As Goddess Jewels tweaks sl*ve G’s ear playfully, Our boy listens to Me suggest that We feel a treat is in order for him. Our boy continues to kneel up proudly between Us as I elaborate; Our sl*ve adores certain scents, such as the beautiful smell of hot, sweaty socks. When I mention the hot, sticky, sweaty latex that We are wearing Our boy moans loudly, beginning to break under the sensory visions that We have enraptured him within.

Our boy agrees that he should start this treat at Our feet. But, as he prepares to sn*ff Our feet and worship Us, I grasp his rapidly hardening c*ck and discuss the other side of this Femdom bargain. We want to see desperation from Our boy and, at no point today will Our sl*ve G be allowed to c*m. A time of worship-*dging will push sl*ve G: to be permitted to enjoy all of his favourite things, but without an *rgasm, will improve Our boy. The understanding of his enslaved position, the efficiency with which he carries out his role in Our world and his desire to serve/worship will all increase. Naturally, We will both have fun, as sl*ve G entertains Us for as long as We wish.

Our sl*ve deserves this treat, indeed this treatment, and I soon have him poised upon the edge of his ability to think clearly, as his c*ck responds to Me with urgency. Goddess Jewels introduces a fine glass of p*ss into Our boy’s vision and as sl*ve G’s mouth waters I order him to sn*ff Goddess Jewels’ shoe. Our sub moves immediately, nose first, diving towards the floor and, as he sn*ffs, sl*ve G’s head is on the floor while his *ss reaches upwards in full, exposed, submissive pose.

I have sl*ve G spread his legs “nice and wide” and I continue to t*rment his c*ck, teasing him mercilessly. As Goddess Jewels has Our sl*ve confirm that Her shoes and feet smell divine, Our luck boy responds loudly, in truly impassioned tones. I have sl*ve G dripping wet by now, his lust is obvious to all and Our boy moans with gratitude. I have him kneel back up in order to clean his precum off My hand. Our sl*ve G is already in a state of absolute bliss, he us unable to think further than the end of his nose at this point. Therefore, I hold My shoe to his face, enclosing his mouth and nose, and Our boy gasps with pleasure when he realises My plan. Meanwhile I laugh as Goddess Jewels hangs the other shoe from sl*ve G’s stiff c*ck, letting the shoe dangle on Our boy’s excitement.

I have sl*ve G breathing deeply now, taking in the full aroma of the shoe: Our boy is living his dream, realising his ambitions and feeding his need for more, ever deeper Femdom control. Goddess Jewels applies both shoes to Our sl*ve’s face, covering his eyes as he continues to moan and I ramp up the teasing of his pathetic, dripping d*ck. I take sl*ve G closer and closer to the edge: the sl*ve responds with noisier moans, high pitched wails and finally he struggles to kneel up. I release his c*ck, preventing any accidents and Our boy pants with desire and from the exertion of his worship.

We decide to tease sl*ve G further with Our bare feet - a source of immense pleasure and obedience for Our boy. Once more sl*ve G finds himself pressed to the floor, this time by Our feet: he sn*ffs every inch of Goddess Jewels’ feet from Her toes to Her gorgeous heels. We make sure to wipe Our feet all over his head, ensuring that sl*ve G will have scent to savour for the rest of the day. Our sub declares himself “incredibly desperate” to l*ck Our feet, but this is not allowed: We prefer to spit on Our sl*ve today, rather than have him slobbering over Our feet. As Goddess Jewels spits on sl*ve G’s face, I tease his c*ck back towards unattainable pleasure.

I stand and, raising My arm, sl*ve G finds his nose in further worship. The sub’s deep moans reveal that each of Our scents affect this boy profoundly. We have sl*ve G in Femdom heaven and, when offered the chance to f*ck Our shoes sl*ve G does not disappoint. With a shoe either side of his c*ck, sl*ve G rubs them against his hardness like a demented maniac, thrusting and groaning while Goddess Jewels’ saliva continues to run down his face, and We laugh at his antics.

We overload Our sl*ve, with saliva, scents and the shoes he is f*cking. Our sl*ve G’s moans become noisier still and deeper. As he gets close to *rgasm I hold the glass of p*ss to his nose, and he inhales deeply. Goddess Jewels removes Her panties and, once sl*ve G becomes aware he bellows “Oh! My G*d!!” and begs shamelessly to be permitted to worship them. We place the panties carefully over sl*ve G’s head and Our incredibly happy boy moans and f*cks the shoes ever more contentedly. We laugh at the state We have brought sl*ve G to and hold the panties to his fortunate nose.

In his current position We give sl*ve G ten seconds to come. I use the panties like reins around sl*ve G’s head as he pummels away at his c*ck, pushing it between the shoes, gazing at Our bare feet, sn*ffing the panties, oblivious to anything but the sensory overload. Overwhelmed Our boy fails to c*m, and We remove the panties, denying release. As he whines and whimpers I tease his c*ck and sl*ve G announces “I’d love to c*m” as he heaves about. I release his c*ck, this time for good, and deny him any pleasure.

Our boy clasps his hands together in anguish, having experienced one of the best, most comprehensive denials of his life. We have led sl*ve G in an enjoyable, merry dance. Our boy’s face is a picture of controlled, denied, collared service to Us, our smiles and laughter prove that Our dominating fun always comes first!

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