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Mean Smother Games

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Mean Smother Games – Princess Serena – 

Serena: “I am Princess Serena and today I’m wearing my extremely short, sexy hotpants. In front of me my slave is lying on the bed – exactly where he belongs. Only for my pleasure.

Today I’m playing my mean smothering games with him.

I sit down firmly and heavily on his face and completely seal his nose and mouth with my pussy or my ass. No more air. I ride slowly and deliciously on his face and feel him twitching and gasping for breath under me. The more he struggles, the hotter I get.

When I’m not sitting on his face, I press my bare feet firmly onto his mouth and nose. My toes pinch his nose hard shut until he can only wheeze and desperately search for air.

I look coldly into his eyes and enjoy every second of his suffering under me. This is my pleasure. I am mean. I am cruel. And these… these are my games.

Breathe, slave. Or at least try.”

 

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Lick my Sweaty and Dusty Gothic Feet Clea

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Lick my Sweaty and Dusty Gothic Feet Clean – Lucia Haycock

Lucia Haycock: I am a Gothic Mistress. By nature I love to humiliate and degrade my slaves.
After a long day I sit down on the bench and stretch my feet out toward you. Look closely, worm. My soles are damp, sweaty, and covered with the dust of the floor. The sweat sticks, the dirt clings.
Get on your knees. Now.
Kiss my feet. Every inch. Then devour them. Your tongue is nothing more than a rag for my soles. Lick the dust off. Lick the sweat off. Everything. Until my soles shine.
After that you take my toes into your mouth. One after another. Suck them thoroughly, deep and obediently. Taste the flavor of my sweaty feet on your tongue.
You crawl at my feet like a pathetic little worm. You obey every single command without hesitation. Your only purpose is to clean and worship my feet.
Keep licking. Keep sucking.
Until I am satisfied.

 

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Suck The Sweat Out Of My Dirty Socks

by femdomgold
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Turkish Princess Fiola: I just got home.
The whole way I was still listening to music through my headphones – loud, driving, non-stop.
Now I take them off. Finally silence.
I lie down relaxed on the bed, stretch my legs out wide and sigh with pleasure.
I’m still wearing my Puma sneakers. And right inside them waits a very special surprise for my foot slave.
Underneath I’m wearing socks that I haven’t taken off for two and a half days.
They’re dirty, heavily stained and smell extremely strong.
I sweat a lot in my sneakers – and you can really smell it.
“Come here, slave.”
He immediately kneels in front of me.
As the first sign of his total submission I make him lick the street dirt off the soles of my sneakers.
Slowly, thoroughly, with his tongue. Every bit of grit, every stain.
After that I allow him to take my sneakers off.
The hot, damp socks come into view.
“Lick. Suck. Get it all out.”
He presses his nose deep into the fabric, greedily sucks out the two-and-a-half days of foot sweat and licks the stinking socks clean, as if it were the best thing he has ever been allowed to taste.
I watch him the whole time.
I see how much he enjoys it.
And it makes me really horny.
A slave who licks my dirty, reeking socks and even loves it…
That’s exactly how it has to be.

 

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Miss Lilly’s Double Side: Sweet & Merciless Foot Domination

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Miss Lilly’s Double Side: Sweet & Merciless Foot Domination

Miss Lilly: He’s already lying there on the couch like a good little foot mat, waiting for me to play with him. How cute… and how pathetic.
I’m the sweetest princess with the most innocent smile — and at the same time the meanest bitch you’ll ever meet. There are two sides of me: sweet Miss Lilly and the ruthless dominant Mistress who loves seeing you helpless under my feet.
I sit down firmly on his chest, squeezing the air out of him, and slowly peel off my warm, stinky socks. With a wicked little grin I slap my bare, fragrant feet right onto his face.
“Smell that, loser,” I say sweetly as I press my sexy feet down hard. Really hard. No air for you. His face turns bright red, he squirms desperately beneath me, and I just laugh softly. That hot gasping turns me on so much.
Again and again I lift my feet for just a second, letting him snatch a tiny breath — only to slam them back down even harder onto his mouth and nose. Both feet, heavy and merciless. I sit on him like a queen on her throne and enjoy every twitch, every helpless gasp.
This is exactly where you belong, slave — right under my feet. And I’m not done playing with you yet… because it makes me so fucking wet.

 

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Military Doctor Crushes Slave Face

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Military Doctor Crushes Slave Face – Alina Venom

Alina Venom: „I am Alina Venom, the strict barracks doctor. Here I am in charge, and I am extremely merciless. You pathetic foot slave failed once again to lick my boots properly clean. You’re sorry? It’s too late for that!
You are lying on the cold floor, ready to receive your punishment. Still in full uniform, I slowly take off my heavy work shoes. You can already smell the strong, musty scent of my socks.
Without warning, I step with both feet directly onto your worthless slave face. I trample your skull with my full weight, pressing you mercilessly into the ground. I love hearing you moan and whimper underneath me. It only makes me harder.
While standing on your face, I pull off my damp socks and press my powerful, calloused bare soles firmly onto your suffering face. Can you feel that? These hard soles are going to crush you now.
I will squash your head under my feet. You will suffer, moan and cry like the worthless worm you are. You exist only to be punished under my feet. Welcome to your punishment, slave!“

 

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Punished under my bare feet

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Princess Bonny to her slave: “I am Princess Bonny. Yes, exactly the Princess Bonny you kneel before every day.
Look at me as I slowly stand over you. Those sweet, tender feet that look so innocent… they’ve broken you so many times. You are my personal slave. My footbed, my toy, my doormat. You only exist to suffer from me.
Your place is right here: flat on your back, hands tied, head tied with the strap so you can’t get out of the way. You no longer have a choice. You have to take everything I give you.
I love watching you get crushed under my bare feet. The way your face turns red when I put all my weight on you. As you desperately try to breathe while I shove my toes into your mouth.
You’re so pathetic, gagging and drooling just because I’m ramming my foot deep down your throat. But you do it anyway. Because you know that you are mine.
If you’re good, if you lick my feet properly and endure everything I do to you, then maybe I’ll give you a little reprieve. Maybe.
Otherwise… I’ll just keep crushing you under my sweet feet until there’s nothing left of your pride.”

 

 

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I hate dirty socks—inhale the scent and then lick them clean!

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Princess Bonny: I hate dirty socks—inhale the scent and then lick them clean!

I am Princess Bonny. With a contented sigh, I sink onto the soft bench and elegantly cross my legs. I’ve just come from the gym and wore only socks in the locker room. The locker room was filthy—the other women kept coming in with their dirty street shoes, tracking dirt, dust, and grime everywhere. My white socks absorbed it all and are now filthy. That’s exactly what I hate—dirty socks on my perfect feet.

“Foot slave! Over here!” I command sharply. Immediately, he crawls to me on all fours and lies humbly at my feet. “First, take a deep sniff. These socks have soaked up all the dirt from the locker room—dirt from all the other women’s street shoes. Go on, inhale the strong, mature scent of sports and dirt!”

He presses his nose hard against the dirty soles and inhales greedily. I watch with satisfaction as he trembles. “Now lick them clean. Use your tongue to get all the dirt out of the changing room. I want every fiber bright and fresh again!”

He licks diligently, but after a few minutes, I realize how dissatisfied I’m becoming. The socks are simply too filthy; his work isn’t enough for me. My patience is wearing thin.

“You loser!” I think angrily. With a swift movement, I pull the two stinking, damp socks off my feet and stuff them deep into his mouth. “You deserve this! All the changing room dirt for you!”

Disappointed and annoyed, I stand up, give him a contemptuous look, and leave the room. My bare feet click coolly on the floor.

 

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Shut your mouth, you footstool, and lick my Turkish feet

by femdomgold
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Princess Fiola: Shut your mouth, you footstool, and lick my Turkish feet.

Imagine me relaxing on the bed, a bag of sweets, my phone, and the remote control within easy reach. I just want to chill and watch a movie. Of course, I’m using my slave to do it.

I slowly pull off my stuffy socks, which have been clinging to my feet all day, and press my bare, warm Turkish feet directly onto his face. My large feet almost completely cover his face, his nose, and his mouth. He can barely breathe—and that’s exactly what turns him on.

While I enjoy watching my movie and occasionally reach for the sweets, he has to lick my feet. His tongue glides over my soles, between my toes, everywhere. In between, I press my feet even harder against his face so he has to inhale the intense, pungent scent of my Turkish feet.

He’s to shut his mouth. No moaning, no whining, just licking and smelling. My feet are warm, a little damp, and smell especially strong after a long day—and he loves exactly that smell and taste.

I just lie there, eat my sweets, watch TV, and use his face as my personal footrest. Pure relaxation for me. Heaven for him.

 

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Foot Slave Licks the Sweaty Soles and Toes of Princess Bonny

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Foot Slave Licks the Sweaty Soles and Toes of Princess Bonny

Princess Bonny lies relaxed on the sofa and summons her foot slave to her side. Obediently, he kneels at the foot of the sofa, awaiting her commands. With a sweet smile, she lifts her legs and holds her fragrant socks directly up to his face.

He is allowed to take just one deep sniff of her sweaty socks before she orders him to slowly take them off. As soon as the socks are peeled away, she presses her bare, damp soles against his face. Greedily, the slave licks every inch of her sexy, sweaty soles, sucking particularly thoroughly between her toes.

Next, he must take each individual toe deep into his mouth and suck on it devotedly until Princess Bonny is satisfied with his tongue work. Meanwhile, she leans back in blissful pleasure, savoring his humble adoration.

 

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Worn for Days – You Will Helplessly Inhale My Sock Sweat

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Miss Elis: Worn for Days – You Will Helplessly Inhale My Sock Sweat

He’s been lying bound on the floor all day, just waiting for me. Helpless. Aroused. Desperate.

I come in without saying a word. I take the tape and slowly seal his mouth shut. Once, twice, three times. Now he can only breathe through his nose. Just as I want.

I sit down casually on the couch, take off my black boots, and hold my white socks right in front of his face. They’re truly disgusting. Worn for days, gray, filthy, stiff with dried sweat. The smell is intense, sharp, overwhelming.

I press both soles firmly against his mouth and nose.

“Inhale.”

He has no choice. Every breath he takes forces him to inhale my heavy, acidic sock smell deep inside him. I slowly rub my damp, smelly socks all over his face, pressing my toes directly against his nose.

“Deeper. Again. I want to hear you smell my sweat. This is your only oxygen now, understand?”

He lies there, trapped beneath my filthy socks, forced to take every single breath I allow him. There is no escape. Only my scent.

 

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