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@submissiveboy19
He’s a college freshmen who found you begging to send him money online. He realized his power, now you’re broke, caged, and at his service.
Him,on the other hand? You signed over the lake house, and he’s having a party this weekend full of sluts and his bros; on your dime of course.
“ come here faggot”
“ Yes, Sir”
Kneel at his feet in public and admire the greatness. You’re a pig, he’s a God; never forget.
your place: under my feet
warrior shit
An Alpha in his own right. He puts in the work, day in, day out. He’s a god, you, on the other hand, a small dick plebeian jerking to His existence.
Strong, built, and packing.
Quite the opposite from the weak, pudgy, locked cock little faggot straining to serve this Man.
Get on your knees and fantasize being in this man’s presence.
His property, His pleasure. Be grateful and remind yourself everyday that you’re His faggot.
A package so great, only the god of thunder’s hammer can conceal it. You’ll never understand what it’s like to hold such a powerful position in life, you’ll only serve those who are in that position.
So hot
faggot being put in it's proper place.
Your permanent place in his stable is his footrest. The other subs can only dream to get this position.
You should recognize the honor bestowed upon you to sit at the feet of this man. Be grateful you get to serve faggot.
He graciously allowed you to tag along on his vacation (the one you spent months saving for of course). Although you both knew this wasn’t a trip of relaxation for you, but of service. You were there to provide the food, alcohol, and transportation to and from wherever he wanted to go. While he relaxed on the beach with beautiful women, you were ordered around to fetch his drinks, clean the sand off of his feet, and be at his call.
always a footstool even if I'm not on the floor
Your college roommate spotted you as a foot faggot the moment you walked in. This was the dynamic of the dorm most of the year. You felt powerless at his feet, but you were hopeful you could return to a life as a normal college student after the year was up and you no longer lived together.
Uh oh, guess who just signed a lease in your new apartment.
Locked in chastity, you’ve gone into heat. You would give anything to feel this man, taste this man, even smell this man. His presence will devour your consciousness.
You’re hooked. You goon, cum, and empty your bank account to the smallest chance he’ll even acknowledge your existence.
Damn, daddy, give me those big feet ;)
He’s transferring your savings accounts to his bank account while you sit there salivating at the chance to worship his feet.
“ transfer complete, $10,000 has been wired”.
Years of hard work gone just like that. But for those feet, you’d do it all over again.
You took on extra shifts, worked the weekends, and downgraded your apartment.
The benefit? You now get to allocate those saved funds to their rightful owner, the man above.
Devote your life to advancing the lives and comfort of men like him, it is your destiny.
With a well trained household the Master rarely has to actually speak to His slaves. He had simply sat down with His lunch and raised his feet. the slave was there in an instant, not needing to be told. Now, without needing to take His eyes from the TV, He starts wiggling His toes, the signal for slave 2 to crawl forward to lick and worship.
The bicep. The cigar. The stature.
You’ll bleed your account empty for the possibility of sitting at this man’s feet.
The moment my lips touch those teasingly perfect, flexing, sheer-socked feet....Instant orgasm.
He climbed the corporate ladder extremely fast. Junior associate to VP in the matter of months. It’s destiny. You lost out on your promotion because He is far better than you in every aspect.
He felt some compassion for you, so he offered you a consolation price; his feet.
Once a month, He allows you 10 minutes at his soles, a chance you took eagerly.
Every month, you crawl to the floor and worship his feet while he redirects your direct deposit to his account.
fuckboy flex
After dominating in his match, this man will return home to a beautiful bitch who will ride his dick all night. He’s going to fuck and cum, he’ll attain so much pleasure because that’s what he deserves.
You’ll return home after a long day at your loser job, eager to rub your clit and make the life of real men better.
You’ll turn off the lights, strip your clothes, and tug that fag dick until you spew a few drops of cum. You’ll clean it up, feel ashamed, but do it numerous more times that night.
The day is over, you’ve jerked away your life.
Tomorrow is a new day, but I bet you’ll do the same.
