10, 11, 12... her feet twitch. 13, 14... her mouth murmurs. You count the discipline, but what excites you is the look on her face when she begs for another. Tsubame Amai waits for the next correction, her feet exposed. The fishnet catsuit reveals her most sensitive spots. The whip touches her soles in a rhythm that's hard and exquisite. She murmurs and begs: "Don’t stop." The discomfort doesn’t overpower her. It opens her. Her body quivers, but her feet remain offered. Amamiya exerts her control over Tsubame Amai, guiding and stimulating her with precision. She adores her feet in worship. With a wet, daring tongue, she traces her toes, her arches, her bound ankles. Between touches and adoration, Amai surrenders. She drips, quivering... as if discomfort had led her to a climax. Would you offer her relief... or another correction? Would you mark her soles, or yield and adore them? Want to know what happens when Amai looks at her Domme with trembling feet? Watch it now. (241106_11)