Again with these two Amazonian goddesses, dressed in black with heavy Doc Martens, wasted no time asserting their dominance. One pressed her boot against my chest, the other against my face, ordering me to kiss and worship the worn leather as their mocking laughter filled the air.

Removing their boots, they revealed damp, musky socks that reeked of hours of dancing. “Sniff,” one commanded, pushing her foot against my nose. “Now lick,” the other added, delighting in my hesitation before my tongue met the salty, sweat-soaked fabric.

“This was fun,” one said with a smirk. “We'll de...

Again with these two Amazonian goddesses, dressed in black with heavy Doc Martens, wasted no time asserting their dominance. One pressed her boot against my chest, the other against my face, ordering me to kiss and worship the worn leather as their mocking laughter filled the air.

Removing their boots, they revealed damp, musky socks that reeked of hours of dancing. “Sniff,” one commanded, pushing her foot against my nose. “Now lick,” the other added, delighting in my hesitation before my tongue met the salty, sweat-soaked fabric.

“This was fun,” one said with a smirk. “We'll definitely do it again.”