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Sole Control: Late Night TV
🕑 Added 2025-09-24 16:38:49 +0000 UTCIt was 12:30 am and you'd been staying up late playing video games. Your wife was already in bad, half asleep, and watching TV.
She'd promised you some fun time if you came to bed early, but one match led to another and another and time just slipped away.
As you entered you bedroom, you asked gently, "Hey, you still up for anything?"
She groaned at you angrily. "I was three hours ago. You gotta learn to choose your priorities."
"Well, can I have your feet? I can do all the work and you can just rest." you replied hopefully.
"No! You don't get to indulge your fetish every time you neglect my needs."
You were disappointed, but this wasn't the first time you had to use the nuclear option. You pulled out your phone and opened the Sole Control app. You clicked on the photo of your wife and soon her eyes opened wide before glazing over. Her jaw slackened.
"Sole Control activated." she droned.
You pushed some more buttons and soon her feet started flexing and scrunching. You pressed your face into her warm, vanilla scented soles. You were pretty tired, so you decided this would just need to be a quicky.
You pushed another button and soon her feet started alternating up and down. You positioned yourself where her feet brushed up against your lap. She remained expressionless as you pressed up against her more. The movements were a little clunky, but the sensation was still exhilarating. You'd have to fine tune things more later.
She usually complained about having to do this, and maybe one day you'd change her expression to where it looked like she was having fun, but for now, a foot puppet was hot enough.
As you finished, you looked at the time. You really needed to get some sleep. You rolled off the bed, went in for one last sniff of her toes and pressed one last button. Her soles stopped moving and her body went limp as she went into a deep sleep.
You'd have to play around with the app more and see what else you could command your wife and her obedient feet to do, but that's a tale for another time.
