In the dimly lit room, Hinata's heart pounded as the man knelt before her. His adoring gaze and gentle hands on her feet sent shivers down her spine. She was tired of being treated like a prized possession, always admired but never truly desired. As he began to worship her feet, Hinata couldn't help but feel a mix of arousal and vulnerability. She allowed him to kiss each toe, suckle on her toes, and rub her insteps with his nose. His hands moved up her calves, over her knees, and then back up to her thighs.
Her breath hitched as he trailed his fingers across the lace of her black corset, exposing more of her cleavage. Hinata bit her lower lip, wanting more than just his devotion to her feet. His hands moved up further, cupping her bottom, and pulling her Hinata bit her lower lip, wanting more than just his devotion to her feet. His hands moved up further, cupping her bottom, and pulling her closer as he leaned in for a slow, passionate kiss.
