In a panic you blurt out the first thing that came to your mind.
“please don't punish me ill be your foot slave!”
Molly looked at you with a mix of surprise and amusement.
"A foot slave, huh? You sure you're up for it little man?"
She asked, flexing her toes in anticipation.
In a panic you begged her “yes pleas” you said with a whimper .
Molly smiled, clearly amused by your desperation.
"Alright then, my pathetic foot slave," she said, placing her bare feet gently on your lap.
"I want you to start by worshiping my feet. Use your tongue, lips, and hands to show me just how devoted you are, or else."
Trembling with nerves but determined not to disappoint her, you slowly raised your hands towards her feet, hesitant to make the first move. Molly looked down at you, amused by your nervousness.
With a cruel smile, she placed her right foot on to of your hands, pushing it to your face.
she smirked "don't disappoint me David ill whip you again"
You reluctantly begin your worship of Molly's feet, using your tongue, lips, and hands to show her your forced devotion.
As you kiss and caress her feet, you feel a wave of shame washed over you as you submit to the commands of her over whelming dominance.
She pulled out her phone and she began to record your humiliation.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't my little foot slave worshiping his mistress's feet,"
Molly chuckled, clearly enjoying your subservience.
"You know, I've been thinking... you seem to enjoy this foot worship stuff quite a bit, why else would you be kissing your cousins feet"
you blushed feeling completely humiliated
Molly continued, "Maybe I could use you for more than just foot worship. What do you think about being my personal servant? You know, like me using your face as a seat cushion!”
Your heart sank at the thought of being used in such a degrading way, but you knew better than to disobey Molly. Nodding hesitantly, you agreed to her proposal
. "Alright then, from now on you my personal slave, and if you ever disobey my ill beat you and show every one this video," she said with a smirk.
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