I will crush you under my Birkenstock slippers from work ( Giantess Feet with Nurse MIstress Fiona ) - FULL HD wmv
Title: The Power of a Nurse's Birkenstock
As a patient in the hospital, you couldn't help but notice Nurse Mistress Fiona's feet. They were strong, confident, and always encased in her trusty Birkenstocks. You couldn't help but feel a stirring deep within you whenever she walked by, those big, sturdy soles pushing against the hospital floor.
One day, while she was working at the nurse's station, you caught a glimpse of her feet again. This time, she was wearing her Birkenstock slippers, the kind she wore when she finished her shift. Your heart raced as you realized she didn't know you were there, watching her feet with an intensity that made you feel both ashamed and powerless.
That powerlessness didn't last long. When Nurse Mistress Fiona noticed you staring at her feet, she recognized the effect she had on you. With a wicked glint in her eye, she approached you, her Birkenstocks making a soft slapping sound against the floor.
"I saw you looking at my feet," she hissed, leaning in close. "You're turned on by a nurse, aren't you?"
You couldn't deny it. The truth was out. And now, this beautiful, sexy blonde nurse knew just how helpless you felt in her presence.
"You're such a worm," she purred, her voice low and dangerous. "You think you can just stare at my feet all day? Well, let me show you what happens when you cross a nurse like me."
With that, she pulled her Birkenstock slipper off her right foot, revealing her bare, calloused heel. She brought it down hard against your chest, the sensation of her skin against yours sending shockwaves through your body.
"Ow!" you cried out, wincing in pain.
"That's just the beginning," she said, her voice cold as ice. "You're going to learn your place, little man. And it starts with me crushing you under my Birkenstock slippers."
Before you could even process her words, she was upon you again, this time raising her full weight onto one foot. You felt the pressure building as her Birkenstock slipper began to compress your body, squeezing the breath out of you.
"You're nothing but a worthless piece of filth," she growled, leaning down to meet your terrified eyes. "And I'm going to make sure you know it."
As she shifted her weight from one Birkenstock-clad foot to the other, you felt yourself being slowly crushed. Your vision began to blur, your limbs feeling heavy and numb. But even as you felt yourself slipping away, you couldn't help but feel an intense rush of arousal.
This was the power of a nurse's Birkenstock.
