Enslaved By Step-Mommy's Feet

Description: You’re not sitting on my couch—you’re on the floor, right where you belong, beneath me and beneath my perfect feet. i’ve had enough of your disobedience, thinking that just because you’re over 18 you can do what you want. this is my house now, your mother’s gone, and as long as you’re living here, you follow my rules. you’re lucky i’m even letting you stay. and now, look at you—are you seriously getting hard just from looking at my feet? maybe this is exactly what you were meant for… to serve your step-mommy, to worship and obey, to live at my feet and know your place.