Alisa kneels before the girl, her eyes locked on the delicate, bare feet before her. The girl's slender toes are painted a vibrant red, the color a stark contrast to the porcelain skin surrounding them. Alisa's tongue darts out, tracing the curves of the instep as she begins to worship the feet with a reverence usually reserved for sacred relics. She licks and kisses each toe, her warm breath sending shivers up the girl's leg as she works her way along the arch, the sensitive skin responding eagerly to her ministrations. The girl's breath hitches, her hips twitching as Alisa's tongue delves into the crevices between her toes, the sensation both humiliating and exhilarating. Alisa's hands caress the girl's calves, her fingers kneading the soft flesh as she continues her oral devotion, determined to bring the girl to the brink of ecstasy through the simple act of foot worship.
