Gay Feet Hypnosis - Tumblr Posts
The reassuring caress of Master’s hand as you give in and surrender to your new life of unapologetic worship. Master’s feet own you and control your mind now. All you want is to be Master’s good boy and adore His feet forever. Close your eyes, get your tongue ready and fall deeper and deeper into blissful enslavement.
It’s ok BOY. You’re mine now. Just sleep and do DEEP DOWN. You are becoming my slave NOW. So weak, just Master’s proprety. So tired and needy.
These sexy toes and feet wiggling truly are mesmerising. The way they make you stop scrolling, draw you in, make you yearn to be worshipping at them and take you to a place of pure arousal is inevitable.
Some incredibly sexy size 14 feet.
“There’s no resisting Daddy’s hot, big, wide, wrinkled paws now is there, footboy? You’re drowning in their magnificence and you need to submit to them straight away, don’t you?”
“Yes Daddy. They’re mesmerising and I can’t do anything to control my urges. Your soles are truly irresistible, it’s true.”
“Good footboy. That’s just what Daddy thought. Well they’re not gonna just clean themselves are they, slave?”
“No, Daddy. Absolutely not. May I have the honour of being underneath their glory and serving them as they deserve to be?”
“Yes footslut. You have Daddy’s permission to do everything you’re born to do with and to them, okay? Let’s start with licking between every enchanting crevice until they’re sparklingly clean and glistening with your beta sub saliva, shall we? After that we’ll turn our attention onto Daddy’s bulbous, manly toes. Don’t worry, we won’t forget about your penchant for sticking your puppy tongue in between and up and down their gaps so that every inch of my dominant Daddy soles has been fully treated and worshipped correctly. Then we’ll assess your sub feet service level and see if you deserve to coat them in your cute, little sub saliva juice. Sound good footboy?”
“Yes, Daddy. Thank You so much. I feel so at peace as soon as I admit my beta urges to you. I am ‘home’ underneath You and Your superior soles. It’s only then when nothing else but pleasing, adoring and venerating Your perfect feet makes sense. Thank You so much for letting me.”
“You’re welcome, footboy. I’m so glad you finally found Me. You’re such a lucky footslut, aren’t you, footslave?”
“Yes Daddy, one million per cent. I’m Yours.”
“Gooood boyyyy. No need to fight it is there. Now get licking.”
“Yes Daddy. Absolutely. Right away, Boss.”
“That’s my good footslut. Oh you’re so hard and excited already I see with that tent in your trousers. No need for you to stay clothed, footboy, is there?”
“No Daddy. I need to release my bone and show You what effect Your soles immediately have on me.”
“And that’s just how it should be, footslave. Permission to get naked for full-on foot beta service granted. You’re such a good, little sole worshipper, footboy. You make Daddy so, so proud.”
Those words sent electric shivers down your beta spine. Your 🦴 twitched profusely and stood up to full arousal. You followed Daddy’s orders immediately. All that mattered was pleasing Him. Giving Him what He deserved. You lay naked and placed your face firmly beneath His glorious wrinkled soles. You breathed Him in, inhaling His true power over you. You felt alive. You felt ready. You put out your tongue and let nature guide you in every single long-lasting, hot and joyful lick. Up, down. Side to side. You wouldn’t miss one inch or let one moment more pass without being filled with your adoration. Your purpose in life was here and it was now. You smiled uncontrollably and Daddy reached down to ruffle your hair.
“Such a goooood foootboyyy. Just completely losing himself in Daddy’s perfection, Daddy’s superiority. Nothing left to do but obey. Is there footslut? You’re mine. You belong to Daddy’s superior soles. You’re such a lucky foootboooyyy. Oh yes.”
