Kip Johnson would have never imagined that his foot fetish would lead to becoming yoga instructor Chanel Preston’s femdom slave. He had been lusting after Chanel Preston for weeks, and their yoga sessions were torture when he had to look at her gorgeous body encased in skin-tight clothing and her gloriously bare feet. Chanel Preston’s professionalism made her blind to Kip’s obsession, but when she heard him sniffing her feet the dominatrix that lived beneath came to the surface and decided to have fun with Kip.
When the yoga session ended Chanel explained to Kip that he owed her five thousand dollars for the privilege of smelling her feet. In the end he paid up, and that’s when Chanel knew she now owned Kip. She stuffed Kip’s mouth with it, and in return gave him what he wanted the most: Chanel ran her feet over Kip’s face. As a bonus Chanel sat on Kip’s face, letting him sniff her pussy and ass. But the price would be high: Chanel put on her strapon and, after tying a rope on Kip’s long hair she pegged him, enjoying the cries of agony that escaped Kip’s lips.
Chanel needed some pleasure after working that hard at punishing Kip, so she stuffed his mouth with a dildo gag and ordered him to use it. Kip could see and smell Chanel’s sweet pussy, but he would never do more than that. Life as he knew it was over for Kip, for Chanel now controlled it.