Foot Cuck Hubby

I hope you’re getting used to your new cage at the foot of our bed, the bed you and I bought together that I now share with my boss. That’s right, you’re just the fat foot cuck and I’m fucking a real man now. You’ll massage our feet while we cuddle and we expect breakfast in the morning. And since he can’t be here with me now why I don’t I give him a call just to remind him of how much I love him.
Go on and tell your master hello. Tell him how you’d love to be dressed in a stiff tux serving us drinks on vacation and how you’d fly in the cargo hold just to afford our first class tickets. Wow, you are such a fat fucking loser.