Bound Foot Slut
How would you like to be hooded, bound and helpless waiting patiently for my return in hopes I might grant you permission to sniff my feet? They've been in these fragrant leather high heels encased in silken nylon thigh high stockings all night. Just imagine the scent, foot boi! Poor thing… it can't even smell them through that tightly tied deprivation hood. So fun to tease it and make it beg to get that foot mop of a tongue on my freshly pedicured toes. It's nice to have a faceless little foot licker to come home to after a long night out in heels. If it does a good job kissing and licking, I might allow it to massage my tired feet.