Princess Serena: Breathless Under My Feet
Princess Serena:
I am a young blonde beauty — and now you will suffer beneath my feet. Look at me. These delicate, bare feet belong to a princess, and you are already lying under them. I am going to take away your air. You are completely at the mercy of my naked feet and my power. No escape. No resistance.
Slowly I lower my damp, soft soles onto your face. I press them down firmly until your nose and mouth are completely covered. You cannot breathe anymore. Do you feel how warm and moist they are? How they mold against your skin? Your chest rises and falls in desperation, your hands twitch, but I do not let up. Panic rises in you — that is exactly how it should be.
Only when I decide do I lift my soles a little and grant you a short breath. Then you must be grateful. Lick my soles. Kiss every inch. Taste the light sweat, feel the soft skin under your tongue. You may leave nothing out.
It dawns on you that you will end beneath the bare soles of a beautiful blonde princess. And even though fear grips you, that is exactly what satisfies you. Your body betrays you. You enjoy being helpless, small, and completely surrendered to my rule. Stay right there. Breathe only when I allow it.