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2025-09-10 01:01:48 +0000 UTC View PostHow much do you love my soles?
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Pathetic Pixel Pumper
Wow. You really paid for this? A clip where the only thing you actually want—my perfect feet—is nothing but a blurry, censored mess? You can see everything else… my body, my smug little smirks, the way I mouth off and flip you off over and over. But the moment you try to look at what you really crave? PIXELS. Big, bold, humiliating pixels covering my soles, my toes, my loser signs, and both middle fingers. You don’t deserve a single inch of them.
And yet, here you are. Stroking. Obeying. Getting off to blurry outlines and distant teases like the absolute sad case you are. You know how pathetic that is, right? I literally tease you while you jerk off to nothing. You’re not even a footboy anymore—you’re a full-blown pixel pumper, getting hard for censorship and humiliation. That’s your kink now. That’s your whole life.
I guide you through JOI knowing you’re hanging on every word, desperately piecing together the shapes you wish you could see—feet you’ll never be worthy of. Every pixel is a reminder that you’re a joke. A walking humiliation. You’ve spiraled so far down, you’ll pay just to be denied.
Go ahead, loser. Stroke for me. Cum for the blur. Pathetic little pixel pumper—that’s all you’ll ever be.
2025-07-05 02:38:45 +0000 UTC View PostStep-Son Gets Caught
I was just laying there, relaxing, when I caught you creeping in— perving on my dirty feet like some obsessed little freak. You thought I wouldn’t notice you lurking? Please. You were practically drooling, totally fixated on my soles like some desperate perv. And now that I’ve caught you, I’m going to make sure you regret it—but also beg for more.
You don’t get to look at my feet without permission. So now, you’re going to worship them—dirt, sweat, and all—while I humiliate you for exactly what you are: a filthy little foot-addicted loser. I shove them in your face and make you lick every inch, and the entire time, I’m mocking you for being so weak, so easy to break, so obsessed.
And just when you think it can’t get worse? I take off my anklet—worn, soaked in my scent—and make you swallow it. No protest. No way out. You’re owned now, and you know it.
This isn’t just punishment—it’s your place. Right at my feet, humiliated, degraded, and completely controlled.
2025-07-05 02:32:52 +0000 UTC View PostSharing My Foot Boy – Part 2
You were so eager to prove yourself in part one—worshipping our feet like the desperate little pet you are. And since you did such a good job, Maleka and I decided you’ve earned a reward… or so you think.
This time, we guide you with JOI—our voices dripping with control—as we let you stroke for us. You get to make a sticky little mess all over our perfect feet, right where you’ve always dreamed. It’s fast. It’s filthy. It’s exactly what you’ve been craving. But of course, we’ve been holding back the real surprise.
Because your reward? It doesn’t stop at making the mess. Oh no. Now you’re going to clean it. Every last drop. Off both of our soft, perfect soles. With your tongue. You made it, now you’re going to own it. And while you’re down there licking it up like a good little foot freak, we’ll be laughing, teasing, and humiliating you the entire time.
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2025-07-04 22:53:25 +0000 UTC View PostSock Puppet Shaming - Wow… look what you’ve become. So pathetic, so desperate, that I had to bring out this—my sock puppet—just to talk to you on your level. Because clearly, you’re not worth my words.
The puppet says everything we’re both thinking. That you’re a sad little loser. That you’ve sunken so low, even a sock has more dignity than you. I mean seriously—this is what gets you going? Being mocked by a puppet? You’re not even worth my foot today. Just laughter, teasing, and total humiliation from a piece of worn-out fabric.
But hey, if the sock fits…
2025-07-02 02:01:36 +0000 UTC View PostSharing My Foot Boy: Part 1 - Today’s a special day—I’m introducing Maleka to my foot boy. She’s heard all about how well-trained he is, and now it’s time for him to prove it. We stretch out, let him kneel where he belongs, and give him clear, simple instructions: worship our feet. Every inch. Every toe. Every dirty little spot on our soles.
We don’t rush him. He needs to show respect. Obedience. Devotion. This isn’t just foot worship—it’s a test. Can he handle two demanding women at once? Can he keep up?
By the end, he’s done well enough to earn a reward… but stroking? That comes later. This was just part one. And we’re just getting started.
2025-07-02 02:01:36 +0000 UTC View PostCountdown to Obedience
You’re mine now. And I’m going to prove it by breaking you down—one number at a time. I start from 10 and count down, and with every number, I give you a new humiliating command. You don’t get to think. You don’t get to hesitate. You obey.
“10 – Get on your knees. 9 – Stick out your tongue. 8 – Say you’re a worthless foot freak…”
With each command, you fall deeper into submission—stripped of dignity, pride, and self-respect. I make you slap yourself, sniff the floor, lick for me, and beg to be ruined. By the time I reach 1, you’re nothing but a broken little toy, desperate for my approval and completely addicted to my control.
This isn’t just domination—it’s a countdown to total obedience. You’ll never be the same after this.
Ready to fall all the way down for me? Let’s begin.
2025-07-02 02:01:35 +0000 UTC View PostMy Stilettos Are Bigger - I’m just sitting here in my favorite thigh-high boots, not even trying—and yet you’re already squirming. These heels are only five inches tall… but that’s still bigger than your pathetic little dick, isn’t it?
It’s honestly so humiliating. You call yourself a man, but my stiletto heel—just a part of my shoe—completely outsizes your sad little excuse for a member. I could rest my foot on your crotch and still be looking down on you.
No wonder you’re obsessed with powerful women. Deep down, you know you’ll never measure up. Not even to a heel. Just imagine me laughing, knowing I could snap my fingers and you’d get hard for something that’s literally bigger than you.
Go ahead, stroke that embarrassment. You’re not even dick-sized. You’re heel-sized. And that’s exactly where you belong.
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