You gaze up from the feet of an elegant yet intimidating woman into whose home you’ve been placed. She begins addressing you in a compassionate, nurturing tone, but the glint in her eyes unsettles you. Soon you realize why, as she informs you that the only reason your living assignment is acceptable is the financial benefit it provides to her and her boyfriend. Despite that, her gaze is unflinching and direct as she deems you only fit to live as their slave, in a home that doesn’t much care for slaves.

As her unwavering appraisal of your new position in life continues, your perspec...

You gaze up from the feet of an elegant yet intimidating woman into whose home you’ve been placed. She begins addressing you in a compassionate, nurturing tone, but the glint in her eyes unsettles you. Soon you realize why, as she informs you that the only reason your living assignment is acceptable is the financial benefit it provides to her and her boyfriend. Despite that, her gaze is unflinching and direct as she deems you only fit to live as their slave, in a home that doesn’t much care for slaves.

As her unwavering appraisal of your new position in life continues, your perspective sinks lower and lower to the ground, with your field of vision increasingly taken up by the moderately weathered sneakers on her feet and her sleek, stately legs. You can still feel her salaciously derisive eyes burning into you while her tone becomes increasingly stern.

The helplessness of your situation sinks in as her demands become more and more demeaning. For your primary source of food, you will live off whatever you can lick from the feet of her and her boyfriend. Besides that, as a worthless slave, you’ll have to learn to sustain yourself on food waste (in all forms) that your new owners deem fit to throw to you.

For a special treat, she presents you with a sandwich, which is tantalizing despite being served on the ground. She begins to pace in front of you, walking as if preoccupied with coming up with more rules for your life while managing to grind her sneaker into your meal on every pass. The verbal humiliation continues, flowing naturally and with chillingly thoughtful detail that probes every aspect of the depravity of your new existence, reinforcing the feeling that she’s really though tout the inhuman implications of your treatment and fully intends to continue.

As she sits backdown, she continues to describe the details of your new life as her slave. Her foot comes to rest on the bread in front of you. Should you be more worried about your sandwich or cleaning off her shoe?

slave training, feet worship, loser, humiliation, degrading, wife, husband, foot slave, slave, slavery, femdom, femdom pov, trainers, shoes, nike,