Every time I get home, my slave’s obligation is to greet me, by kissing my feet and/or shoes. It’s a natural ritual considering our FemDom dynamic.
He loves me, and he grabs every opportunity to show it.
He kisses my feet, and as I’m talking on the phone, I command him to take my shoes off. He proceeds to kiss my soles, placing his face beneath them, as a display of total surrender to me.
He goes above and beyond his duty to please me, and I love it.
