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- The clip starts with you sat down with your bare soles propped up (maybe on a table or a footstool) in front of the camera. Other than your bare feet, you're fully clothed (nothing fancy, maybe just jeans/leggings and a tee shirt?). - We used to be married but I've been living as your foot sl*ve for a long while now. You start to talk about how weak I am for your feet and how pathetic it is that I'm ruled by the lowest part of you. Your tone is playful but manipulative. You remark how even though you're fully clothed, I'm still desperate to j*rk off to you. To your feet. - It turns you on to make your playthings sink lower and lower for your amusement. And that's all I am to you. I'm no longer your husband. I'm just your plaything. And that brings you to why you summoned me here today. I've gone from being your husband, to being your cuck, to being your sl*ve. You've reduced me to nothing more than a foot b*tch, but it's not enough for you. You want to make me sink lower. - You talk about how you've already broken me, how you've used your feet to nurture my addiction to them and to you, and how that addiction has replaced any desire for a normal s*x life. And now you're going to give me a new addiction to replace my desire for your feet. Because while they may be the lowest part of you, they're still perfect, and thus too good for me. - You remove your feet from the table and then produce a pile of your visibly dirty (preferably white) ankle socks/gym socks (maybe 3 or 4 pairs) and place them on the table where your feet were, close to the camera in a pile. This will be my new addiction. You know that I've j*rked off to your socks before, but they were on your feet at the time. Now I don't even get that much. - This is it for me now. Your dirty socks. By the time you're finished with me, this is all I'll be able to c*m to. Not p*ssy, not *ss, not even your feet, but your dirty socks, your trash. And the most pathetic thing about all of this, is that I don't seem to object to any of it. I'm weak, and you're only going to make me weaker - The conditioning starts today. You order me to start j*rking off to your socks. You have better things to do than watch me do it though - you need to c*ll your new lover and tell him all about what you're making me do for a start - so you get up to leave. Before you do though, you order me to ruin my own *rgasm - to let go of my c*ck as I c*m, ensuring it sputters to an unsatisfying climax - for no other reason than it makes you happy to know that just when I think you've reduced me to my lowest point, you can make me sink even further. - With that, you start your c*ll to your lover and leave the room, leaving me alone with a pile of your dirty socks. You return a few minutes later, allowing me enough time to ruin my own *rgasm. - You re-enter the room and sit back down. You're on the phone to your lover now but you still laugh at how pathetic I am, and how easy it is for you to degrade me entirely. You laugh on the phone with your lover about how low you're making me sink, asking if I came to your socks, and mocking me as I nod. You then make me thank you (and your lover over the phone) for destroying any shred of pride I might have still been clinging to. You then condescendingly c*ll me a "good boy", laugh in my face, put your feet back up on the table, and then dismiss me as you flip me off, going back to your phone c*ll as the screen fades to bl*ck. Enjoy more Foot Humiliation clips here Enjoy more Socks clips here

Reduced To Lower Than My Foot Sl*ve (1080 MP4)