“Lick my perfect feet with your tongue boy”. Cersei told me with an evil look on her face
Doing as she said I nervously took my tongue to her feet and almost at how good it tasted. The queen’s feet had an almost cheesy taste to them. To other people it would be disgusting but to me it was the best taste in the world. I moved my tongue up and down her soled savoring every taste of her precious foot seat and she took notice and started laughing.
“Oh so my new foot servant likes the taste of my feet does he?” Cersei asked me smirking, my eyes were closed because the I was focused on licking every inch of her delicious sweat off her feet, yet I somehow found the reply “Yyyes your grace they’re delicious, please let have some more”. I asked, begging to be allowed to worship my queens feet for the rest of my life.
She laughed and said “Well if like it so much than keep at it my little foot bitch.” Causing me to moan in happiness that queen, no my goddess was going to let worship her as long as I wanted, as I pushed my tongue in between her toes and swallowed her toe jam.
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