{SUBLIMINALS}
(Foot Fetish Curse & Cerebral Footjob Subliminals)
Foot Freak~

I know what you are~…
And I think you do, too~
Something happens inside of your silly little brain when you see… smell… or even think… of Feet~
Like a switch, flipping on in a fraction of a second…
Feet~… Flood your senses~
Feet~… Fuck your pussy-mind~
Feet~… Fill your head~
Feet~… Filch all of your attention~
Feet~… Feel sooo good~
Just looking at them… Sends your mind on a fantasy-fueled journey… Thinking… Sensing… Feet… All around you… All over you… Feeling you… Rubbing you… Pinning you down…
It’s something you want~
Feet… Filling you… Holding you… Petting you…
It’s something you crave~
Something you need~
Just the sight… (Triggers you)
Just the thought… (Triggers you)
Mommy’s Feet~ (Flip the switch)
Turn you on~ (On)
You know what that makes you~
You do~~

Don’t you think feet look nice~?
Do you like watching the toes spread wide open for you~? Instead of legs~
Or maybe… Squishing together instead… To squeeze into a pretty pair of strappy stilettoes~?
Accentuating the arch~… Teasingly exposing a lot~… But not everything~
Like a dominatrix outfit for feet~
Teasingly revealing~…. Just enough… But not everything~
Because bare feet can be a bit much, don’t you think~?
Dirty… Tired… Lint-covered soles… That demand to be cleaned~
Smooth skin… Freshly washed… Red, manicured toe-nails… The polish, chipping slightly around the edges…
Soles that stretch from smooth, to wrinkled… Smooth, to wrinkled…
There’s a lot to notice~
To appreciate~…
Maybe you already get overwhelmed with lust at the mere sight of…. Socks… Stockings…. Shoes… Boots~
Is that true~?
Do you really get throbby at the sight of all things feet related~?
Do you know what that means~?
What that makes you~?
You have to~

You also like the sounds they make… Isn’t.. that.. right~?
The fleshy pattering, as they walk across the floor~…
The sound of heels… Click, click, clicking…
Signifying a powerful presence… Approaching… Or simply passing by….
Just.. Like.. Your mind…
Wandering…
Lustful thoughts in your head, inspired by these sounds you Love~
Lubed up soles, stroking a nice hard cock… Slipping it in between the toes… Using them to grip and pinch… Feeling around for the spots that make you flinch and whimper~
Those nice, sensual sounds…
You can’t deny their pleasantness in your ears~… And therefore… Your mind~
Lingering so pleasurably… Conjuring thoughts you enjoy so very much~
Sounds… And thoughts… Sexy sounds… Sexy.. thoughts…
And it is this immediate connection…. Feet… Their noises… And arousal…
That makes you a….
You know what~

Because you also like the smell, don’t you~?
The natural, unmistakable musk of feet~
Even if they’re clean… They will always smell like feet~
It is a reliable constant~… It’s comforting… Consistent…
It is a feature, not a bug~
It’s what makes them what they are~
It’s not a bad smell~
It’s a very unique smell~
Personal… Intimate… Strong… Dominant… Oppressive… Just the way you like it~
It is a feature that is meant to be worshipped~
Savored~
Appreciated… Admired~
An object of lust… obedience… love… And obsession~
Lust… For feet… Lust… For that unique musk~
Obey… For feet… Obey… Think about that special, personal scent~
Love… Feet… Love… The sexy, intimate smells~
Obsess~… Over feet… Obsess… Over that strong, dominant, oppressive… Foot-musk~
You can let it infiltrate those little nostrils~
It’s okay~
You can fantasize about sniffing shoes~
It’s what makes you what you are~
You can admit it to yourself~
I encourage it~

Fantasize… About soaking in that overbearing smell~… Unable to smell anything else~
Following the hot, steamy goodness~… Straight to the source~
You’d love that, wouldn’t you~? To be lucky enough… For Mommy’s Feet… To grace your tongue~..
To taste them~… To worship them~… To kiss them~… To lick them~… To make out with them~…
Sliding your dripping tongue over the skin… In between each and every toe… Sucking on them like the good little slut you are~
Suck, suck, sucking… To make Mommy feel so good~
To relish the flavor~
To imprint it onto your tongue… You’d like that a lot~..
To remember that flavor forever~
Yes, you’d like it very much~
And what does that make you~?
What does slurping on toes make you~? Hm~?
What do you call someone who wishes… Dreams… Of swiping their flat, wide tongue up the bottom of Mommy’s Feet~? From heel to toe~…
Perhaps you can almost taste it now~
As if all this dreaming and yearning has conjured what you desire more than anything~ (Phantom Feet)
It’s okay to admit it~
This singular interest… Obsession… For feet~
The body part you most want to taste~
To worship with your needy, subby tongue~

To feel~.. To touch~
Not just with your tongue… But all over your body~
A heel, pinning your shirt to the ground… A boot, crushing the side of your head…
Two bare, naked, feet… Gently holding your face~…
Toes, tucking hair behind your ears… Covering your mouth to shush you… As they slide down your body… Down your neck… Your shoulders… Your chest… The sides of your waist…
As if your body isn’t worthy of this sensual touch… Unless it’s the very lowest part of a woman’s body~
Mommy’s Feet~
The lowest part of her body… But still higher than you~
Always above you…
Keeping you down… Dangling before your eyes… Keeping you down in your place~
But the pleasure of feeling them… Getting to touch them… In your own special way… is more than enough to keep you happy, isn’t it?
As long as you think… Dream… Fantasize… Crave… Feet~….
They’ll be with you~ (Phantom Feet)
Mommy’s Feet~

You have five senses~… Put them to use~
See feet… Hear feet… Smell feet… Taste feet… Feel feet~
(Phantom feet)
All senses…
Always with you
Mommy’s Feet~… Phantom feet~…
Blessing your eyes… Your ears… Your nose… Your tongue… Your skin~
There is no attention left for anything but feet
Mommy’s Feet~… Phantom feet~…
Your sexuality…
Mommy’s Feet~… Phantom feet~…
You are a bona fide Footsexual~
You cannot deny it… When Mommy’s Feet activate that little switch in your brain that floods your body with such strong feelings~
Arousal~… Lust~… Acceptance… Obey~… Admiration… Desire… Love~… Focus… Obsess~
There’s no hiding it… Even from yourself~
Mommy’s Feet~… Phantom feet~…
See them… Hear them… Smell them… Taste them… Feel them~
Mommy’s Feet~… Phantom feet~…

You know what that makes you~
You do~~
It makes you a Foot Freak~

Go on~
You can admit it~
Say it~

“I’m a filthy foot freak~”

Again~
(“I’m a filthy foot freak~”)
You’re a filthy foot freak~

Mhm~