This choice: You continue programming her. • Go Back... You decide to see how far this can go. "Victoria, can anyone else see you?"
"No, Master. That is unless you want someone to see me." she replies with blanketed eyes.
"I see... then I want you to remove your clothes, and never have any on when I summon you unless I command you to."
"Very well, Master" she says bowing her head. Her clothes begin to dissolve before your eyes. Her breasts, D cups, are firm and perky. Her pussy is hairy, like an azalea bush.
Well, she is Arabian. Victoria, I want your pussy shaved, now.
"Of course, Master" she bows her head as all her lower body hair disappears.
You smile widely, "Good... good." Your eyes trail down her smooth, long legs and onto her delicate feet. "Hmm... Victoria, I want your toenails painted yellow."
"An excellent choice, Master" she complies shifting her toenails to a bright yellow tint.
"Victoria..." you start lying back into your chair, and start unzipping your pants, "Pleasure me with your feet" You pull your member out of your underwear, exposing your throbbing erection.
"My pleasure Master" she sits on the ground and lifts her legs up, placing her beautiful feet on either side of your cock. Her feet feel like warm, smooth, velvet as they clasp around your erection. She starts gently, rubbing the base of your shaft with her soles. She moves her feet higher, flexing her toes against the head. She slides her feet down, then back up, starting to gain a steady rhythm.
You lean your head back, trying to prolong this state of incredible pleasure. "Faster" you say in a raspy voice. You she starts to speed up and you know you won't last much longer. "Faster!" you yell, the build-up is too much for you as she rubs her feet rapidly along your hardness. "Ahhhh!" You grab her feet as you think cream spurts out onto the top of her feet, oozing out of the tip and leaking onto her toes. She slides her soles up, cupping the rest of your cum off.
"It feels so good on my feet, Master" she says smiling.
"Yes, it did. Now clean off the rest."
She nods her head as the sperm dissipates off you and her.
You look down at her with a scowl."I didn't mean by magic; I meant with your mouth"
She gets to her knees in front of you, "I'm sorry, Master. If you wish..." she starts, pleading.
"You are not to tell me what I wish, slave!" you yell, letting her know who's boss. "You must be punished... you will..."
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