Drop to Your Knees Worship My Feet

At Her Feet

Worship Shoes, Feet and Toes!

You simply can’t stop staring at my beautiful soft and freshly pedicured feet. The elegance of my long toes has you enthralled. The delicate design on my beautiful toe nails has you under a spell. The way the peak out from my open toed high heeled shoes makes you weak and all you want to do is drop to your knees to worship my feet, my shoes, my toes.

Already you are picturing me sitting in a chair above you, you on your knees, gently – carefully – worshipful lifting each foot in turn and kissing, licking, sniffing, and caressing every inch of those lovely strap open toed, high heeled silver shoes of mine.

Cleaning the dust from my walking off them with your tongue, careful not to miss even the tiniest bit. Licking the soles to assure that they too are nice and properly cleaned.

Surely it’s nasty, but to you it’s divine.

You want nothing more then to lick and suck on the stiletto heel of my lovely shoes, sucking on it as if it was a shoe cock. Oh I tease you about that all the time, that you are a little faggot for my high heel. Sucking on it so lovingly and so worshipful. I know the very thought is making your cock twitch. You are so aroused by it, that you groan.

You take your time with worshiping and serving my high heeled shoes, a sweet torment to your body and mind. I love seeing how enthralled and fully focused you become when I give you that honor.

That’s a good boy, I softly whisper, stay focused on your task. Don’t miss a single inch. I watch as your eyes glaze over, you sinking into a feverish pitch of sexual arousal and utter worship.

After a while I have a wonderful idea.

You are being such a good boy, that I want to give you a special type of reward. I call a hold to your worship and you stop reluctantly. Thinking that your time at my feet – with my shoes – has come to an end. I order for you to go and get my black high heeled pair of shoes, which I have worn for years now. My scent is deeply ingrained inside of the leather. When you bring it to me I tell you to hold one of them to your nose and inhale deeply.

Your face is priceless as you realize what a special privilege I am granting you today. That’s right, good boy, bury your nose in my shoe and inhale deeply. Let the scent of the shoe and lingering scent of my foot go deep into your nostrils and permeate your mind.

Your cock is twitching so hard, I am wondering if you are going to cum without even touching yourself. Inhaling the scent of my shoe, it’s leather coupled with the scent of my foot, drives you mad with lustful thoughts.

I grin with mischief in my eyes as I hold out the second shoe to you and tell you to …

Oh you want to know what else I have on my mind?  Well I guess you’ll just have to pick up the phone and call me now to find out!

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

Naughty Dreams

I’ve put together what I like to call Naughty Dreams, a gift from me to you.

In honor of the Holiday Season I thought I’d help you understand a little something about yourself.

There’s nothing quite like the need that washes over you, the way you sound when your about to cave in. It’s that sound you make, that deep throaty sound! No matter how much you try, you’ll never be able to earn the reward of my touch upon your cock.  Don’t believe me?  I’ll show you.

Naughty Dreams

Strip for me, right now! All the way down until you are completely exposed and vulnerable for me. I want to look at you in your nakedness and enjoy your desperation for me.

Now kneel down before me and press your face against my beautiful pantied ass. No, I didn’t say you could put your hands on me, just your face. Lean in, inhale, don’t kiss, don’t taste, just inhale. Stay like that without touching yourself, just inhaling my fragrance. Taking in my scent until there is nothing in your mind besides that the way I smell and how desperate you are to touch me.

Very good, I can see your poor cock twitching and jerking in the mirror. It begs for attention, but you are only allowed the pleasure of inhaling me deeply, not to touch yourself.

Enough, you had enough, get back on your knees. Be still, watch, listen, don’t touch and don’t talk. I want you to be still for me, completely and utterly still.

You have dreamed of feeling my hands on you for so long now. You have dreamed in your naughty dreams about my fingers on your cock and what it would feel like if I’d touch you. I will give that you now, but you cannot move. You cannot make a sound. You cannot lean into the touch, you have to stay completely still. If you or any part of you moves even an inch I’ll stop.

I let the very tips of my fingers run around your balls, not touching them, just right around them. Slowly and teasingly. I can see your body twitch. It feels so good and you want desperately to move, to offer yourself to me, but you can’t.

I smile and tease you as I lean over a little more giving you the perfect view of my cleavage and I can see you shudder. I lift my finger up and let it hover right above your shaft so close, only half an inch away from it, and you can feel the warmth of my skin radiating down on your engorged and desperate cock.

I lick my lips teasingly as I bring my fingers closer, closer, closer and just as I am about to give you your reward for being a good boy and not moving….

your cock betrays you as it always does and jumps helplessly in anticipation and need for me.

I stand up and laugh at you, before I walk away and sit down on my chair, with my legs crossed properly and looking down at you almost crying in desperation.

I told you that if you or any part of you moved even the slightest I would stop. You see the thing is, you can’t help yourself. Your cock will always jump for me, will always betray you and will always end up causing you to be denied by me. Oh I know, it’s unfair but it’s oh so amusing for me to tease and ultimately deny you.

Oh, Your Welcome… And Merry Christmas!

Talk Soon,
Miss Peyton

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