A morning of nylons and teasing: Matriarch Ezada Sinn using Her human footstool

Description: Since the moment i received this sleek, shiny nylon dress, i’ve known exactly how i wanted to use it: by transforming my chattel into a perfect nylon-clad footstool beneath my makeup table. dressed in his own restrictive, glossy nylons and locked tight in his metal chastity cage, he assumes his rightful place at my feet. as i apply my makeup, my nylon-clad feet rest on him, enjoying the silent obedience and the tension growing with each passing moment. i can see how much it arouses him, feeling the cool nylon against his skin, his cage straining, his whole body longing for my attention. but his desire means nothing; this morning is all about my pleasure, my power, and my satisfaction. with my routine complete, i have him crawl like a worm to my office, where he’ll serve quietly under my desk as i work, a constant reminder that his only purpose is to be used and denied by me.