I’ve just gotten home, and my new pair of slippers has finally arrived. I order my pathetic slave to fetch them for me, but, of course ,he messes up on the very first step. I slap him hard across the face, reminding him to focus and obey my orders without hesitation.

I’ve planned a wicked little game for him. He’s allowed to touch my slippers—but not my feet. If my divine sole so much as brushes against his pathetic skin, he’ll be punished with the stopper.

What he doesn’t know is that I’ll make everything possible touch my foot, making it even harder and more frustrating ...

I’ve just gotten home, and my new pair of slippers has finally arrived. I order my pathetic slave to fetch them for me, but, of course ,he messes up on the very first step. I slap him hard across the face, reminding him to focus and obey my orders without hesitation.

I’ve planned a wicked little game for him. He’s allowed to touch my slippers—but not my feet. If my divine sole so much as brushes against his pathetic skin, he’ll be punished with the stopper.

What he doesn’t know is that I’ll make everything possible touch my foot, making it even harder and more frustrating for him. His pathetic little cock will twitch, ache, and suffer, completely at my mercy while I push him closer to the edge of desperation and destruction