Blocking most of his teeth from directly reaching her skin, he could now relax his jaw muscles only to discover that, by extending his tongue as much as he did, he was involuntarily pushing her foot further down his mouth, almost making it touch the back of his throat.
And while she would carelessly play with her toes on his tongue, she would every now and then also lightly scrape his palate with her toe nails, causing him a very uncomfortable gagging sensation. But the entire episode was way too exciting and interesting for him to stop, so he did his best to suppress the instinct, so that she could enjoy herself at his expense.
Alexander was not the first boytoy Stephanie had. She loved breaking or using men however she deemed fit. She found it easier and easier to do it with time, the more experience and skills she gained at pushing them. Letting her sweaty toes soak into the mouth of a stranger was one of her ways of doing just that. Debasing and treating others as expandable objects felt…right to her. Of course, she would always enjoy this activity without remorse, but above all, it felt to her that this was how things should have actually been. And the more men she subdued to her wicked desires, the more this thought got cemented into her mind. Whatever willing men there were out there, they were for her to take advantage of. If it wouldn’t have been this way, she couldn’t have done all the things she did to every bastard that bent to her will.
By now she was pretty aware of what her victims felt or went through, since she had so many, and found exquisite pleasure in reacting to the personality of each. Those that would oppose her, would offer her great satisfaction when they would finally break down. Those that willingly submitted to her allowed her to experiment with whatever unhinged desires or ideas she had, without restraint. But those like Alexander, that neither rebelled, nor debased themselves obsessively, were her favorite ones.
No one is truly balanced, when you look profoundly at the way they live, the things they do and the choices they make everyday, but those keeping a neutral, natural approach to things were the closest she saw to what a balanced individual might have been. People that have a certain level of control over their lives, people that could amount to something. It was those “well-functioning” men that she found great pleasure in using. Taking someone who seems to live a normal life, who has a certain status in society, someone with no apparent obsessions and turning him into her pet, her property, she was always getting wet at the thought of twisting people’s lives like that. Rendering their entire existences to expandable instruments meant only for fulfilling her whims. It made her feel powerful. As one may imagine, such games always had to run their course, since regular human beings need to perform a lot of other tasks in order to survive. From means to make money, to socializing, to personal hobbies, to living a normal life.