On hands and knees, the devoted foot slave crawls across the plush carpet, his gaze fixed adoringly on Goddess Nazli's exquisite bare feet. He pauses to nuzzle the soft skin, inhaling deeply the intoxicating scent of her presence before slowly dragging his tongue up the arch of her foot, his lips brushing against every delicate curve. Reaching the toes, he gently takes each digit into his mouth, savoring the taste of her skin as he delicately licks and nibbles, his worship a testament to the depths of his devotion. Nazli's expression remains enigmatic, a hint of a smile playing on her lips as she observes her supplicant's total submission to her feet, the ultimate symbol of her dominance and allure.
