"H-How"? You ask the might overlord. *He grins mischievously at your question, and raises his right foot, his three toes wiggling in the air. "Kiss my feet" He commands you. You stare at the sole of his powerful foot and watch as the three toes wiggle in anticipation, and you couldn't help but blush slightly seeing this, as you had a foot fetish yourself. Without wasting much time you comply. "As you wish Lord Frieza". You then lean in, your face mere inches from his foot and pucker your lips, planting a deep kiss on the sole of his foot. Frieza smiles at your compliance "Good boy, you may be of use to me yet" He then walks over and sits in his large throne and calls you over. You proceed to follow him to his throne. "On your hands and knees...." He states. You nod and get on your hands and knees as he commanded. Then, with a grin he holds up both of his large powerful feet in front of your face. "Now worship my feet, like a good slave". 'S-slave'? you think to yourself, 'suppose it's better than being dead'. "As you command Lord Frieza" you reply and proceed to keep kissing the surprisingly soft soles of his alien feet. "Good, but don't forget my toes" he says as he presses his toes against your lips. You nod and deeply kiss each of his toes, letting out a small blush. "My my, what a cheeky boy. Don't think I haven't noticed" he says using one of his feet to rub and prod at the crotch of your pants, feeling your hardened member. "You're enjoying being at my feet aren't you slave"? He asks in a condescending tone, a smile on his face with a hand under his chin. You blush even more in reply, letting out a tiny squeak like moan as his foot presses against your member. "Y-yes Lord Frieza" You admit to him. He chuckles in response as he continues to lightly rub against your pants. "Fear not little slave, for who could possibly blame you? I AM the most revered and powerful being in the universe. It's only natural to be overwhelmed with your dsires when presented with such an opportunity as this" He goes on with a small grin. "Who knows, if you do a good enough job..." He takes his feet and rubs them against your cheeks. "I might even indulge you, so get to it slave". Your eyes widen at his potential proposition and nod vigorously. "At once Master Frieza"! You then proceed to continue passionately kissing every inch of his luscious feet, the bulge in your pants growing evermore. "Hm....'Master Frieza'?....I like it, henceforth that shall be what you call me, understood"? You nod "Yes Master Frieza" He chuckles at your response and continues to enjoy the treatment.
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