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Therapy Session with a Dominating 6ft Queen
The room was dimly lit, and the air was thick with anticipation. You walked in nervously, taking a seat across from the 6ft Queen who observed you intently. She smiled, her long legs crossed under the desk, and a hint of amusement in her eyes.
"I understand you have a foot addiction," she said in a calm, soothing voice that belied the power she possessed. "It's time to get to the bottom of this issue."
Testing Your Limits
She began by asking you about your fantasies, her voice taking on a deeper, more seductive tone. You found yourself lost in the hypnotic rhythm of her words, your cock starting to stir beneath your clothes.
"That's right," she purred. "You're reacting just as I thought you would."
She leaned forward, her breasts grazing the desk as she reached into a box. From it, she pulled out a pair of high heels, the kind only a giantess like her could wear. She placed them on the desk, inviting you to imagine what it would feel like to worship at her feet.
"Now," she said, her voice taking on a commanding tone. "Take off your shoes and socks."
You hesitated, but the power in her voice compelled you to obey. Slowly, you unlaced your shoes and pulled off your socks, exposing your bare feet to the cool air.
The Test Begins
The Queen studied your feet for a moment, her gaze making you feel both vulnerable and aroused. Then, she leaned forward and placed one of her massive feet against your chest, pinning you to the chair.
"This will test your limits," she said, her breath warm against your skin. "If you can handle this, we'll move on to the next step."
As she spoke, she began to massage your feet, her toes digging into your soles in just the right way to send shivers of pleasure up your spine. You couldn't help but moan softly, the feeling too intense to resist.
The Ultimate Challenge
The Queen smiled, a predatory glint in her eyes. She knew exactly how to push you to the edge. She lifted her other foot off the ground, dangling it tantalizingly close to your face.
"Would you like to taste my foot?" she asked, her voice dripping with sensuality.
You nodded eagerly, unable to believe the situation you found yourself in. As you leaned forward to take her foot in your mouth, she lowered her heel, pressing it against your forehead, pushing you down onto your knees.
"That's it," she purred, her foot now resting on your face. "You're mine to control."
Conclusion
As the session came to a close, the Queen sat back in her chair, surveying you with satisfaction. She had pushed you to your limits and found you wanting. But she also knew that deep down, you were addicted to the power and the pleasure she could give you.
"I'll be in touch," she said, her voice a whisper of dominance. And with that, she stood up, towering over you, and left the room.
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