14 Min
As I stand before you, my bare soles exposed, I can see the way your eyes trace every line and curve. The vulnerability in my naked feet seems to strip you of all resistance, making you weak with desire. You fall to your knees, unable to look away, as if my soles hold some divine power over you. In this moment, you are mine, ready to worship them forever, yearning to touch, to feel, to surrender completely.
