Published: September 6th 2025, 2:01:17 am
No Feet Just Pixels
You came here expecting to stare at my perfect feet, stroke to every little detail, and worship them like you always do… but too bad. All you’re getting is a blurred mess of pixels where my feet should be. I make you listen to me tease and taunt, humiliating you for being so weak that you’ll still jerk off even when you can’t see the very thing you’re obsessed with. Every wiggle, flex, and movement is completely hidden, and that only makes you squirm more. I laugh at you, calling you pathetic for stroking to nothing but censored feet, knowing you’ll still do exactly what I tell you. By the end, you’re left ruined and humiliated, realizing that I don’t even have to show you anything to make you completely mine.