Eva de Vil - Foot Slave Friend

You’ve escaped the bustle of the party to find me sequestered away in a bedroom, lounging barefoot. The intimacy of being alone at last engulfs us.I have a question for you. We’ve been friends for a while… but what is it you really like? Me or my feet? I’ve always noticed you paying attention to them, ever since the first time we met.Why haven’t we been on a date yet? My guess is you’re too shy to ask me. I’ll give you a chance…BUT… since your love of feet is so obvious, you can only date me if you’ll lock yourself in chastity. I don’t want my man getting hard for my feet all the time. You need to learn to control yourself.I have a cage with me now that I’ll tuck you into myself. I keep it on me at all times for… emergencies and opportunities.Now you’re my locked foot slave. This is a privilege higher than a boyfriend because you get to worship me. You will always have to ask me for relief from now on because I will be holding your key, right here around my pretty ankle