The Goddess Sultana Aisha reclines, lounging resplendently clad in an elegant and sexy short black leather skirt and black lace top. She rests her feet, clad in sexy opened toed red heels, upon a comfortable ottoman... her long perfect legs on display, while her long time devotee, Slave P, is naked and worships and those heels with his tongue... showing his devotion by sucking upon her heels, worshiping her toes and soles, as she whispers seductively... commanding him with her sultry and sensual voice, and by the collar around his throat and the leash attached, held in her right hand.

The Goddess Sultana Aisha reclines, lounging resplendently clad in an elegant and sexy short black leather skirt and black lace top. She rests her feet, clad in sexy opened toed red heels, upon a comfortable ottoman... her long perfect legs on display, while her long time devotee, Slave P, is naked and worships and those heels with his tongue... showing his devotion by sucking upon her heels, worshiping her toes and soles, as she whispers seductively... commanding him with her sultry and sensual voice, and by the collar around his throat and the leash attached, held in her right hand.

She begins to tease and torment him... using the heel of one of her sexy shoes to press and lightly rake against his flesh, while also tantalizing him with her feet and lovely fingers and nails. He worships. He serves. He is hers. She holds all the power and he is happily powerless to surrender all he is to her beauty and glory. He continues through the torment and pleasure she choses to gift upon him... and all the while his mouth works to please and sate her unquenchable dominant appetites. He eventually is commanded to stroke his cock for her as his mouth continues to pleasure her feet... the Goddess herself slowly rubbing her divine pussy as she reclines in the chair. Her pleasure is what matters... and watching her slave give his submission and his soul to her in this fashion is an enjoyment for her. She is a Goddess... and she deserves his worship.He stays there prone and at her feet... listening to her undeniably powerful and sensual whispers as she grants us view of her gorgeous face and body... even the camera, and through it's lens, we all feel the delicious submission, weakness, and desire that slave feels. She is a true Queen... an true Goddess. And anyone she allows at her feet to worship is granted an honor that few will ever get to enjoy, and kingdoms would go to war over, just to gain such a favor. "