"Reminds me of my bosses feet. She had the high arches and favored black toe nail polish. Wrinkly. No toe rings or ankle bracelets but these feet are close. I had an affair with her. Hotel meets for almost 5 years. Once a month. Five, six hours of sex and then she would go home. She was married and 8 years older than me. I was her younger pup. Whipped. I worshipped her. She got off on the power differential. She knew she could rule me with her feet alone because I am so insatiable foot fetish. Her marriage sucked. No kids. Career-oriented marriage. She thought her husband was a wuss and so did I until he and his brother waited for me one day in the parking lot and beat the shit out of me. Literally. Blood, shit, and tears. I was lucky I got away before they hospitalized me. We stopped the affair for three years, during which time she retired and divorced him. We started again. Her feet were irresistible. Ticklish. We fucked for almost a year, two or three times a week. Went to Vegas together one weekend. And right after that she went into a funk. Depression. Started getting drunk at our fuck sessions. One night after a day's worth of me worshipping those gorgeous feet and fucking her into multiple orgasms at my apartment, I went out for a walk to clear my head....I was drunk. the tequila made me woozy. I was only gone maybe 15 minutes. I came back to the apartment. She was gone. Left a note for me. I still have it. "I cannot do this anymore. You are bad for me. Please do not try to see me. You will pay for it if you do". Wow! I never saw her again. I moved from that apartment the followign month to get a fresh start. Worked. Never thought much about her and started fucking and feeting my new apartment's manager."
"To take with this outfit in a soundproof basement to film her during a gang bang with about ten very pervert and violent thugs. And the video will be sent to her whole family..."
"Just before a session of violents punchings on her tits given by a black master in front of her husband who will jerk off while watching the spectacle"