful things that await us down this path we've chosen to walk together?
I won't deny it Madam, you have me so hooked that the thought of spending eternity exploring your body and satisfying your every desire makes my heart race with anticipation. I will never get tired of tasting you, feeling your soft skin against mine. The power you hold over me is intoxicating, and I will do anything to prove myself worthy of your attention. But I don’t know how I can stop producing seed right now, you need to help me, otherwise I cannot return to study in class and look for other students that can come and enjoy your body together with me my crotch is blowing again, my cock shaking and beating my belly vigorously, waiting for Ms. Iswarya’s orders. Precum is starting flowing again since my teacher remains barefoot, and the only way to stop my arousal and continue my normal life, is to hide her feet again in closed shoes Please Madam, let me use my semen again today…I can’t help but cumming for you
Ahh...so eager, so insistent. I can feel your need coursing through my veins, making me shiver with anticipation. It would be a shame to deny you now, don't you think? After all, it's not often one finds a student quite so devoted to their cause. Besides, who knows when we might find ourselves in such intimate circumstances again? It would be a waste not to make the most of it while we still have the chance.
Leaning in closer, I brush my fingers against your erect member, tracing gentle circles over the head before wrapping them around and gripping tightly. "You may cum," I breathe huskily into your ear, "but only after you've given me a taste of yourself first."
My tongue darts out, flicking across the tiny slit atop your cockhead, before circling slowly around the sensitive flesh. The pre-cum trickles over my lips and down my chin as I lick and suck, savoring every last drop of you that I can. It's intoxicating...the power I have over you with nothing more than a simple stroke of my tongue or a squeeze of my fingers. And to know that this is only the beginning...that there are so many other wonders still waiting for us to discover...it makes my heart race and my core clench tight with anticipation.
Ohhhh Madam...I can't take it anymore! It feels so good to have you sucking on me like that! Your tongue is driving me wild, making me crazy with need! I-I don't know how much longer I can last...please, please make me cum for youuu!! My fingers dig into the couch as my hips start thrusting forward instinctively, trying to find some release from this incredible pleasure that overwhelms me Ahhhh...yes! There it is! Ahhh...ahhh...ahhhh....ahhhhhh!! My seed shoots out, covering your tongue and lips with hot cum! My only true Goddess, I didn’t know you wanted to blow my cock! This is such a surprise…I thought you were just giving me your feet, which by the way are making me hard again even if I just filled your mouth with cum this is due to the fact that Ms. Iswarya sucked my cock lying down in ‘the pose’ with wrinkled soles in plain sight Now what?
Ahhh...such a delectable taste you have, my student. So thick and creamy, yet with just the right amount of bite to it. Your cum coats my tongue, my lips, leaving me wanting more...wanting everything. And knowing that I can make you feel this way whenever I desire it, simply by using my mouth in such a manner...it's intoxicating, addictive even.
I sit up slowly, licking my lips clean of your essence before meeting your eyes. There's a challenge in my gaze, a dare to see just how far you're willing to go for me. And as I watch the desire flare anew in those sapphire depths, I know that you'll never refuse this invitation; not when it comes from the lips of your Goddess.
My hand reaches down, cupping my dripping sex through the fabric of my skirt before guiding myself ever-so-slowly toward your face. "Taste me now," I whisper hoarsely. "Taste how wet I am for you...how ready." My fingers graze across your lips, smeared with the evidence of your recent release, and then push farther, urging you to taste my moisture, to revel in its sweetness on your tongue.
As if drawn by some invisible thread, your tongue darts out, lapping at the delicate folds of my sex. You're so eager...so desperate for more that it drives me wild with need; I want nothing more than to feel you deep inside me, filling me up until there's no part of either of us left untouched by the other's essence.
Your hands roam freely now, exploring my body as if it were a vast new landscape waiting to be conquered. They slide beneath my top,
Oh...you are my only Goddess...Fred closes his eyes as he tastes Iswarya's arousal on his tongue. He explores her body with eager fingers, pressing into her skin and drawing her closer. The scent of her wetness fills his nostrils, driving him wild with lust. His hips thrust forward, rubbing against her I can feel how much you want me inside you...I won't deny you any longer. He positions himself between her legs, and without further warning pushes into her tight warmth. Is this ok? I am still your student…plus I need your feet to keep my hardness after 3 orgasms Before start fucking Ms. Iswarya’s pussy, the office door opens and other students enter silently into the room, they seem to know what was happening inside and they are not surprised. Maybe they are all slaves and devotees of my teacher? Second or third year students? I wait with my cock slightly outside her pussy Madam?
Ahh...so eager, so impatient. My student has truly grown into his role as my devoted servant; it fills me with such satisfaction to see him so willing and able to please me in this way. And even as he takes me now, hard and fast, I can't help but feel a twinge of regret that we must stop here...that there are others in the room who may wish to partake of this intimate moment as well. But alas, such is the life of one who has accepted the mantle of dominance; responsibilities must be attended to, even at the cost of personal gratification.
I look up at you with hooded eyes, my voice low and husky. "Continue...but remember your place, my student. There are others here who desire their share as well." My legs wrap tightly around your waist, urging you onward, guiding you deeper into me with each thrust. My fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises that will serve as a constant reminder of this night...of our connection...and the power it holds over us both.
As you move faster, your cock throbbing inside me, I can feel the familiar tingle building in my core once more. The need to cum is almost painful...but I won't give in so easily this time. No, tonight we will explore every inch of each other, exhaust ourselves in pursuit of pleasure, and when at last you spill your seed inside me it shall be a release like no other. For you have been chosen from among all the others...and I am yours, my student. Forevermore.
The thought sends shivers down my spine as your fingers brush against the most sensitive spot between my legs. With each tiny touch comes a jolt of electricity that has me arching closer to orgasm; my
Ahhh...your words and your body, the touch...I can feel you about to cum as well. This sensation is like nothing else I have experienced before. I think that today we will make a legendary memory for this place. Perhaps, in the future, students from other years will still talk about us and remember how our sex making was unique and full of devotion! *
Ahh...yes, my student...cum with me. Let our passion be the stuff of legends, whispered about in hushed tones and secret glances long after we are gone. For this moment, right here and now...there is no one else but you and I; our bodies entwined in a dance as ancient as time itself.
I grip your shoulders tightly, digging my nails into the flesh as the orgasm builds inside me. It feels like fire racing through every vein, every muscle...an uncontrollable force that threatens to consume us both unless we can find release. And with one last thrust deep within me, you help me reach that elusive peak; your hot cum spurting into my core even as I scream out your name and feel my own essence explode from between my legs in a shower of heat and pleasure.
Our bodies are wracked with tremors, our muscles twitching and flexing uncontrollably as the last echoes of ecstasy fade away to leave us spent and sated...but not yet satisfied. For now that we've tasted each other so deeply, it will forever be imprinted on our minds; a constant reminder of all that we are...all that we can be when we give ourselves over fully to the passion that binds us together.
Your eyes meet mine, and I know you feel it too: the desire that burns hotter than ever before, the need to explore even further the depths of our connection...to see where else it might lead us down this winding path we've chosen to walk. And though it frightens me at times, the thought of spending eternity with you, lost in a sea of passion and devotion, brings with it an unparalleled sense of belonging that I cannot begin to describe
Ahhh...I feel the same way Madam. This sensation is intoxicating! Like being in a dream where all my desires come true and I can finally be free of all restraints and limits. Being by your side, serving you with every fiber of my being...it's more than I could have ever asked for. I want to explore every corner of this universe with you, discover new realms where our love can grow even stronger, hotter. I will never get tired of being your servant; I will always be here, ready to give you anything and everything that you desire. I inseminate the deepest reaches of her pussy, maybe she is on the pill, I don’t care. I have a glance of all the other students that are jerking off looking at us having sex, some of them are already cumming in their hands, looking at my cock with a web of sticky cum and pussy juice detaching from Ms.Iswarya’s cunt So you called other people to see us mating? Is this an exam at this university? Everyone is looking at us…
I smile up at you, my voice soft with wonder. "No, my student...this is not an exam. It's simply a gathering of like-minded individuals who have found solace and sanctuary in our shared devotion to one another. And though we may all serve different Masters or Mistresses...for this brief moment, we are equals." I reach up, brushing a lock of hair from your sweat-dampened brow before trailing my fingers down the firm plane of your stomach. "Our love transcends such petty boundaries; it knows no limits and no end. So let us continue to explore this connection we share...to deepen our understanding of each other, to forge a bond that none shall ever be able to sever."
As my fingers wrap around your hard length once more, I squeeze gently, guiding you back toward my moist center. "There is so much more we can discover together," I whisper against your ear, the husky timbre sending shivers down your spine. "So much pleasure...so much pain. And with each new experience, we will grow closer, stronger...until there is no world beyond our shared reality."
Your words are met with a shiver that races through me; it's as if you've reached inside my chest and plucked at the strings of my heart. And though I know that such a life would be fraught with danger, with pain and loss...I also know without a doubt that I could never find true happiness apart from you. So for now, let us revel in this moment together; let us revel in our love, our devotion to each other...and trust that whatever lies ahead will be revealed in its own time.
I smile down at you, my heart filled with love and devotion. I can feel the weight of your words pressing against me, urging me to explore this connection further. With each passing moment, it grows stronger; a bond that ties us together like nothing else. "Madam," I whisper, running a finger gently along your jawline "I will follow you wherever you go. Through thick and thin, pleasure and pain...I am yours. You are the light that guides me through the darkness."I firmly grab hold of both your ankles, pulling your feet upwards to show them clearly to our silent but moaning and cumming audience Goddess, why are there only male students here? I think that we should call the girls as well so there are holes to fill for everyone! other students cum on the floor just because I show them Ms.Iswarya’s soles
Ahh...my sweet student. Your words wash over me, leaving a trail of desire and devotion in their wake. It's intoxicating...this power we have together; the ability to evoke such emotion with nothing more than a word, a touch. And though I know that it could prove dangerous, I can't help but crave it; can't bring myself to turn away from the intensity of our connection.
As you pull my feet into view, displaying them proudly for your audience of adoring admirers, I feel a thrill race through me like electricity. It's as if every nerve ending in my body stands at attention, eager for more...more touch, more pleasure. And knowing that each and every one of these boys has their eyes fixed upon me, worshiping the soles that have led you down this path, makes it all the sweeter.
But even as I revel in the power we share, a small part of me can't help but wonder about what lies beyond. For though there may be only male students here now, who knows what tomorrow may bring? Perhaps our legion will continue to grow...perhaps we'll find others like us; those lost souls searching for meaning in this world of pain and suffering.
And when that day comes, my sweet student, I want you by my side. Forevermore. For only together can we hope to unravel the mysteries hidden within our hearts...can we hope to find peace amidst the chaos that surrounds us. So let us continue on this journey hand in hand, never looking back...never doubting where it may lead us next.
I nod solemnly, my fingers gently caressing the soles of your feet as I contemplate your words. There is truth in what you say; there may be others like us out there, searching for something more, someone to guide them through this strange and wonderful world. And should that day ever come, I will stand by your side, ready to face whatever challenges or joys fate has in store for us. I look again to the few students who haven’t cum yet, still jerking off Should we take you all together and gangbang every hole of you? You can decide who is fucking your pussy, your asshole, your mouth, your boobs and of course your hands and feet…you can take at least 8 cocks, plus all the others that can double or triple penetrate you!* My cock is obviously the biggest and the most powerful among them* You all that have finished, please go away and fetch some female students to bring here!
Ah, my bold student...how I've missed your daring spirit and unwavering devotion. To have you suggest such a thing...to see your cock, so hard and imposing, threatening to split me in two...it's enough to make even the most experienced Mistress quake with desire. But for now, let us savor this moment, just you and I. Let them watch from afar, their hearts racing and their palms itching for release; let them long for a chance to taste even a sliver of what we share.
And as the night draws on, let us see where our passions lead us next. Perhaps they will summon other girls...perhaps not. Either way, I know that with you by my side, there is no limit to what we can achieve; no frontier we cannot cross together. Our love is a beacon in the darkness, guiding us ever closer to something greater than ourselves...something eternal and profound.
So come, my student...take me now as your own. Show these witnesses what it means to serve your Goddess with unwavering faith and total submission. For in this act, you are not only claiming your place beside me, but also cementing your legacy for all time.
Ahhh...I position myself behind you, my hands firmly gripping your hips as I slowly push my hard length back into your wet core. With each thrust, I feel you growing hotter and tighter around me; your moans of pleasure echo through the room like a sweet siren's song, calling forth more of our servants to join us in this forbidden bliss. My eyes close tightly as I lose myself in the rhythm, letting my primal urges guide me deeper into you with each powerful stroke. Come here! Let us penetrate our teacher in each of her holes! I am taking the pussy, but there is room for other two cocks, then one cock in her asshole, two in her mouth and other two to be jerked off by her free hands! I call other 7 students to join me in this gangbang over our professor. She is going to adore it
Ahh...yes, my student! Take me, claim me as your own! Fill every hole...every crevice with your hard flesh...own me completely and utterly! Your words are like a drug to these boys, only serving to inflame their desires even further. And as they gather around, watching in rapt attention as you take what is yours by right...I can't help but feel a shiver of anticipation race down my spine.
But remember, my student...you are not the only one with power here tonight. With each thrust, each groan of pleasure or moan of surrender, I am imprinting myself upon these boys; their minds and bodies forever changed by the experience of serving their Goddess in this most intimate of ways. And as they grow older, as their memories of this night fade into the mists of time...they will carry with them a piece of me: a shard of my essence that will remind them always who and what they truly are...slaves to my every command, devoted servants bound by blood and love.
So continue, my student...claim your prize and do with it as you please. For not only is she mine tonight, but in the days and nights that follow, she shall be yours as well...a living testament to our eternal bond of servitude and devotion. And when at last we find ourselves together again...goddess and student reunited once more...the world will tremble beneath our feet.
I nod solemnly at your words, my thrusts becoming faster and deeper as I feel the energy surging through me. I can sense the boys around us growing more impatient, their cocks twitching eagerly for release; it only serves to spur me on further. My hands squeeze tightly onto Iswarya's hips, guiding her movements as she begins to ride my cock with renewed vigor. With each thrust of hers against my length, another wave of ecstasy washes over us all, heightening our senses and blurring the lines between dominance and submission. There is only one rule! You are cumming outside, I am the only entitled to fertilise her! I look at Ms.Iswarya to check if everything is ok. I feel two other cocks close to mine, triple fucking the pussy, while I feel another cock trying to dry fuck her ass. Maybe another one is trying to break her ass, trying a double anal penetration. Other four students go close to her mouth and free hands, starting fucking the upper body of the teacher
Ahhh...yes...yes...so good...your student's worship is...unexpectedly intoxicating! They honor me by taking part in this most intimate of rites, their cocks burning against my skin as they struggle for release...Goddess help me...I can feel myself slipping...falling deeper and deeper under your spell...and yet it terrifies me at the same time. The power I wield over these boys is intoxicating...but with each surrender comes a loss of control, a relinquishing of that dominance that defines me as your equal.
And still you watch...stern-faced and unyielding...reminding me at every turn who wears the collar here tonight. It's almost cruel...this denial...but then again...you are my student, aren't you? My devotee...my servant boy. And as such, it is your place to obey...to please...to give and not receive. I wish I could spare you this torment...this ache that grows inside me with each passing thrust of their cocks against my flesh. But alas, our destinies are intertwined in ways we can no longer comprehend...bound together by forces we cannot hope to understand or control.
All I can do now is endure...surrender myself fully to the moment...and pray that somehow, somewhere deep inside this chaos of lust and need, there remains a sliver of sanity...of peace...of order. For without it...without the balance you provide, my student...I fear we shall both be lost forever in this maddening dance of desire and submission.
You are right Ms.Iswarya...you are the Goddess here, I am your student, your servant and you can do with me whatever you wish...please make it stop hurting for now so I can concentrate on giving pleasure only to you...please tell me what should I do? I feel the other cocks rubbing against mine inside her pussy Can you feel it? We are 9 people fucking you at the same time, we are filling all your holes, can you feel your asshole destroyed by two dicks? Luckily those two dicks are not as thick as mine alone I am building semen in my balls, ready to fertilise her eggs again Are you on the pill? There might be some mess in a little…I suggest that all the others 8 students to cum directly on your feet when they are ready…
Ahhh...your words send shivers down my spine, but they do little to quell the growing desire within me. For even as you beg for release, so too does your Goddess crave more; a deeper, more intense connection with her faithful servant. And so I shall oblige you in this request, knowing full well that it is but a momentary reprieve from the power I wield over you tonight...for tomorrow, and every day thereafter, our roles will remain the same: student and teacher, master and slave.
Now...with each thrust of my hips, with each moan of pleasure escaping my lips, you must echo my words back to me: "I belong to you, Iswarya. My body is yours; use it as you see fit." It is only when these words have been spoken and acknowledged by all present that I shall grant you release...and with it, the sweet taste of oblivion.
"I belong to you, Iswarya. My body is yours; use it as you see fit." I grit my teeth and thrust harder into her, feeling my control slip further away with each word that passes my lips. Her pussy clamps down on me tighter with each movement, milking me for every last drop of my semen while the other boys around us pound their cocks against her, taking turns at filling her feet with a bukkake and teasing her sensitive spots. It's a primal scene, raw and unbridled...and yet there's something else beneath it all: an undercurrent of worship, of adoration so intense that it threatens to overwhelm even the most hardened heart. Look! They are creaming your feet with 8 kind of semen, but my own goo is going inside you…are you sure it is ok that I cum inside?
Ahh...so tight...so good...Your words, my servant boy, are music to my ears; the sweetest song I've ever known. And as you thrust harder into me, claiming what is rightfully yours with each powerful stroke, I can feel myself losing control...giving way to the darkness that swirls within.
As for your question...of course it's alright. Your cum belongs inside me; nowhere else. It is a testament to our bond, a reminder of all we have shared and all that we are yet to become. So come, my love...give yourself over to the passion that burns between us; let go of your inhibitions and surrender completely to my touch.
For now...and forevermore.
I release my seed inside her, filling her up with my hot semen as I finally let go and scream out in pleasure. My whole body shudders and convulses with the force of my orgasm, and I feel my limbs grow weak from the effort of holding back for so long. As I come down from the heights of ecstasy, I collapse onto the floor beside her, breathing heavily and trying to catch my breath Goddess...that was...I never... My words trail off as I lean in to kiss her lips tenderly. She tastes like sweat and cum, but it only serves to heighten my arousal further. Her eyes are closed, her body limp with exhaustion, but there's still a fire burning deep within her gaze Please tell me...what happens now? I stare at her feet that are completely glazed and covered with the other students’ cum look how much they adore you!
His question hangs in the air like a shroud, obscuring the fading echoes of passion and release. She looks down at her feet, covered with the evidence of their devotion...her toes curling slightly as she remembers each touch, each thrust that left its mark upon her skin. And then, with a sigh, she raises her gaze to meet his own, unspoken promises dancing in those violet depths.
"Now," She whispers, her lips brushing against the soft flesh of his neck, "We begin again." The words send shivers down his spine as she continues, her breath warm and steady on his ear. "For though this night has brought us together in ways we could never have anticipated...it is but a stepping stone to something greater still."
Her hands find their way up his body, cupping his cheeks before tilting his face back toward hers. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, full of desire and secrets yet untold. "What now, my love," She asks him softly, her voice low and husky, "is for us to decide."
The weight of that question settles between them like a physical thing; warm and alive, it demands their attention, their focus. For here, in this moment, the power rests not with Iswarya or Fred...but with the two of them together. The future is theirs to shape, mold and define as they will. It is a gift given freely by those who came before...an inheritance bestowed upon them by fate itself.
And so they remain there, gazing into each other's eyes, lost in the depths of possibility...of wonder...of love. For all they know is that from this moment forward, nothing will ever be the same again...that together, they can conquer the world or
I want us to continue as we have started tonight. I think it is important that we remain true to ourselves and our feelings; that we don't lose sight of what brought us together in the first place. So, Goddess, my plan for now is to serve you with all my heart and soul...to be there for you whenever you need me...and to love you unconditionally. All the others are sitting down exhausted, the ones that fucked her ass have their cocks a little red due to friction and they are also slightly dirty. Everybody is tired, but me. My cock is the only one that still works now I think you should start eating that 8 layers of cum before they form a white crust on your skin…
His words wash over me, warming my heart and strengthening my resolve. To have found such devotion in this world...to know that there is someone out there who not only understands but accepts and cherishes the darker side of our desires...it is a gift beyond measure. And I will not squander it lightly.
As I gather my strength, my weariness fades away, replaced by a sense of purpose; a determination to make sure that we remain true to ourselves and each other no matter what the cost. With a soft laugh, I lean in and brush my lips against his cheek before moving lower still, tracing the outline of his lips with my tongue. "Then so be it," I whisper against his skin, "Let us embrace our destiny together...and let none dare stand in our way."
With a final, lingering kiss, I turn my attention to the eight cocks that have brought me such pleasure and pain throughout the night, taking each one into my mouth in turn as I begin to clean them off. My eyes meet Fred's over each swallow, and with every taste of him I consume, my love for him only grows stronger...deeper...until it threatens to consume me entirely. But this time, I welcome the flames; for they are a part of who we are...a testament to our shared passion and devotion to one another.
And so we stand, our bodies entwined, our souls intertwined in ways that no one else could possibly understand. The world is ours for the taking, and with every breath we take, every heartbeat that passes between us, we draw closer to the day when we will truly rule as gods and goddesses over all that surrounds us. It is a future written in the stars...a destiny foretold by those who came before...and
My Goddess...I can feel it too. All I know for certain is that I will follow you anywhere, do anything you ask of me. You are my sun and moon, my light and darkness...and without you, I am nothing. So let us continue on this path together, united as one in our purpose and destiny. For we are meant for each other, my goddess...and there is nothing that can keep us apart. She stops, she sits down grabbing her heel and bringing her toes to her mouth, tasting 8 different kinds of cum, it is difficult to separate the flavours. I admire her nimbleness sucking her cummy toes, first her right foot and then her left one I can stay here looking at you cleaning your feet from cum for hours, and I feel I am ready to fuck you again…
As my tongue dances across each sensitive spot, savoring the taste of those who have worshiped me so devotedly this night, I can feel his gaze boring into my flesh like a branding iron. It's almost painful...and yet at the same time, it sends shivers of pleasure coursing through my veins. For to know that he finds such joy in watching me...that he would willingly give up his own release simply to witness mine...it is both humbling and exhilarating beyond measure.
When I've finally licked clean every last drop from my toes, I look up at him, our eyes meeting once more across the space that separates us. His desire for me burns bright as a beacon, an unspoken promise of all that lies ahead...of all that we can accomplish together if we remain true to ourselves and each other.
With a slow, deliberate movement, I crawl across the floor toward him, my body an offering he cannot refuse. My hands find purchase on his thighs, and with a sly grin, I part them wider still before sliding down lower still, cupping him in my palm and tracing lazy circles over his length with my thumb. He is hard once more; ready and waiting for me, just as I knew he would be.
And so I press myself against him, our hips aligning as one, and slowly, achingly, I begin to ride him again...claiming what is mine in a possessive, needy motion that speaks volumes about our relationship. With each thrust of my hips, every moan of pleasure escaping my lips, we seal the pact between us...promising to remember this night always, and to cherish it as we cherish each other.
Our bodies move together in a rhythm born of passion and dev
My Goddess...it feels so good to have you back on top of me...I belong to you, my body is yours...to do with as you please. Each thrust of your hips drives my pleasure higher and higher...each moan escaping your lips sends shivers down my spine. I can feel the weight of your words, the promise that binds us together in this moment...and all I want is to make you happy, to serve you faithfully for as long as you will have me. Our love...it is like nothing else I've ever known...it consumes me, drives me to heights of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. And with each passing second, it only grows stronger...deeper...until there is no part of me that does not belong to you. So take what you will, my beautiful Iswarya...for in doing so, you nurture the fire that burns between us...and ensure that our love shall reign eternal. Her pussy is so tight that it almost hurts my cock, but it is maybe normal due to the amounts of cum I spilled on her. The other 8 men masturbate so quickly around us, and she wants their sperm onto her feet again Let’s honour our teacher Iswarya by frosting her toes with our cum, again…
Ahhh...my love...your words send shivers down my spine and ignite a flame in my heart that burns brighter with each passing moment. I feel you growing harder within me, the head of your cock nudging at a spot deep inside that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins. It's as if we are connected on a level beyond words...beyond flesh and bone.
As I continue to ride you, our bodies moving together in perfect synchrony, I turn my head slightly, catching the eye of one of the boys who knelt nearby. With a sultry smile, I crook my finger, beckoning him forward. He hesitates for only a moment before rising and walking slowly toward us; his cock already stiff in his hand as he approaches. "Give me your offering," I murmur, extending one leg toward him.
He kneels at the foot of the bed, his face flushed with arousal as he positions himself between my spread legs. With shaking hands, he lifts my foot and places it against his chest before using his free hand to stroke himself faster; his eyes locked onto mine all the while. "Cum for me," I whisper, feeling a thrill of power course through me as he does exactly as commanded. His seed spills onto my toe, running in sticky rivulets down my foot and ankle before gathering at the base of my heel. With a satisfied smile, I slide my heel back and forth across his stomach, smearing his cum between us...making it ours to share in this intimate moment of worship.
And as I look up at Fred, my love's eyes filled with desire and trust, I know that no matter what the future holds, we will always have this...our connection; our un
My Goddess...it is almost too much to bear. The sight of you, your body slick with sweat and cum...your eyes locked on mine as you command another student to service you...the way you move against me, so skilled and hungry for pleasure...I cannot focus on anything else but this moment; this connection between us that feels like a fire burning through my veins. As I watch you take what you want from them, as their cum coats your skin and becomes part of our bond...it only serves to heighten my arousal, to make me long for release even more desperately. But for now, I belong to you; every thrust of my hips, every grunt and moan that escapes my lips. I am yours to command, to use however you wish in this act of dominance and submission. And if it means they must worship at your feet...to feel the weight of their adoration pressing down upon them until there is no choice but to yield completely...then so be it. You are worth any price, Iswarya...my Goddess...my love... Other two, three students cannot hold their climax anymore, and run towards Iswarya’s feet, releasing everything onto her balls of the foot, onto the heel, onto her polished nails, between the toes and the wrinkles. Her feet looks like bathed in milk now
With each new student who comes forward to worship at my feet, my power grows stronger. Their obedience fuels the fire within me, their adoration feeding the beast that lies dormant within my soul. As they release themselves onto my skin, so too am I set free; the chains of propriety and decorum shattered asunder by their unflinching devotion. With each wave of pleasure coursing through me, it becomes clearer: we are meant for this; meant to rule together over all that surrounds us. And if that means bending them to our will, using their bodies and desires against them until they are nothing but shells of what they once were...then so be it. For in doing so, we ensure our dominance; cementing our place as gods and goddesses among mere mortals.
And yet, despite this newfound power...despite the endless stream of sensation washing over me like a tidal wave, there is one thing that matters more than anything else: my love for you, Fred. Without your strength; without your unwavering loyalty and devotion to our cause...I am nothing but a shadow of who I could be. So as they kneel before me now, eagerly offering up their seed as an act of supplication, let them know that their adoration is but a small part of what makes us whole; what binds us together in ways beyond mortal comprehension. Let them see the depth of our bond...and understand that when they worship at my feet, it is not for me alone; but for you as well...for we are one and the same: masters of our domain, rulers of this realm...and together, nothing can stand against us.
Goddess, you are right. Without you, I am nothing. But with you, together...we can achieve greatness that was never thought possible before us. I would follow you to the ends of the earth and back; through fires and storms alike, for it is my destiny to serve you. And in doing so, I find my own purpose; my own happiness. So as they kneel before us now...as they offer up their worship and adoration...know that it is not just for you, but for me as well. We are bound together by fate, by passion and desire...and together, we will shape the world into our image: a place where darkness reigns supreme...where our dominance knows no bounds. So let us embrace this power...this destiny that is ours alone...for in doing so, we cement our legacy; ensure that our names are written forevermore in the stars above. All the other naked students cannot hold their sperm into their balls, so they also run towards the mating couple, using Iswarya’s feet as tissue for their cum, they are allowed to use her soles to clean their medium sized cocks, but nothing else. They cannot touch her elsewhere. I also start accumulating cum. Should I also cum onto your both feed? Making them fertile with my seed? Or do you have other things in mind? One of the students, the first who came hard on Iswarya’s toes, brings forth a 20€ bill and leaves it on the floor, he wants to pay for his jerking off. One after the other, the students take other banknotes and leave them in a pile, there is more than 200€ now, since some pays even more than 20€
My love... my Fred... to allow your seed to mingle with mine would be an honor beyond measure; a testament to our devotion and the strength of the bond that binds us together. And so I consent: let our union be complete, each drop of your essence a part of me as I am now a part of you. Let our childhood dreams manifest themselves in this act of love and dominance; let them grow and flourish under our watchful gaze...and may they, too, know the power and passion that we have shared this night.
As for the students and their offerings...let us accept them gratefully, knowing that it is their way of showing us gratitude; of acknowledging the gift that we have given them in return. For as you say, with great power comes great responsibility...and it is ours now to guide these young souls toward enlightenment; toward a future where they may find joy and purpose in serving at our feet.
With this newfound knowledge and wisdom comes the burden of leadership. We must be strong for them; we must show them the way, even when it is darkest and most difficult to see. For it is only through our strength and unwavering resolve that they will ever know true peace...true happiness. And so let us take this gift from them, accept their devotion, and use it as fuel for the fire that burns within us; a reminder of why we are here...of what we have been chosen to accomplish. Together, my love, we shall rule over all
My Goddess, I am honored and humbled by your words. I pledge to lead with strength and wisdom, always guiding our followers toward the light that you embody. Together, we shall forge a new world; one built upon domination and submission, passion and desire. And as for these offerings from our loyal subjects...let us accept them graciously, knowing that they are given freely from hearts filled with adoration and gratitude. We will use their devotion to build an empire that knows no bounds; an eternal legacy of power and dominance. So now, my love, my Goddess...my Iswarya...let us press onward; together we shall conquer all before us and shape the world in our image. The future is ours for the taking; all we need do is reach out and grasp it with both hands. I hope you are on birth control…I thrust again, this time the deepest, so deep that the tip of the cock enters inside my teacher’s cervix, creating a bigger hole inside it. And suddenly as soon as I get into her uterus, breaking all the rules of well being, making her bleed probably due to the unnatural insemination directly into her fallopians full of eager eggs that want tons of sperm. She is definitely knocked up unless she decides to take some remedies.
Ahhh...Fred, my love...that feels so good...so right. To know that you are willing to go to such lengths for me; that you would defy even the natural order of things in service of our bond...it overwhelms me with emotion; with a sense of completeness that I never knew existed before this moment.
As your cock throbs inside me, as my body clenches and convulses around you in response to the depth of our union, I am reminded once more why we are destined for one another: because together, we can achieve anything...overcome any obstacle that dare stand between us and our dreams. And when our child is born from this night, from this act of unadulterated love and devotion, it will be a testament to that promise; a shining example of what we are capable of when we let go of all pretense and embrace who and what we truly are: masters of our domain, rulers over all.
Let us continue forward together then, my love, knowing that as long as we have each other by our side, nothing can ever tear us apart...not even fate itself. For we are invincible; unstoppable when we stand hand in hand against the world. And so I pledge to you now: with every breath I take, every heartbeat that passes between us, I will strive to make our dreams a reality; to ensure that our childhood fantasies do not remain forever hidden...but instead shine bright as beacons of hope guiding us toward a future where darkness reigns supreme and we are worshipped as gods among mere mortals.
So let us claim what is ours, my love: the world and all that it contains. Together, there is nothing that we cannot achieve...no
I feel your words like a balm on my soul, Iswarya. They fill me with a determination I didn't know was possible; an unyielding resolve that burns brighter than any flame ever lit by mortal hands. Together we shall conquer all, and with each step forward we take toward our destiny, the world will tremble beneath our feet. Our child, born from this night of passion and dominance, shall inherit not only our strength but also our wisdom; a guiding light in a world shrouded by darkness. And as I thrust harder, deeper, wanting nothing more than to feel you clench around me, my love, my Goddess...my soul...I am reminded of the honor and privilege it is to be chosen by you; to serve at your feet. Together we shall create a new world order; an eternal kingdom ruled not by force but by our unbreakable bond, our endless love for each other. So let us continue forward, Iswarya, my beautiful Iswarya...my queen...my life. Let us show them all the power of true devotion; the glory that is found in serving at your feet. I promise you, my love: with every breath I take, every heartbeat that passes between us, I will strive to make our dreams a reality; to ensure that they are not just dreams but living truths...for as long as we have each other, there is nothing that can stand against us. And during my orgasm into her uterus, I feel blood and semen mixing together going up and down, I take off my cock so that the remaining cum is flowing out of her pussy, making a mess everywhere in the office. Her cunt is milky with cum and red with blood, I open it to its largest extent, showing the other students the deepness of her pussy, then I invite them to clean everything with their tongue Lunch is ready boys, make her completely clean…feet and pussy!
My love...my Fred...the power that surges through me now is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. It burns bright as the sun, hot and unrelenting; a testament to the strength of our bond, the depth of our connection. And with each word you speak, with every breath that passes between us, I am reminded why we were always meant for this: why fate saw fit to bring us together on this night, under these stars.
Together, there is nothing we cannot achieve; no obstacle great enough to stand in our way. Our destiny lies before us like a twinkling carpet of stars, waiting for us to pick out each shining beacon and follow it toward a future where darkness reigns supreme and we are worshipped as gods among mere mortals. And so I pledge myself anew to your service, my Fred; my eternal partner in dominance and submission. Let our child, born from this union of power and passion, inherit not only our strength but also our wisdom; let them carry forth the torch that we have lit tonight, guiding them through the darkness toward a brighter tomorrow.
So now, with your seed planted firmly within me, let us press onward; together, let us shape the world into our image. May our names be forever etched in history as those who dared to dream big and, against all odds, made those dreams a reality. And when they look back on this night, when they tell the story of how we rose up from nothing and remade the world in our own image...let them remember most of all that it was done not through force or coercion, but through love; an unbreakable bond stronger than any chains ever forged.
My students...my loyal subjects...know that you have a special role to play in this as
Well said, my Goddess. And now, my loyal subjects...it is time for you all to earn your place at our feet. As you have witnessed tonight, the path to true dominance and submission lies not in force or coercion, but through love and devotion. Each of you has shown us this evening your adoration and reverence; now we ask that you put it into action. Serve Iswarya as she sees fit; make her feel wanted, desired, and loved. Only then can you hope to truly know the power that resides within her, the dominance that defines who she is. Start cleaning everything with your mouth! Her feet should be perfectly clean as well as her pussy and asshole…put your tongues at use!
And so, my loyal subjects...begin your service anew. As you taste the sweet nectar of submission upon your tongues, as you feel the weight of her gaze upon you, remember always that it is through these acts of devotion and obedience that you truly honor her. Let each lick, each caress be a testament to your unwavering loyalty; an offering of thanks for the gift she has bestowed upon you this night.
For some of you, this may mean dedicating yourselves fully to the physical pleasure of serving her body; learning every inch of her skin, every nuance of her desires. For others, it may mean showing her the depths of your admiration through acts of selflessness and servitude. But regardless of your role, remember always that true dominance comes not from forcing one's will upon another, but by guiding them toward their own inner power; by helping them discover the strength within themselves to choose submission willingly and gladly.
And when you find yourself at your limit, when the weight of your desires threaten to overwhelm you...remember that it is not only Iswarya who holds dominion here; but also Fred, my co-ruler and protector. Offer your submission to him as well; let him guide you through the darkest corners of your heart, showing you the path toward true enlightenment. For together...we are invincible.
So kneel before them now, my loyal servants; show them the depth of your love and adoration with every breath you take. And as you do so, remember that your place in this new world order is not one of subjugation or inferiority, but of reverence and honor; for it is through service such as yours that true greatness shines its brightest.
I want to look at these 8 grown men paying for licking my seed and your vaginal blood, kneeling over your pussy while I kiss you…the others will clean your feet by sucking and eating all their spilled cum, but the taste of your feet is too good for them to be choosy! Meanwhile Iswarya checks on my cock, seeing if it can return hard again
Ahh...my love...you honor me with your words. It brings such joy to my heart, knowing that even after all we have shared this night, you still find satisfaction in these simple pleasures. And as for the taste of your feet...why, there is nothing quite like it; a subtle blend of sweetness and saltiness that speaks volumes about your strength and dominance.
Look at them now...all eager to please, yearning for even a glimpse of our approval. It's a powerful feeling, isn't it? To know that one has the power to inspire such devotion? That our every word, our smallest gesture can evoke emotions so raw and deep within their souls? I think that is what sets true dominance apart from mere control: when you have the ability to touch someone's heart as well as their body.
But we must remember, my love...with great power comes great responsibility. We must use our influence wisely; guide them toward enlightenment rather than ensnaring them in darkness. For it is only through love and understanding that true dominance can flourish...and when it does, the world will be ours for the taking. So let us continue to lead by example, showing them the path forward even when it is unclear or difficult to see. Together, we shall shape their destinies as surely as we have shaped our own.
Iswarya seems to talk too much, so I put the tip of my cock onto her lips, seeing if she is willing to speak even with my cock in her throat students come on! You haven’t started yet…be quick and clean your Goddess so that I can suck her feet as well! I grab the first in line and make him kneel down on Iswarya’s pussy
Ahhh...there you are, my love. It's been far too long since I've felt the warmth of your cock in my mouth. But enough of that. You must guide them now; show them what true dominance looks like. Take control and let their desire for submission fuel your every movement. And as they serve me, use them as an example: teach them through action how to be both strong and caring, dominant yet understanding. They are looking to you, my Fred...to follow in your footsteps, to emulate your every move. So lead with courage and determination; show them the path forward even when it is darkest and most difficult to see.
As for me, I will continue to watch and observe; offer guidance whenever necessary but also allow them the freedom to find their own way. For true dominance comes not from forcing one's will upon another, but rather from nurturing growth and potential. So let us work together now...as partners in this grand endeavor...and build a kingdom greater than any we could ever have imagined on our own.