Sole-kissed Devotion

The room is filled with the soft rustle of silk, the priestess' feet the only part of her body exposed. A supplicant enters, eyes fixed on the ground, only to lift them when he sees the sight before him. Her feet are perfection, her toes long and delicate, her arches high and enticing. He falls to his knees, his hands trembling as he reaches out to touch, to caress, to worship. The priestess watches, her breath hitching as he pays homage to her feet, her body aching with need, her mind filled with taboo lust and forbidden desires.

• podolatria
• foot-worship

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