Miss Jessica Hyde and Foxtress have two cages, each with a sub in.
Each sub is tied by the balls to the back of the cage. This means if they are to pull forward, say to try to worship feet, it will bring pain to the balls.
Equally, if the ladies happen, to, well, pull on the tie – same result.
One sub is tied to his cage by the nipples. Meaning pull or movement brings pain. While the other is cuffed awkwardly, making movement very restrictive.
Being lured by the shoes and feet of the two beautiful ladies, it is going to bring pain and strain as they try to get the feet they so reward.
For extra hilarity. When the two subs are defeated in pain. Their cage doors are opened, and they are welcome to try to get out.
The ladies laugh and taunt as the two defeated subs try to get themselves free.
The group of boys are confined in small, cramped cages, unable to observe the captivating scene taking place outside of their limited view. They are missing out on a tantalizing treat.
Foxtress, dressed in latex, desires her outfit to be gleaming and Miss Jessica Hyde volunteers to shine it to perfection. With her bare hands, she applies pressure and friction to the latex, arousing both ladies as she works. “The towel isn’t just for spilled lube!” Miss Jessica Hyde exclaims.
As an onlooker, you are privy to the sight the boys were unable to witness: the seductive process of latex being lustrously polished.
You know when subs just don’t seem to learn. Previously, this one asked Foxtress for a sandwich – she did make him a sandwich, but with lots of extra and unpleasant ingredients.
Now he has interrupted her talk with Goddess Cleo to ask about a cup of tea.
So she does make him a cup of tea. But instead of brewing a teabag, or tea leaves, she brews her socks. And, of course, we know how sweaty Foxtress gets her socks.
The shock and horror as he drinks this brewed drink of sweat and stench… “I can’t drink this” he says. So, Foxtress produces a funnel and pours it straight into his mouth – no choice but to gulp it down.
Foxtress has two subs; Rosarosebud and Eyemblacksheep. They’ve been tasked with worshipping her feet and helping her relax.
Although, it feels relaxing might not be an option.
The two simultaneously remove her trainers and then get a shock. She has two pairs of socks on.
The two are confused and ask why there’s two pairs of socks, “none of your business”
They proceed anyway. Upon removing the first pair of socks, eyemblacksheep takes a sniff of her socks – this wasn’t part of the instructions!
The two subs seem to constantly get in trouble with these simple instructions. This results in Rosa being denied access to the feet, unless she begs, something she hates – and blacksheep is punished by gagging on her feet, something he hates.
The two pairs of socks have made the feet very sweaty as there is some massaging, sniffing and worship amongst the chaos.
A rather fun clip with the three all bouncing off each other.
Foxtress likes to put subs to use while she rests.
Today she is using her sub as a foot rest while she eats crisps and consumes an Energy Drink.
She happens to be wearing some rather spiked boots. She doesn’t really care about the subs moans and complaints that as she rests, the spikes dig into him – his job is to be useful and that, right now, means being her foot rest.
For some back story… the socks Foxtress is wearing are on for their third day of wear. Another sub had requested some well worn socks and knew she would be wearing them to a film day.
The sub is a pervert for sweaty feet – and – there’s been many previous incidents involving his face/mouth and Foxtress’ socks (both on and off camera – the two really do have genuine rapport)
So, it’s time for Foxtress to have fun with her socks and the sub.
She has a plastic bag and places it over the subs head, with the socks tucked in.
This means, as she tightens the bag, his gasps for air only breathe in the stench from the socks.
Despite being a fan of sweat, he complains this is too much – which makes it even more fun for Foxtress!
To add to things, Foxtress decides to vape. She blows in the vapour into the bag also – which means he’s also rebreathing her air and all of the fruity vapour – a real mix of senses.
It’s hilarious to see the bag fill with the haze of the vapour.
Certainly an intense way of playing with scents as well as with breath control.
Foxtress has some brand new, never been worn – never been worshipped – Pleaser Boots.
She also has a pair of dirty, well worn, battered, old, manky, trainers.
The sub is going to have the, ahem, pleasure of worshipping one of these.
To decide which he gets, Foxtress has a simple and fun game. She will place her foot in his mouth (I mean, he is a foot fetishist, so it’s like a reward in itself already). If he can keep it there for 15 seconds without gagging or spitting her foot out it’s the boots, if he fails it’s the trainers.
However. There is a catch.
Foxtress is wearing socks that have been worn for the past few days. Someone has purchased her worn socks and she is in the process of wearing these. The buyer being very aware they were going to be used on this film day.
They are sweaty, they are minging, they are unpleasant. She will make him gag on her sweaty socks.
While the sub thinks he can do this, it’s very apparent that the taste and smell is overwhelming. He fails very quickly.
Foxtress gives him another chance, whether this is a treat/surprise as it’s his birthday – or because she wants to see him suffer on the other foot, well, he is visibly nauseous when he fails yet again.
So the trainers it is.
Suspecting/hoping he would lose, Foxtress has been wearing these trainers when she has had to go outside for a cigarette. It was a really wet miserable day and she had been stomping in the mud in the garden and extinguishing the cigarettes below the sole. There is grass and a leaf. She is going to take delight as he tries to clean with his mouth and tongue.
He struggles with all of the dirt, getting these clean just becomes impossible as the dirt is just moved around – this just makes Foxtress laugh at how ridiculous he is. First, a gag on sweaty socks, then cleaning mud from utterly filthy trainers.