Underneath My Feet Renee’s Shoe and Footshow

Slip into your stockings and stilettos while I wait, my heels swaying just above you. Once you’re ready, take your place on the floor and stay there—beneath my soles, under my arches, at my feet. Worship them, taste them, and if I’m in the mood, I might grant you permission to pleasure yourself. Bound, gagged, and dressed in your tights, you’ll remain right where I put you.