‘HM I THINK YOU DESERVE TO BE AT MY FEET’, he chuckled. All you could do was stare in awe as he flexed his thick toes and he pushed you in underneath the very calloused ball of his foot. The toes began to wrap back around you and cover you small face. All the light that was left came from a tiny gap in his toes directly above your face. All you could see was the cocky king smirking down at you. Everything up to your torso was completely trapped and squished into his foot, so you couldn’t wriggle away, you had to stay staring up at your new master. He bent down and whispered to you,
‘WHEN I’M WALKING, IF I DON’T FEEL YOUR SEXY LITTLE TONGUE LAPPING AWAY AT MY FEET THEN I WILL JUST KEEP YOU RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE. YOU DON’T WANT THAT DO YOU? YOU WANT TO COME AND MAKE DADDY HAPPY DON’T YOU?’, you nodded vigorously and started licking away at his cheesy toes. An explosion of flavours danced across your tongue as salty sweat spread across it. He chuckled and continued, ‘GOOD LITTLE PET, NOW LETS GO FOR A WALK!’
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