My prisoner is one of the worst reprobates I have been given cause to punish, discipline and prepare for eventual future rehabilitation, as an obedient sl*ve. I begin prisoner 0109’s mental and physical regimen with the sl*ve naked, admitting his despicable crime to Me. The downfall of this prisoner is related to his uncontrolled and seemingly uncurable foot fetish. This time, under My control, the consequences will be severe!

The prisoner cannot be trusted therefore I perform a search of his body. I notice the degenerate begin to get aroused, a typically inappropriate display of poor behaviour from the miscreant. I am used to handling insubordinate males and, after stating My displeasure, I continue with the body search, checking the prisoner’s intimate cavities. I enjoy the irony that I am required to invade the m*le’s personal spaces in order to prevent him from doing so to others.

I cover every millimetre of the prisoner’s mouth before checking his *ss – so tight and yet surprisingly capacious. Today the prisoner feels very tight and nervous, but I spare him no mercy and cause him to pant as I feel around inside him. The lucky captive earns My physical search and cavity search “Clear” judgement, just as well for him!

Next I order the prisoner to his knees, and I begin to shackle the reprobate. This prisoner will wear shackles 24/7 and he will soon get used to wearing them both around his ankles and, perhaps especially, the handcuffs keeping his hands behind his back at all times, other than for showering, eating and exercising if permitted. I place the prisoner into the holding cell and lock him in. As soon as he sits down on the cell’s single bench, I order him to his feet “I want your feet on that cold, hard floor!” There will be no superfluous comfort in My prison.

I have the prisoner’s uniform, a necessary requirement to help remove the prisoner’s identity and he dresses quickly, willingly even, knowing that he deserves whatever he has coming to him. Once clothed I set the parameters of the prisoner’s exercise regime: he is only permitted thirty minutes per day walking back and forth in a straight line. Of course, walking whilst hobbled reduces the prisoner’s stride and increases his workload while the cold floor will feel harsh under his bare feet. I prove this by having the prisoner trial his exercises until even I am confident that he thoroughly understands this order.

Before the prisoner is transferred from the holding cell to more permanent imprisonment I interrogate him. I need all of the facts surrounding this wretch’s offending. The prisoner admits to being caught on multiple occasions committing various offences relating to women’s feet, foot worship and being unable to control his m*le urges around this fetish. The prisoner is fortunate however: I enjoy having My feet worshipped, although I c*ll all the shots, the exact behaviour of the worshipper will be controlled by Me.

I pull up a chair, unlace My heavy prison guard boots and take them off. I have the prisoner look at My feet and, as he towers over Me in height, he weakens physically and mentally in front of My eyes. I have him kneel and order him to take his c*ck out, groaning he begins to stroke himself while looking at My feet. When I walk behind the prisoner only the wall is left to provide relief to the scoundrel, and he cannot deal with this fact. I offer one chance to avoid such crushing t*rment, the prisoner will be My foot sl*ve.

The prisoner agrees readily, and I know that he will be Mine for good from this point onwards. To show his new status I paint the foot sl*ve’s toenails bl*ck – his fellow inmates and the other wardens will know who this foot sl*ve belongs to now. The foot sl*ve begins to comprehend what it means to be My foot sl*ve in a high security environment. I have the sl*ve lie on his back whilst I chain his feet above him in the air. I order the sl*ve to kiss, l*ck and sn*ff My feet. As he gets to work, right in between My toes, I have him tug his c*ck, setting rituals that this sl*ve will live by. The sl*ve will submit to My orders from now on.

As I see My foot sl*ve’s excitement build I place a condom on My latest acquisition and I build his desire, covering his mouth with My foot. As I touch his c*ck with My foot, My sl*ve is ready to come in seconds and I milk his *rgasm immediately! I display the used condom announcing, “The mark of a true foot fetishist.” Then I empty the condom over My sl*ve’s feet, dripping c*m onto his toes and soles in a humiliating act for the sub. As he feels the wet, warm and sticky goo run down his feet and legs I confirm “This is your life now prisoner...!”

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