Mina doesn’t ask—she commands. Her feet are the center of your world, and you’re nothing more than a tongue to serve them. Hot, sweaty, and radiating power, her soles press into your face until you remember exactly where you belong—beneath her. Every lick, every sniff is an act of pure submission, and Mina drinks in your humiliation with a cruel smile. This isn’t gentle—this is real foot worship for a goddess who owns you completely.
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