My perfect feet, soles, and toes wrapped in those nylon stockings is enough to send you over the edge. You crave my perfect feet in your face. Being in your place, under my desk, worshiping and obeying. This is who you are, my foot worshiping beta slave. You crave my feet more than anything else, and with that soft nylon covering them your beta brain can hardly handle it. You are my foot beta for life.

My perfect feet, soles, and toes wrapped in those nylon stockings is enough to send you over the edge. You crave my perfect feet in your face. Being in your place, under my desk, worshiping and obeying. This is who you are, my foot worshiping beta slave. You crave my feet more than anything else, and with that soft nylon covering them your beta brain can hardly handle it. You are my foot beta for life.