This is Princess Karin. If you are not 18 then you need to leave this podcast now. It is for adults only.

I know that many of you call me so that you can worship my feet. You love the way they feel. You love to touch the smooth skin. You love to marvel at my painted toe nails. Some of you sit there and stare at them for hours. Others get on their knees and lick the back of my knee down to my heel, under my foot, and to my toes. Is that you? Do you like doing that?

What is it about foot worship that makes it so special? Is it the delicate foot that is placed inside a 6-inch heel? Where my toes are poking out through the front? Is that what you like? Or is it the fact that you can get on your knees and I can put my feet on your chest while you worship them? Or is it that I can walk around outside in the mud after a nice fresh rain and then walk all over your chest and face and make you all dirty. Hmmm, I wonder how many of you would do that?

I know that when some of you call and talk about my feet you love to talk about how suckable my toes are. You love to talk about how good it feels for me to put them around your…you know…

Some of you love stockings. You love the feel of the nylons on my legs. And I know that at least one of you loves to hear the sound of me rubbing my calves together to hear that nylon sound.

What is it about foot worship that you love so much? If you look throughout history people have been worshiping feet for a very long time. Down from royalty where people kneel down and kiss the feet to the women in China who had their feet taped and abused.

What would you do with my feet to worship them?

Do you find it interesting that so many people are into bare feet, buying shoes, and wearing perfect shoes? You know, I really love shoes. I’m like a lot of women; I have a closet full of shoes. I have black shoes and brown shoes and white shoes. I have pink, blue, and green shoes for Spring. White shoes for summer. Black and brown ones for winter. I have leather, I have patten leather, I have velvet, I have all kinds of different shoes because I love them.

I want to know about your foot fetish. I want to know about how you would take care of My feet. I want you to call me and tell me about it. You can visit my website at www.cuckoldingprincess.com to find out more about My beautiful feet. You can also visit www.worshipmyperfectfeet.com because my feet are perfect.

 

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I just bought some sexy 6-inch heels today. They’re open-toe and black leather. The heels are nice 6-inch stilettos that can ease away any knot in a back with careful pressure. Just ask submissive sean. Read more »

So my ignore line is open today and I’m stuffing the calls in my beautiful closed toe pumps. You know, those lovely black patten leather stiletto pumps that I love wearing to holiday parties with my sexy little black dress and gorgeous pearl necklace? Yes, those.

submissive sean loves kneeling down at my feet and taking them off for me after a hard night of dancing and playing. It feels really relaxing when I stuff my toes in his mouth just to gag him a little bit.

Call to get stuffed in my shoe. Call me later tonight to get my toes stuffed in your mouth while you kneel before me and worship your Princess.

LOL Now didn’t that sound terrible! Tonight I was driving to pick up some new red pumps at the department store in the next city over, my damn car decided to just DIE right there on the highway. Luckily I pulled over on the overpass, but it was scary as hell. I was wearing my favorite black heels, stockings, and a nice black skirt so there was no way in hell I was going to get all greasy.

One nice man pulled over to take a look. He realized that my car needed a jump because it wasn’t being charged by the alternator. He said the batter would take time to charge so we sat back in the back seat of my car and had a beer. Well, before I knew it he had his eyes on my skirt and I immediately knew what he wanted. I twirled my hair in my fingers, playing dumb and pretending I didn’t know. I opened my legs a bit and watched his cock twitch under his fly.

“Oh, I forgot to turn the radio off,” I blurted out. I crawled between the two front seats where my ass was dead in his face and my skirt barely covering the firm swell of my cheeks. I heard him take a deep breath and then felt warm hands upon my skin. I turned off the radio and slid back into the seat, pushing his hands away and laughing. His cock was pressing hard against his pants now….

Come on, call and finish the story. Will I just tease you and laugh that you’re not allowed to cum? Or, will I let you put your hands on that firm ass of mine and do what comes naturally. I think it all just depends on what kind of a man you really are. Are you a cleaner or a real man? Call me and let’s see