In the realm of bdsm, a woman commands her devotee's undivided attention, her feet. The femdom mistress, unseen, guides her slave's every move, her voice echoing like a siren's call. He worships, she commands. First, he kisses, then licks, his tongue tracing her arch, her heel, her toe. She orders him to suck, to bite, to adore. His hands caress, his lips linger. She moans, not in pleasure, but in power.