Bow Down: Master's Feet, Slave's Delight

In the dimly lit chamber, a man kneels, eyes cast down, focusing on the object of his devotion: his master's feet. He begins, tenderly kissing the soles, tracing the arches with his tongue, reveling in the musk and warmth. Each toe is worshipped, sucked, and caressed, his own hardening cock straining against his pants. He moans softly, lost in the intimate, taboo act, his master's occasional foot twitches spurring him on.

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