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Just a gentle reminder of the one who stole your heart and b..

Just a gentle reminder of the one who stole you

JOI (Edging Game) + countdown

JOI (Edging Game) + countdown

Leather, boots, fur season … 🫠 the best part of cold weather..

Leather, boots, fur season … 🫠
the best par

wrapped in sheer stockings that catch the light with every s..

wrapped in sheer stockings that catch the light

A little foot massage 😇

A little foot massage 😇

I need a foot massage 😎

I need a foot massage 😎

I notice your eyes drift down again.Slow… obvious.I let a sm..

I notice your eyes drift down again.
Slow… o

You needed to see this. To satisfy your thirst. Feed your hu..

You needed to see this. To satisfy your thirst.

The kind of presence that doesn’t need words. Just the tilt ..

The kind of presence that doesn’t need words. J

Looking good, feeling better, and letting silence do the hea..

Looking good, feeling better, and letting silen

JOI W CEI Instructions. Use headphones. Enjoy 😈

JOI W CEI Instructions. Use headphones. Enjoy 😈

Smooth, soft and kissable. You can feel them on your skin, y..

Smooth, soft and kissable. You can feel them on

Power shifts quietly… control wrapped in a whisper You alrea..

Power shifts quietly… control wrapped in a whisper
You already know who's in charge.

Delicate arches, soft soles, and toes that know they’re bein..

Delicate arches, soft soles, and toes that know they’re being watched. Each shot a little invitation—come closer, but only if you’re ready to behave.

POV: I press a single tomato beneath my heel. It bursts — wa..

POV:
I press a single tomato beneath my heel. It bursts — warm juice sliding down my arch. I lift my gaze to yours.

“Lick it.”

You move closer. No hesitation. Your tongue touches my skin, slow and obedient, gathering every drop like it matters more than air.

I lean back slightly, watching you work.

“Good,” I murmur. “Now stay there. Don’t stop until I say so.”

You nod, lips still against me.

And I smile, already reaching for the next.. 😈

Up close… 😈

Up close… 😈

Every little detail, every curve, every wrinkle.. made to be..

Every little detail, every curve, every wrinkle.. made to be loved and worshipped.

You’re staring at my soles again.😈Good. That’s exactly where..

You’re staring at my soles again.😈
Good. That’s exactly where your eyes belong.
Right there — on every wrinkle, every crease.
The soft skin that folds when I curl my toes…
The warm arch you wish you could press your face into.

You don’t need anything else.
Not my voice. Not my smile.
Just the sight of my bare feet — stretched out, lazy, perfect.

You want to trace those lines with your tongue, don’t you?
Follow every curve… taste the day off my skin.
But you just kneel. Quiet. Desperate.

I flex my toes slowly, feel the air shift.
And you can’t breathe.

You’re mine.
Right where I want you —
On your knees, worshiping the soft, wrinkled soles
you’ll never deserve.

You kiss the base of my toes like you're grateful just to be..

You kiss the base of my toes like you're grateful just to be allowed this close. Your lips are warm, brushing over my skin like you're memorising every inch.

And all I have to do… is let you.

(About to f*ck your brain tonight) Another POV: You’re on yo..

(About to f*ck your brain tonight) Another POV:
You’re on your knees, exactly where I want you—eyes locked on my feet as I slowly slide one out of my heel. The soft sound of skin meeting floor makes you shiver. I flex my toes, letting you admire the curves, the arch, the way the light catches the gloss on each nail.

I press one foot against your lips—not hard, just enough to feel your breath. “Go on,” I whisper. “Show me how much you adore them.”

And you do. Like it’s the only thing that matters.

POV: You’re lying back, completely still, the room dimly lit..

POV: You’re lying back, completely still, the room dimly lit with a warm glow. You feel the weight of anticipation before anything touches you. Then—soft footsteps echo across the floor, slow, deliberate. I stand before you barefoot, toes freshly painted, the faint scent of lotion lingering in the air.

I slowly glide my foot along your leg, teasing upward, the arch gently curving as it traces the outline of your thigh. My gaze stays locked on yours, playful, knowing. I press the ball of my foot just where you’re most tense, applying the slightest pressure, then easing back... only to repeat, slower this time.

You feel every shift, every flex of my toes, every silky brush of skin. I rest one foot on your chest—light, but grounding—while the other moves lower, tracing lazy circles with the tips of my toes, dragging time out like honey.

It’s not just touch—it’s control, it’s rhythm, it’s surrender. You’re here for every inch, every second. And I haven’t even started yet.

Just a pic before leaving for mani & pedi 😜

Just a pic before leaving for mani & pedi 😜

Something to dream about. In case you forgot

Something to dream about. In case you forgot

New JOI/ T&D 20 minutes of pure edging bliss before the fina..

New JOI/ T&D 20 minutes of pure edging bliss before the final countdown.

Love this dramatic warm tone 🫠

Love this dramatic warm tone 🫠

Relaxing 😎

Relaxing 😎

🖤

🖤

JOI/ CEI and a sprinkle of humiliation to weaken your ego a ..

JOI/ CEI and a sprinkle of humiliation to weaken your ego a bit 😜

1st / 2nd? 😈

1st / 2nd? 😈

😈 in case you forgot

😈 in case you forgot