Feet Captivator

It’s really annoying when I suddenly remember the bottoms of my feet. Especially when they’re crammed into shoes and they’re sweaty and they start asking to come out again. And I could slightly move them this morning within my shoe, a foot’s captivator. But not enough and so I freed them for a second just to let them know that it’s not forever. I relaxed by telling myself that when I get home or to work or wherever it may be I can sit for a while, I will let them rest on top of their captivator and make it their bitch. It’s my foot’s fetish to be freed. They are free right now. shhhhhhh

One Comment

  1. oof.

    I feel for you, my feet feel for you… but I fear unleashing my “pavement pistons” from their shoes as it can be a thermo-nuclear aroma :/


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