🍬 Ashley — Mistress Ashley: Foot worship And Submission 🍬
Ashley reclined on the plush leather couch in her lavish office, her stiletto-heeled feet propped up on the lap of her personal assistant, Jeremy. He had been with her for years, always eager to please and never shy about indulging in their kinky games.
“Mmm, that feels so good,” Ashley purred, watching Jeremy massage her feet through her sheer pantyhose. His skilled hands knew just how to press and caress, sending tingles up her legs and straight to her aching core. “You know I only let my favorite clients worship my feet like this.”
Jeremy looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. “I know, Mistress Ashley,” he said reverently. “I feel so lucky to have this privilege.”
Ashley smiled, enjoying the power she held over him. “You’ve earned it,” she purred. “You’re my best little assistant, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Jeremy breathed, leaning down to press a kiss to the arch of her foot. “Anything for you.”
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Ashley’s next client had arrived. She smiled wickedly, giving Jeremy a knowing look. “Well, well. Let’s see if Mr. Peterson is ready to play with us.”
Jeremy gulped, but obediently moved her feet to the floor and rose to answer the door. Ashley stood as well, straightening her tight pencil skirt and silk blouse. She knew Mr. Peterson had been vying for her services for months, desperate to get a taste of her expert guidance.
When Jeremy ushered him in, Mr. Peterson’s eyes immediately went to Ashley, taking in her tall, curvy figure appreciatively. “Ashley,” he said smoothly, extending his hand. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person.”
“Mr. Peterson,” Ashley replied coolly, shaking his hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you. Let’s see if you can live up to the hype.”
She gestured for him to sit in the chair across from her, crossing her legs so that her heels were displayed prominently. “I understand you’re interested in my…specialized services,” she said, arching an eyebrow.
Mr. Peterson nodded eagerly. “Yes, I’ve heard whispers of your talents. I’m very excited to learn from you.”
Ashley smiled, uncrossing her legs and extending one foot towards him. “Then let’s begin,” she said imperiously. “On your knees, Mr. Peterson. Prove to me that you’re worthy of my attention.”
He didn’t hesitate, dropping to the floor and crawling towards her with a hungry look in his eyes. Ashley guided her foot to his lips, rubbing the shiny leather of her heel against his mouth.
“Worship me,” she commanded, her voice low and authoritative. “Show me how much you desire me.”
Mr. Peterson moaned, obediently taking her foot into his mouth and sucking hard on her toes. Ashley gasped, feeling the vibrations of his enthusiasm shoot straight to her core. “Mmm, yes,” she encouraged, pushing her foot deeper into his mouth. “That’s it, just like that.”
As he serviced her feet with his tongue and lips, she reached down with her other foot, pressing the toe of her shoe against the bulge in his pants. She could feel his cock straining against the fabric, throbbing with need.
“Mmm, seems like someone is enjoying himself,” she purred, grinding her heel against him. “Don’t get too excited, though. I want you hard and ready for later.”
Mr. Peterson whimpered, sucking harder on her toes as if pleading for more. Ashley smirked down at him, enjoying the power she held over him. She glanced over at Jeremy, who was standing silently in the corner, his own erection clearly visible through his slacks.
“Come here, pet,” she said, crooking a finger at him. “Let’s give our new friend a show.”
Jeremy didn’t need to be told twice. He crossed the room quickly, kneeling in front of Ashley and burying his face in her other foot. The two men took turns lapping at her skin, their tongues sliding over her soles and between her toes.
Ashley leaned back, letting out a low moan of pleasure as they worshipped her feet. Her pussy throbbed with need, soaking through her panties. She knew she would be fucking both of them thoroughly before the day was done – but for now, she wanted to make them work for it.
“Keep going,” she commanded breathlessly, pressing her feet harder against their faces. “Make me come just from this, and then I’ll reward you properly.”

