A flight attendant big Veiny Feet

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About a flight attendant giantess with big veiny feet that likes to foot smother her little husband after a 12 hour flight.

Chapter 1: Chapter 1

"I'm going to step on you," I warned the little man as he stood in my way. "I'm going to step on you and squish you like a bug."

His eyes widened in terror as I raised my foot to strike.I didn't strike though. Instead, I placed my foot on his chest and pushed down. He gasped in air as I put my weight down and then I felt his body give way under the pressure of my foot. My toes curled as I looked down at his face and saw fear staring back at me. "Do you want me to stop?" I asked breathlessly."No!" he gasped. "Please, please don't stop."

My toes curled as I stared at his tiny face. His eyes were begging me not to stop. I wanted to scream and cry and throw things. Instead, I took a deep breath and squared my shoulders.

Her feet had many veins and powerful tendons.I was going to do this for him. I was going to do this for us.

"No, don't stop," he whimpered. This is my husband. He is small and defenseless. I am a giantess and I need to prove to you that I am strong. Come with me and I will show you my strength.I put my left foot on his chest and my right on his back. My toes curled as I looked down at him and saw his face. He looked like a child compared to my giant feet. He was dwarfed by my size and it made me feel powerful. I could crush him with my bare feet and nobody would stop me."Stand still," I said to him as I pressed my foot down harder and harder until he stopped moving. His eyes were wide with terror as I stood over him for a moment and watched him try to backpedal away from my giantess feet. "Now I am going to sit and read while I watch TV. If you move, I will smother you. Got it? Don't move."

I felt his body shake as I pressed down harder and harder. He was trying so hard to stay still. "You are big and strong, you can handle it," I told him with a smile on my face. Her feet were very sweaty and a little smelly. She looked down and smiled at him under her feet. Do like they way they smell?I thought to myself as I watched him try to adjust to my size. Yes, I like the way they smell. She started rubbing his face between the arches of her feet and toes. "Oh, I want to smother your between the veins on my big feet and watch you squirm".He shuddered as she rubbed his face between her giant toes. His eyes closed tightly as she moved her feet up and down his body. He could feel her blood coursing through the many veins and tendons on her powerful feet. He felt the warmth of her feet against his body. I am going to melt. "I want to feel you grow weak under my feet," she said to him. "I want to see you struggle under my weight."

She was right. He was growing weaker and weaker under each minute. She smiled as he struggled to get his breath back.

"Now you know how I feel when you move around without my permission," she said to him. "Now you know why I ask you to stay still when I need to sleep."

Jenny was a flight attendant for a major airline and was very content at having a small man worship her hot sweaty feet after being in her shoes for 12 hours. It turned her on to torture a man like he was a small doll. I watched as she rubbed her giant feet on my face. She saw his eyes water as she rubbed them between her toes. This is what I want you to do every night from now on," she said to him. "Sit in my couch and read while I watch TV. If you move, I will smother you in my sleep.Got it?"

He nodded his agreement and I felt his body relax as he gave in to her demands. "Now, I need you to stand so I can get my book." He stood as she asked and she grabbed his arm and pulled him close to her. "Open your eyes and look at me when I tell you to, got it? so I can get my book." He stood as she asked and she grabbed his arm and pulled him close to her.

She was beautiful. Her hair was long and blonde and tied into a tail at the base of her neck. Her eyes were big and brown and filled with life. She was wearing a tank top and a tight skirt that showed off her shapely legs. I could see her nipples through the thin fabric and I wondered what they looked like without the top. She stood up on the bed towering over him shifting her wight back and forth on the bed. "Now I am going to step on you to put you in your place". "You need to be walked-on, and trampled".She stepped on his chest and then his belly and then his thighs. Terrified yet exhilarated, he stared up at her as she walked on him like he was a piece of paper. She stopped when she reached his face and put her foot on his chest forcing him to look at her.The fear in his blue eyes matched hers making their connection complete. As she stepped onto him again and again, feeling more power surge within herself. He could feel her veins and tendons on her feet press down on him with ease, while the pungent smell of her feet covered his body. He was becoming more and more submissive under her feet. A shuddering chill ran across his spine causing goosebumps all over his skin. Even though there wasn't any air conditioning in our room, even the sound of the fan was drowned out by the humid air and the stench of her feet.The scent of her foot sweat and veiny feet wafted from beneath her and all he could think about was taking those sweet smelling soles firmly between his teeth and sucking them clean. "Suck my toes, baby," she said to him. "Lick the sole of my foot and I might let you cum.Just don't make me stop until I say so."His tongue darted out eagerly tasting the sweet fleshy part of one of her great toe nails before being pulled away by her foot. She all of a sudden straddled him and put her feet on his shoulders. "Do you want me to ride you, baby?Or should I just use these gorgeous feet to walk all over you until you give up everything you have ever known?".His answer pleased her greatly. " Ride me, goddess.' Please, my lady. Show me your strength." She straddled him and pressed her feet firmly into his face. "Now hold still while I take control of your body.I need you to stay calm while I put my feet all over you. I need you to let me feel you grow weak under my feet. I can do that, my lady. Just tell me what you want and I will give it to you. I will let you feel my strength as I control you with my feet and my body.And if you are brave enough, maybe I'll allow you to touch me...just barely..." His voice trailed off as she tightened the grip of her feet on him. I want you to stop being a man and become a slave to my feet. That means no more control over your body. I will decide what you do and when you do it.You are only allowed to follow my instructions and please, never try to escape or fight against my domination because if you did, I would smother you completely under my foot. He groaned at her words and tried to buck her off, but she was having none of it. In fact, she tightened her grip on his body and used her height to her advantage.Every time he thought he had found some relief, she would find another way to crush him further.

I want you to beg me to stop. I want you to plead with me to stop. Then I will stop and you will be my footstool for the rest of the night. Do you understand? He groaned again and tried to move, but she tightened her grip on his body and used her foot to keep him still. "My lady, I promise I won't try to run away. I won't try to fight you. You can trust me." Her smile widened and her eyes gleamed evilly. "Good boy.

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