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When I see a woman sitting on a couch and her pantyhosed feet slip out of her shoes and curl up underneath her hosed thighs, I feel an immediate, sublime sense of submissive sexuality. I want to be in bondage at her pantyhosed feet--hooded, gagged, and leashed. I want her to yank on my leash and command me to rub her pantyhosed feet, which are sore at the end of the day and need massaging. I want to gaze with moist mouth at her sensual pantyhosed feet I want to repeatedly rub with fetishistic obsession the nylon seams of her reinforced pantyhose toes. She has my cock in bondage with a firm leather and metal cock ring, which she has attached a leash to. There are two leashes now--one to my collar and one to my cock ring. Yanks on my leashes punctuate her orders. kings ensue if I dont respond fast enough or well enough. I am in bondage to these pantyhosed toes, feet, and thighs. I am owned by this woman.

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This is my curated pictorial celebration of the voluptuousness of pantyhose and stockings with an emphasis on the gorgeousness of hosed feet

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There are many things that you will do for me and many things that you will submit to. You will know that I am in control of the household. You will listen to me, and lack of respect and discipline will warrant long-term bondage and kings. A ball gag will fill your mouth when I do not want to hear your voice. You will spend entire evenings in bondage while I tease you until you are so wet that you beg through your ball gag to be fucked.

You will wear a collar while in our home, and I will attach a leash to that collar when I feel the need to do so. I might attach the leash and pull you down to sit at my feet while I read, or I might want to have you on a leash while we eat a meal. I might have you on a leash while you clean the kitchen, and I might jerk that leash when you are not cleaning the way that I want you to clean. When I tell you to get over my knee or to bend over and grab a chair, you will do so, and you will not move even when you feel the sting of the paddle and you feel the warm blush on your ass. Protests will earn you long bondage sessions stringently tied in a closet with your mouth gagged. I might even shut the door and leave you in the dark. You will be in rope bondage and leather restraints at my choosing.

You will wear -fitting girdles and stockings of my choosing underneath your clothing, or I might have you wear sheer, silky pantyhose. You will always be in some of hosiery when I say so. Your clothing will be approved by me because I want to have an erection every time I see you. You will have your fingernails and toenails painted and polished. You will be groomed the way that I direct you to be groomed. You might be wearing a leather bondage harness underneath your dress when we are in public. That bondage harness will hug and grip your torso and will be uncomfortable as you sit in a public restaurant and eat with others around you. You will know that I own you. You might have an anal plug shoved in your ass to ensure you remember that.

Even while you are my obedient bondage slut, you will be loved and respected as a human being. You will never be abused even when you are being disciplined and made to shove my cock in your mouth and suck it until I explode and you swallow all of it. You will be caressed and taken care of. You will be protected. You will be loved.

My additional pictures show what your existence will be like with me, but do not make the mistake in thinking that these pictures constitute all of your future existence. They are only the beginning in a monogamous relationship in which I take loving possession of you.

Have a good day.




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2/20/2018 7:35:27 PM

This is my curated pictorial celebration of the voluptuousness of pantyhose and stockings with an emphasis on the gorgeousness of hosed feet:

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2/19/2018 8:01:38 AM
He luxuriated in the rubbing of the slightly course extra nylon around the pressable mounds of her toes. Toes that were encased in warmth and sweat and shoe leather and stinkiness. Toes--luscious orbs--that were encased in the moist, warm fabric that was soaking up her voluptuous sweat. The tan hose covered her firm calves and soft thighs in perfumed sheaths leading up to the cushion of her ass, the rounded plushness sheathed in the glistening material, the waistband snug around the lower curve of her back sealing this cushiony flesh like a delicious package to be slowly savored. She lay on her back with her sheathed legs and feet up in the air. The gusset of her hose was fragrant with the pungent, wet smell of her sex begging for entry, for succulent possession. He climbed between her sheathed legs and feet suspended in the air ready for the taking, and he touched the gusset coated and moistened with thousands of droplets. He rubbed it hearing the fabric rub against the curly hairs that hid her engorgement. He kept rubbing, enjoying the texture of conflict, enjoying the texture of a warm bed of flesh that was inviting him to crawl and curl up and cum with a rush that propelled him over the edge into a deep sleep wrapped in the soft, warm folds of white, marbeled tissue. 

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Fallenangel2010
 
 Age: 28
 SEATTLE, Arizona