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Update.

Currently delayed, but I'm still working. Tomorrow should be a good day. :)

Monthly Patreon Poll #6 - And the winner is!

Taiga Aisaka from Toradora!

Stay tuned!

Calendar!

1. Amber from Genshin Impact. (Pack of pictures).

-July 28

Update 28/07/2021 09:58 P.M.

I'm still working on the Amber piece. I'm trying a different pose~ I hope to finish soon!

2. Aqua from KonoSuba! (Story).

-July 31

3. Lusamine from Pokémon Sun and Moon (Extra picture).

-August 06

4. Mitsuki Bakugo from My Hero Academia. (Pack of pictures).

-August 08

5. Pheromosa from Pokémon Sun and Moon. (Story).

-August 10

6. Cynthia from Pokémon Diamond and Pearl. (Story).

-August 12

I will work hard and do my best to post more content. Crossing fingers so that everything goes well!

Monthly Patreon Poll #6 - Rough love, dangerous love [Third step]

Thanks for participating, guys. These are all great suggestions!

Now is the time to vote for your favorite! ;)

*All characters will be portrayed as adults.

Fixing some things.

I decided to change the date of the calendar publication since I made some last-minute changes, but I will be posting it on July 25th.

See ya then~

(But do not worry, I have released some pieces so that the wait is not so long. I hope you like them). (:

[Commission] Serena

*All characters in this drawing are depicted as adults.

[Commission] Rosalina

*All characters in this drawing are depicted as adults.

*Dialogue requested by the user.

Monthly Story Poll #6 - And the winner is!

Cynthia from Pokémon Diamond and Pearl.

Stay tuned! :D

Monthly Patreon Poll #6 - Tsundere / Yandere [Second Step]

Suggest your favorite Tsundere or Yandere (or both)! :D

***The poll starts on July 25.

Monthly Story Poll #6 - August 2020

I'm not an anime expert, and I don't have free time to watch series either. So, story polls will only include characters that I know.

I take suggestions, but I do not guarantee to include them in the poll.

Thanks for your support. :)

***All characters in this poll will be portrayed as adults.

Monthly Patreon Poll #6 - August 2020 [First Step]

Choose your favorite theme for this month!

• Athletic / Muscular: A strong and independent woman will teach you a lesson.

• Bondage!: Someone will have to use their feet to get out of this entangled situation.

• Domination: Do you like a woman who takes the dominant role? Then, choose this option and become a slave!

• Furry Gals: Nothing like some fur for a cold and lonely night.

• Girls With Uniforms: It doesn't matter if we are talking about school uniforms, military uniforms, or superhero uniforms. Uniforms, uniforms, uniforms!!!

• Magical Feet (Detachable Feet): Suggest your favorite character to detach her feet (without blood loss or injury) and do whatever you want with both of them! It's like a magic trick! So, yes, she can still control and feel those parts. ;)

• Monster Girls: Are you into slimes, vampires? Maybe zombies...? There are plenty of spooky creatures out there! Suggest your favorite one~

• Redheads: They need no introduction. ;)

• Tanned / Dark-skinned Girls: Want some sugar?

• Tomboys: What are you waiting for, dude?

• Tsundere / Yandere: What would you prefer? A girl with  an attitude, but that can get sweet when they like you? Or a girl that  would kill someone for you? Choose wisely!

Incoming calendar!

You people may have noticed the absence of content during the last month, but that is because I'm preparing some surprises. 7w7

I'll be posting the calendar next week. I'm just making sure I'll be in time this time!

Thanks for your support~ See ya soon! :D

[Story] Best stepmother ever

The following story includes intense sexual content and elements of foot fetish, such as footjobs. All characters depicted in this work are adults.

Note: The content of this story is purely fictional.

And there I was, minding my own business when I received a text message. It was my stepmother. She was asking me if I was going to visit her this year to celebrate mother’s day. At first, I hesitated. It's a long journey, and the relationship between her and me was always a bit complicated, to be honest.

I was debating whether to go or stay when my cell phone vibrated again. It was a second message. There was an attached file. It was a photo of my stepmother with a caption below that said: I can't wait for you to come.

In the pic, she was lying on the couch, posing with a warm smile. Her skin was suntanned, except for the bottom of her foot, which was facing frontwards, giving me a chance to see that meaty and thick heel sole again after so many years.

Well, it seems I'll have to board a plane…

Several kilometers later, Alola welcomes me with its sea breeze. Today is the 9th of May. Determined, I go to my mother's house, where she takes me in her arms.

"Nice to see you again, sweetie." The mature lady gives me a tight hug.

As usual, she is wearing a white blouse, which although being loose, outlines her hourglass-shaped body and a long skirt that reaches down to those rounded ankles, highlighting her wide hips and thick thighs.

My eyes go down and fixate on her feet, I grin at them. I stop right there to admire those beauties for a long time. The tops are as tanned as the rest of her body, contrasting the natural peach color of the unpolished nails. Her toes wiggle back at me shyly, as if they are also glad to see me again.

At that moment, I have a flashback in which I remember the way those toes used to do the same when I was younger, but being inside my mouth instead, as my tongue wagged under them. Good old times!

"Ummm ... Anon?" The woman interrupts me. "Wouldn't you like to come in?"

"Sorry, I got… distracted remembering some good memories."

"Yes, I am sure you were." She answers, arching an eyebrow as she folds her arms, obviously a little annoyed.

My mother leads me inside the house.  Each time she takes a step, I not only stare at her hips wiggling, but also at her feet as they rise from the ground and lower, sinking the soles back into the soft foam of the flip flops. Getting a peek at the pale bottoms of her feet and the sound of her sandals slapping against them are both enough to make my blood rush to my penis. The only thing I can do is pray to Arceus so she won't notice.

I follow the woman into the living room, where a couple of cold glasses of lemonade await us. Drops of water trickle down the outside of them. That reminds me when this very same lady used to wash her feet under the community pool showers a few years ago and how the drops of water slid down between the wrinkles of her soles.

We talk for a couple of hours. It's more of an interrogation than a conversation because she keeps asking me questions about my work and my way of living. Those are things any concerned mother would want to know, but I'm not a fan of telling even the smallest detail of my life.

The hard part begins when she asks me if I already have a girlfriend. I stop for a few seconds before confessing that I'm still single. The mature one doesn't seem happy with my answer, but she sighs in relief, knowing that I set my priorities straight.

"It is good to hear that." She says, curling a lock of her hair with a finger as she keeps talking. “And... Are you sure there is no girl in your life? Don't get me wrong! I want to make sure you find the right one. It's just that!" She seems to blush.

"You are the only one in my life..." I confess to her.

She giggles, but regains her composure to give me a long lecture on the importance of human relationships. Oh, boy!.

When I notice the time, I realize that we have been talking until nightfall. My mother looks tired, so I suggest to her that she better get some sleep. After all, she spent the whole morning doing the housework, so everything was perfect for my arrival.

She refuses to take my advice and insists that she wants to help me unpack so we can talk some more.

"I don't have that many things in my suitcase." I sigh. "Trust me. I can handle this on my own." I smile, heading upstairs. "Take this as a chance to think of more questions. I will answer them all when I return." I do my best to leave her behind.

When I open my old bedroom door, I am surprised to see that everything is the same as the day I left home. Even my old Nintendo Switch is still there.

I take a few moments to sit on the bed and take a deep breath. My mother can be a bit overwhelming when it comes to my own life. She always wants to know everything. I just need a bit of reassurance before I go back to the living room to continue with that exhaustive routine.

After a few minutes, I finally gather the courage and decide to go back. However, the mature woman has fallen asleep on the couch. She is lying on her stomach and her ankles rest on the armrest, which allows me to see a clean shot of her soles facing up.

I approach her slowly to look at her feet closely. I think about doing a lot of things right there. Such as smell, kiss, tickle, or even lick them. Unfortunately, doing so could not only get me in trouble but ruin our relationship forever.

On the other hand, her flip-flops are there, lying on the floor and completely unguarded. I could take them, do with them whatever I want and then clean them off. She would never know! It's a perfect crime!

I lift the still warm shoes and flee back to my room with my new toys. Finally alone, I inspect them closely. The footprints are dark and deep, a result of wearing the same footwear for several years. Although the stench is strongest in that area, I find it oddly pleasant.

I bring the left shoe up to my nose to take a sniff, repeating at least twice before taking a deep whiff. My nostrils fill with a magnificent scent; a mix of leather, coconut lotion, and a bit of sweat. The nose never forgets. It's like I have that woman's feet on my face again.

Now, I lick it. It tastes like old leather but a little salty. A fine layer of dust covers the insole of the shoe. So, I allow myself to clean every corner of it with my tongue.

With each lick, my penis throbs harder and harder, until it's too painful to keep it inside my pants. I pull it out, standing completely stiff and ready for me to slide it inside the right flip-flop. I keep thrusting it in and out, as if I'm fucking it.

One piece of footwear stays glued to my face, while using the other as a sex toy. The feeling of my erect member against the smooth leather skin is more than enough, and the insole starts to get damp from my precum.

I begin to fantasize about the idea of my mother entering my room without warning, catching me in the middle of this awkward situation. I admit that I would like to see her reaction. But I can't allow that to happen. I can't. Not now.

Suddenly, I hear the noise of bare feet rushing upstairs. My mind tells me to stop. However, I am so close to the climax that my body does not want to deny me that pleasure.

Finally, what was supposed to happen, happens... The door to my room opens and there is my stepmother, mouth agape. She barely gets a chance to complain before I shoot a long stream of cum along the insole of her shoe. But my seed goes further than that and lands before the woman's bare feet, making her flinch and move back a little, to avoid being splashed.

We both look at each. Maybe for several minutes. The silence is so awkward that I lose track of time. Without making any sudden movements, I start to get dressed.

I carefully hold my penis, intending to return it to my pants. While doing this, I maintain eye contact with my stepmother the entire time, which makes my member stiffen again and even throb a few times while it's still in my hand.

"I cannot believe it." The lady complains. “We had already talked about this, Anon. You broke your promise". She snatches her shoes from me before leaving the room.

"Please! Wait!" I run after the mature gal. I corner her, placing my arm against the wall so that she cannot escape from me.

"I told you. This is not okay. I am your mother!" She protests.

"I know! You raised me, but we're not blood-related." I answer. “It is not as bad as you think! For me, you are the most beautiful woman, and there is no one else. Believe me!"

"Are you crazy?" She looks away. “I am just an old lady. You should find yourself a younger woman. It is for your own good."

"If that's what you think, then why did you send me that picture when you invited me to come?"

"I wasn't thinking correctly when I did it."

"And why were you so interested in knowing if there was another girl in my life?"

"I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay." She crosses her arms.

After hearing these words, I turn away from her side. But before I could leave, she gently grabs my shoulder to stop me.

"It's just that... I can't believe that after all these years, you still find me pretty. Okay?" She giggles. "I was afraid of getting old and not looking attractive to you." She hugs me tightly. “Maybe I was too rude with you. I mean, It's just my feet, after all... I'll tell you something, they're all yours today. But you better give me the best mother's day after all this."

We try to have a normal conversation between mother and son, but the scene we experienced together moments ago keeps us in a constant state of excitement. She didn't mention it, but seeing my fully erect member had also brought back memories for her, good memories of course.

She crosses her legs as her thighs begin to thrust and rub together against each other, probably having fantasies involving the two of us. Noticing that, I realize there is no point in trying to delay the inevitable, so we head straight to the couch. She helps me take my pants off and even my underwear, leaving both of them behind us, just lying on the floor.

My stepmother plops right down onto the couch, I take both of her sandals off and she responds by flexing those large, bare feet together. They look so big and a bit sweaty due to Alola's tropical climate. The tanned tops contrast beautifully with her light caramel soles.

I take the first chance I have and put the balls of her warm feet on my face, pressing them against my nose so tightly, so I can take a deep whiff. She looks quite excited about her smothering me with them, actually wiggling and spreading her toes to let me sniff between them. It turns out the smell is quite similar to her shoes; coconut lotion mixed with body odor and a reminiscent of aged cheese.

She smiles sweetly at me, scrunching her toes extra tightly, before poking my shaft with the big one. Her feet suddenly fall forwards, pressing around the base of my cock, allowing her to start jerking me off.

She does it very slowly, moving them on her own accord in a seductive way; the tips of her toes caress my manhood as long as it is, with the care and dedication that only someone who loves you could do. She maintains eye contact with me, making our encounter something more personal.

"Oh, my!" The woman laughs. "Now I can see you weren't lying..." She points at my fully erect member, as the veins throb from the contact of her silk touched soles, feeling like a pair of meaty pillows. "You're so sweet! I admit that I feel flattered, seeing how much you enjoy sliding your hard thing in between my poor and tired feet”.

My stepmother's soles are by now glistening quite a bit in precum, enough to be used as a lubricant, along with the sweat from her own feet. However, my penis becomes so slippery that she is forced to squeeze the arches tight though. Maybe she does it TOO tight. I come quickly, moaning loud as fuck.

"Please! Not on the couch!" She rushes, pointing both feet, so they are directly in the line of fire of my cock. An aggressive shot hits them, letting her bottoms get soaked in my fat nut.

I make a mess. A string of hot, sticky semen hangs between her big toe and her second toe. A large amount of my white stuff lands on the top of her left foot, while the rest is all over the arches and even the heels of hers; those are big and heavy globs that make the woman purse her mouth in a self-satisfied smirk.

"Like I said before, tomorrow better be the best mother's day of my life, or you'll get in trouble, my handsome boy." She expresses playfully, still holding my meat with her toes, letting all my seed drip down her feet.

[Commission] Haru Okumura

*All characters in this drawing are depicted as adults.

[Commission] Blair Flannigan

*All characters in this drawing are depicted as adults.

[Commission] Mitsuru Kirijo

*All characters in this drawing are depicted as adults.

*Dialogue requested by the user.

Things I'm currently working on~

Bronze tier:

Amber from Genshin Impact (Set of pictures).

Mitsuki Bakugo from My Hero Academia (Set of pictures).

Silver tier:

Mother from Alola from Pokémon Sun and Moon (Picture and story).

Aqua from KonoSuba! (Picture and story).

Pheromosa from Pokémon Sun and Moon (Picture and story).

Stay tuned! :D

Monthly Patreon Poll #5 - And the winner is!

Mitsuki Bakugo from My Hero Academia!

Stay tuned!

Monthly Story Poll #5 - And the winner is!

Pheromosa from Pokémon Sun and Moon.

Stay tuned! :D

Extra Poll - Let's talk about Lusamine!

How would you like to see Lusamine? ;)

These are some ideas, based on what you people have requested. I will do a single pic that may include some variants (like smelly or sweaty feet, etc.), depending on what you choose. :D

Good luck! :D

Monthly Patreon Poll #5 - I love you (step) mom! [Third step]

Thanks for participating, guys. These are all great suggestions!

Now is the time to vote for your favorite! ;)

*All characters will be portrayed as adults.

[Patreon poll] Hinata Uzumaki

*All characters in this drawing are depicted as adults.

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Let's talk about Lusamine

I know many of you like Lusamine, so I'm sure she will win if we include her in the mother's day poll.

That is why I propose this plan to you! :D

How about we don't include her in the Mother's Day poll, so other MILFs can have a chance to win, BUT we open an additional and exclusive Lusamine poll...?

Monthly Patreon Poll #5 - Mother's Day [Second Step]

Suggest a MILF that you would like to 'SPEND' Mother's Day with. ;)

***The poll starts on may 10.

Update!

Soon.

Monthly Story Poll #5 - July 2020

I'm not an anime expert, and I don't have free time to watch series either. So, story polls will only include characters that I know.

I take suggestions, but I do not guarantee to include them in the poll.

Thanks for your support. :)

***All characters in this poll will be portrayed as adults.

Monthly Patreon Poll #5 - July 2020 [First Step]

Choose your favorite theme for this month!

• Athletic / Muscular: A strong and independent woman will teach you a lesson.

• Bondage!: Someone will have to use their feet to get out of this entangled situation.

• Domination: Do you like a woman who takes the dominant role? Then, choose this option and become a slave!

• Furry Gals: Nothing like some fur for a cold and lonely night.

• Girls With Uniforms: It doesn't matter if we are talking about school uniforms, military uniforms, or superhero uniforms. Uniforms, uniforms, uniforms!!!

• Magical Feet (Detachable Feet): Suggest your favorite character to detach her feet (without blood loss or injury) and do whatever you want with both of them! It's like a magic trick! So, yes, she can still control and feel those parts. ;)

• MILFs!: There is nothing as powerful as a stepmother's love.

• Monster Girls: Are you into slimes, vampires? Maybe zombies...? There are plenty of spooky creatures out there! Suggest your favorite one~

• Redheads: They need no introduction. ;)

• Tanned / Dark-skinned Girls: Want some sugar?

• Tomboys: What are you waiting for, dude?

• Tsundere / Yandere: What would you prefer? A girl with  an attitude, but that can get sweet when they like you? Or a girl that  would kill someone for you? Choose wisely!

[Update]

I just finished the Shalltear story, and I'm already working on the Hinata picture. I appreciate your patience. :)

Also, do you remember this post? 

https://www.patreon.com/posts/tell-me-more-you-50514044

Well, I read all your comments, people. Thanks for participating! I will try to use your ideas for future drawings, stories, and projects. :D

You're the best~

Stay tuned because more content is coming!

[Story] Taming the beast

The following story includes intense sexual content and elements of foot fetish, such as footjobs. All characters depicted in this work are adults.

Note: The content of this story is purely fictional.

And there I was, minding my own business when one of my comrades arrive to warn me there is an intruder at our base. “Yes, it is a single enemy! A woman!”The man explains to me. His forehead is covered in sweat.

I know my partner is apt to exaggerate. However, I listen to his concerns and decide to attend to the matter. So I throw my heavy brown sack on my back and then made my way through the dimly lit underground corridors, following the sounds heard in the distance.

When I find the female responsible for all the fuss, I immediately draw my sword to attack her with a powerful slash. To my surprise, not only she is able to stop me on the spot, but she does it, holding the edge of my weapon with just one hand.

“You’re so brave!” The short stature girl mocks me with a faint smile.

“Y-You monster!” It’s the only thing that I can say.

“Do you realize it now?” She states with those seductive crimson-red eyes of hers. “I’m cruel, cold, and terrible. As well as quite a beautiful little vampire.”

The lack of light and fresh air must be getting to me because I can’t believe I think her eyes are seductive. Even worse, being so close to that creature, I notice her pale shiny skin and fine facial features and can’t help but fall in love with her.

“Oh? Why are you blushing, swordsman?” The bloodsucker tilts her head to the side. “Oh! Am I detecting a change in your heart rate? Fufufu~ I think I already know what’s happening~” She laughs.

“It’s not what it looks like!” I jump back and clear my throat to try to hide how much the beauty of hers impresses me. “Before we continue with this, let me introduce myself. My name is Anon D. Anonymous... What’s yours?”

“If you say so...” She raises an eyebrow and then bows briefly. “I’m Shalltear Bloodfallen, and I hope you will entertain me well.” She adds, staring at me wickedly.

She’s clearly a foolish monster who thinks her strength is unbeatable. So, taking advantage of that, I lash out at her and use each technique that I and my sword know.

“Is that all?” She yawns, repelling all my attempts with nothing but her pinky.

Impossible. This is impossible. I used all my strength, and she didn’t even blink. Now, I’m exhausted. I better stop to contemplate my options, but in the end, I come to the most obvious of the conclusions. I’m fucked.

If I take a step back, the pale-skinned girl takes two steps towards me. So, when I start running, she starts chasing me. Desperate, I search on my heavy brown sack for something that might be of use to me.

My first choice is a silver dagger. I threw it at the vamp, but she deflects it with a slap. My second option is a vial with holy water. My luck doesn't improve, so the jar ends up broken on the floor.

I use as much junk as I can find. However, none of them work. And I’m so distracted trying to save my life that I don’t realize I’m taking the wrong path, which leads me to a dead end. Now, I find myself with my back to the wall, holding the last of my belongings: a small item of jewelry with a greenish glow.

“You really like to play games.” The monster approaches me, taking slow steps to poke fun at how easy it is to catch me. “However, we should end this soon, shouldn’t we...?”

“Stop right there!” I beg, holding my trinket in front of me as if that would protect me somehow. “You can't kill me! Don’t do it!”

“Oh, my! You really like to play tag.” Shalltear giggles. “Don't worry. I'm not mad! I think this is good. After all, capturing you doesn’t have to be such a boring activity, right...?” Her voice starts to sound different. Slower. “Besides, it’s good for you that I'm in a good mood b-because... ah...” Her eyelids begin to weigh too much to stay fully open. “...You have no idea how much I want to kill you...” She wobbles a bit and pauses before continuing. “What’s happening to me? I only want to say I would like... to... squash you and bath in your blood, but I can’t because you’re now my- You’re my...”

The seconds pass. I continue in the same defensive position, with my eyes closed. But after a while, I realize that nothing happens. I gather the courage to look at my attacker, and when I do it, I discover that she is standing there with a blank look.

“What are you doing now?” I ask angrily. “Is this one of your twisted games?”

“I’m just following your orders.” She draws in a deep breath and continues speaking in a flat, monotonous tone. “I hear, and I obey.”

I look at the silver hair girl and then walk over to her. I tap her shoulders a couple of times but get no response. So, confident of the situation, I get as close to her as I can and stare right into her eyes. I notice something odd, a striking green glow where her pupils should be. Although I do not fully understand what is happening, I decide to continue with this.

“So, Miss Bloodfallen...” I begin to question her. “Does this mean that you are something like a... personal slave of mine?”

After asking that, I covered myself with both arms, fearing retaliation, but nothing like that happens.

“Yes, I’ll follow every one of your commands…” Her eyes shine, and she clenches her teeth before continue. “...my m-master.”

Although that last trace of doubt in her voice worries me a bit, I admit that hearing her calling me “master” makes my blood rush to my penis incredibly fast, giving me the weirdest erection I've ever had before. I couldn’t miss this opportunity. So, to make sure everything is okay, I decide to test my luck first, asking her to do a few stupid things.

“Stand on one foot!” I order her. And she does so. “Now, put one hand on your head and start spinning on your own axis while jumping!” I add, and she attends to my ridiculous wishes without hesitation.

It seems the skirt of the vampire’s evening dress is too big and heavy for this kind of antics. Because it's all fun and games until she loses her balance and takes an involuntary kick as she falls to the floor.

One of her shoes comes off her, flies through the air, and hits me straight on the nose. That makes me bleed a little, which is enough to make her whole body shudder, but only for a moment since she regains her composure moments later.

This was a rare opportunity to appreciate the beauty of this individual’s foot, which was small, slender in shape, with long, rounded toes. Again, I am a victim of my instincts, and unable to control my desires, I make one of the worst decisions a swordsman could.

“Shalltear... take off your other shoe too.” The words escape my trembling lips. “I want to see you completely barefoot!” I explain.

And she does so; she lifts her leg and slips the footwear off it with a delicate movement. It is even possible to hear the smoothly sound of leather against her skin. My next orders lead her to sit down as she rolls up her heavy skirt to her knees, showing me the pair of slim but shapely calves she has.

“Now, let me smell your feet!” I ask her awkwardly as I lie down before her.

The little beauty acts just as I expected and reaches forward until the bottoms of her dainty feet make contact with my face, shoving them into it. My member gets even harder at my new servant’s soft touch. However, her skin is a bit cold.

I indicate to her to start rubbing her feet against my cheeks. The friction does its thing, and both of them get warm pretty quick. Then, I grab hold of her ankles, putting them together so I can bury my face in her soles.

Almost reflexively, she pinches my nose with her toes, repeatedly squeezing it and kicking my chin with one heel in a futile attempt to discourage me since that only turns me on more.

It is precisely between the toes, the place on the body where one would expect it to stink the most, but this is not the case. Instead of that, I find a warm, slightly powdery scent that fills my nostrils as soon as I take a deep whiff. She probably uses perfumed waters to clean herself.

Either way and once again, I am concerned that she continues resisting herself to the invisible power that forces her to indulge my whims. Too bad my libido is stronger, and my dick is eager to get out of my underwear.

I pull myself back, sit down and rush to remove my pants, slipping them awkwardly down my legs. My dong leaps out, fully erect. The girl freezes, staring at how my member taps the top of her left foot every time it twitches.

It is from this moment that I begin to explain to her what she needs to do. I guide her pinkish soles to my throbbing boner, making sure she places her arches around my meat, squeezing them as tightly as possible.

For the next step, I instruct her to move both feet up and down rhythmically and gently, massaging my manhood. At the same time that I talk to her, I hold her pair of beauties between my hands and move them on my own as I explain to her how she should jerk me off. I also make sure that she understands that she shouldn’t stop unless I tell her to do it.

However, my path to pleasure is interrupted when the vampire decides to pause there, motionless, watching the way my cock pulsates and how my veins swell and shudder with each beat, just between the warm grip of the smooth bottoms of her feet.

It seems that somewhere deep within Shalltear Bloodfallen's mind, one of her wishes breaks the brainwashing spell that controls her; her thirst for blood. And my grown penis was full of it.

“You, despicable creature!” The woman gets up, boiling in anger, and with her eyes flashing like flames. “The fact that you touched me with that dirty piece of meat is unforgivable!” She repeatedly kicks me in the balls. “Ah! I can’t believe I let a pathetic human use me as his sex toy! Lord Ainz will definitely scold me!” She pulls her hair desperately. “But this is not over yet...” She grunts.

She looks down at me and lowers her foot onto my crotch, crushing my wood by putting her full weight on it and causing me to grimace. Her big toe is positioned over my glans while the length of her sole is resting on my log.

I can feel the extreme softness of her skin, despite the pain, which makes this whole situation pleasant enough to make me start leaking precum.

“You, piece of shit!” She ponders, hefty shoving the balls of her feet into my shaft, which causes me to flinch, briefly interrupting the flow of my sexual fluids. “How dare you continue your lewd behavior?”

As much as I am enjoying this experience, she is going too far, and I cannot allow her to destroy my tool. I rush to grab my trinket again and put it in front of her face.

Shalltear’s lips curl, uttering more insults against me. But in the end, she can't do anything against the piece of jewelry and the green light that caresses her mind, dulling her will.

This time the possession is faster, and without a single word, she lies down on her butt, wrapping my dick with her slender soles to slowly stroke it up and down. At first, her movements are somewhat monotonous, but soon she begins taking on a more active role.

“Is this what pleases the master?” She speaks with a flat tone when her toes reach my cock's head, wiggling around and getting soaked by more precum before they start to rub the upper part of my glans with quick and short tugs. “Judging by your face, I think it is…”

“I thought this Ainz guy you were talking about was the only one you cared about!” I mumble before frown and opening my mouth so widely that a loud whine escapes from it.

“Your naughty desire to have fun with my feet is intriguing enough to care about that Lord Ainz.” She responds as her toes sweep from side to side, just grasping the tip of my meat to squeeze it harder when I stop moaning. “You are my only lord now, and I live to please you…”

Having no intention to maintain composure, I outpour an angry blast of semen. My back arches from the ecstasy while her toes keep slipping around my rod. Not only they are impacted by the heavy load, but also the soles.

“How did that feel? Because you made a quite mess.” She teases me in an emotionless, weird way. “I am so pleased that I made you ejaculate that much, my master. I rejoice myself feeling your sticky and warm show of affection on my dainty feet.” She continues as her toes spread and scrunch, rubbing her soles with each other, spreading to the last corner of them all the content of my balls.

Now that the stickiness is all over her neatly pedicured nails and so, I get up quickly and walk away, carrying my pants under my arm. My flaccid member is flapping in the air, but I don't know how long the mind control lasts, and I'm not staying to find out either.

“No way ...Anon.” Shalltear Bloodfallen whispers to herself, staring blankly at the thick globs of my seed on top of her feet and between her toes, still dripping onto the dirt ground.

Before abandoning the underground hiding place and my comrades, I glance over my shoulder to see how the powerful vampire is left behind...

Do not lose hope!

Still working on the Shalltear pic and story. It should be ready in a couple of hours.