There's this fantasy I've been having. In it I operate a sort of reverse foot salon, where foot fetish guys pay to worship my feet.
I see myself sitting in the nail salon chair. You know, the special one with the built in massage functions. Except the footbath is replaced by a cushioned headrest; this is where the "customer" lies with his head directly under my feet. He's allowed to press his face against my feet...to kiss, lick, suck...even gnaw on my heel calluses. Until his time is up.
He's naked except for a towel. And he is allowed to keep his hands under the towel, and do as he likes there, so long as his lewd behavior does not draw my attention. If it does, watch out! That's why I keep my riding crop handy and I don't hesitate to use it to chastize masturbatory misbehavers.
Holy FUCK sometimes I long for a foot-slave.