Kaiia Eve's feet, unblemished and perfect, demand reverence. The man at her feet, her cuckold, knows this well. He takes her feet into his hands, marveling at their softness, their warmth, before bringing them to his lips. He kisses her toes, her soles, his tongue tracing the lines of her arches. Kaiia watches, her expression a mix of boredom and superiority, her feet never leaving his face until she's satisfied.