Slippery Control – My Oiled Feet Own You

You are completely powerless under my soft, glistening, oiled feet. every slow, deliberate motion reminds you who is in control—me. you’re nothing more than a toy for my amusement, desperately trying to keep up while i decide exactly how much frustration and denial you deserve. i watch you tremble beneath me, struggling with your weakness, knowing you’ll never get more than i allow. your pleasure belongs to me. your suffering entertains me. and i love making you squirm.