This one’s for you, teach.
I was out having a girls night with my favorite ladies when I spotted my professor over at the bar. He was watching the game and having a drink.
I’m in a tight white dress and these peep-toe pumps. His eyes travel down my legs and he comments that my feet must be feeling sore. I know he’s into foot fetish phone sex but he could also use some SPH humiliation. I say, “A good pair of heels are like bad boys with big dicks. You know they’re going to hurt a little, but it’s so worth it.” It’s the truth, but I also wanted to take a playful dig about his shortcomings. Yup, we’ve all heard rumors about our professor being a “little man.” At least he knows his place. He’s here to serve.
So I’ll have him serve as my SPH foot fetish phone sex slave.
Then I told him about how I loved the way a nice pair of heels makes me feel. My legs are longer, my ass pops out. It makes me feel powerful. “A sexy pair of heels makes me feel like I can weaponize sex.” That’s when he said I sounded like someone wise beyond their years. I definitely didn’t care to fuck him, but I was interested in fucking with him. Besides, he knows his place as a beta male and I was in the mood for a foot rub. I let him take me back to his place, sat on his couch, put my feet in his lap and put him to work rubbing my aching feet and then onto sucking my toes. I noticed that he’s not just a foot perv; he’s a weak beta male who also appreciates a nice, firm ass. Next time, I’ll have to sit on his face and see if his ass-worship game is just as good as his foot worship.
I’ll never want to fuck him, but I’ll have fun toying with his fun-sized cock and watching him prematurely ejaculate and then playfully humiliating him for it.