He lies back, I sit in front of him in red lingerie and garters, and only my bare feet are allowed to touch him.

I rub his cock between my soles, wrap my toes around the tip and squeeze, slow at first, then harder. A little oil and my pedicured feet glide even better. Now and then a quick kick to his balls, just to remind him who’s in charge.

“Oh… fuck.” That’s about all he can say.

P.S. He never knows if my next touch will be a soft stroke or a kick.