EDGE FOR MY STILETTOS AND EARN YOUR REWARD

I do enjoy sharing with my subs; for example, i share my passion for my footwear, i share the perfection of my feet and i share the effects of the natural authority that i hold over slaves. my slave g kneels before me; his head is bowed over my feet and the gorgeous high heels that command his obedience. my slave g is quite absorbed as i put my scheme for today’s training fun into operation.“take a look!” i order and slave g sighs with pleasure as he worships my feet, the perfect pedicure – beautifully red toenails, and the tray of golden piss in front of him. as the thought of my feet and my piss has slave g shivering already, i push his head downwards towards my left foot. i run my foot under the sub’s nose, leaving him shaking with worshipful desire. my collared sub begs to worship, wanting it “more than anything!” truly, this sub is appropriately obsessed with beauty, style and obedience to me!“it you want to taste, you will have to earn it!” i remind my boy. i grip the back of his neck and double-down, having my slave recall what a privilege it is to worship my feet and taste my golden. my sub is ready and willing, offering “anything you want me to do, miss anna” in order to be granted permission to worship, to taste and to serve me fully.i have slave g kneel up: “come here. show me your excitement!” i feel his stiffness, his excited cock talking volumes, proving this sub’s needs are very real indeed. my boy moans and burbles as he gazes at my toes, all the while i tease his cock ever harder. my boy descends beyond easy desperation into full surrender to me and i watch his face redden with intense weakness. my boy moans “incredibly desperate, miss anna!” and his moaning gets louder and higher pitched.i take slave g closer to the edge, teasing him over his favourite things. the predicament now has my boy wet, controlled and eager to continue. i feel slave g dripping over my fingers as i edge him ”oh, miss anna! oh, miss anna!!” and then i release his cock “no cumming!” my boy looks down, checking his cock for telltale, guilty emissions; for now, he has held his load. “i want another two edges” i demand as i reinstate my grip on his bouncing cock. a few flick