Goddess Jess: The foot pig is now licking my dirty feet clean.
Be honest, would you lick my dirty feet clean? I walked barefoot a lot today and would offer your tongue as a washcloth? Are you still thinking about it?
Look at what I’m asking of you. I call my foot pig and order him to lick my dirty soles clean without any objection. Lick you pig, lick the dirt off my feet and swallow the dirt, because you are not worth more than the dirt under my feet.
Gothic Queen Lucia Haycock: My foot worm licks my dusty feet clean.
After I’ve been busy in the basement, I call my foot worm because I got dirty feet in the basement. His job? To lick my dusty feet clean again, to wash my bare, dusty soles with his tongue. My toes should be sucked clean. So hurry up, foot worm. Lick for your life.
Lady Xena: I let the slave lick the dirt off my feet. I sweated so much in my dancing shoes. My sweaty feet stuck to the old, danced-through insoles of my favorite dancing shoes. After taking them off, the dirt and pieces of my insoles still stuck to the soles of my feet. The dirt sticks to my soles because of my foot sweat. But that’s not a problem, because I now let the foot slave lick the soles of my feet clean. He can swallow the remains of my insoles and the dirt from my dancing shoes. I’m only satisfied when my feet are licked clean again. But I think he enjoys licking my feet clean.
Goddess Sheila: The slave licks the basement dirt off my bare feet!
My basement dungeon has a really dirty floor. But from time to time I like to check on the slaves who are being held captive. One of my foot slaves is then allowed to lick the dirt off my feet. He is allowed to use his slave tongue to remove all the dirt from my soles and my toes. Today you can watch how the slave licks the basement dirt off my feet. You would have to do the same as my foot slave
Princess Serena: After walking barefoot through the basement, he has to lick my dirty feet clean.
I was barefoot in the basement and my feet got really dirty. Of course I didn’t wipe my feet afterwards because I have a slave who will lick my dirty feet clean. His tongue will slide over my dirty soles like a cleaning rag. He’s going to suck my toes off. I will press my dirty feet deep into the loser’s throat and watch as he has to eat the dirt off my feet. My foot dirt is the slave’s food. Anyone can apply to me to become a slave for my dirty feet, but only if you are ready to eat any dirt off my feet.
Milf Mistress Norma Jean: I clean my dirty feet on the slave’s face. I find great submission for a slave to use the slave to clean dirty feet. A slave can serve as a doormat and use his tongue as a cleaning rag for our feet. I was just in the slave cellar and my feet got dirty. It wasn’t a coincidence, I do it on purpose and then to humiliate a slave with my dirty feet. I will now clean my dirty soles on the slave’s face. I rub my soles on his face and humiliate him. I close my eyes every now and then to enjoy the feeling. I feel his face under my soles. A cool thought to know, even the slave enjoys her time with my dirty feet on his face.
Goddess Sheila: Lick my dirty socks while I ignore you! The place of a foot slave is under the feet of his mistress, whether under her bare feet, her shoes, or her socks. I now press my dirty socks into the slave’s face, with which I was today in the basement and on my terrace. The slave should lick my dirty socks clean and swallow the dirt. At the same time the slave is my living footrest and has to endure the pressure of my feet. I ignore the slave under my dirty socks while he is a washing machine for my socks. I prefer to surf the Internet and the slave can endure my musty, dirty socks without complaints. …
( german spoken )
Milf Mistress Laura: My feet are dirty. I walked barefoot on the terrace the whole time today. Look at the soles of my feet, these are really dirty. You will now lick my feet clean with your tongue. The mix of dirt and foot sweat will taste great. You’ll like my serve, because you are a will-less foot slave.
The comfortable thing about being a mistress is that I even have a living doormat. I walked barefoot on my terrace the day and my feet are very dirty. The foot slave has to lie on the floor as a doormat and I put my bare dirty feet on his face. My feet are kept so warm and I rub my dirty feet on his face. He has to lick the soles of my dirty feet and nibble the dirt off the soles; his face is like a doormat to me. I relax and ignore the foot slave. He must neither moan nor move. It’s just a doormat, after all.
