Continued from: Foodie Porn
A term I'm quite familiar with and I'm just as savory! Just sayin'. Haha
I digress. This post is not about me this time, it's about my beautiful and sexy fiancée Summer, and her growing number of fans.
What started as a naughty but innocent revenue stream, when Summer would occasionally sell her worn nylons after a flight, has turned into a complete empire of capitalism.
Have you ever seen a Pickle Barrel menu? It's like 38 pages long. It's like trying to read Great Expectations, all while a server looms over you, wondering why it's taking so long to decide.
Well my little Summer, provides so many delicious options to her fans and clients, that it would rival any 38-page menu from the Picky-B.
Cassandra helped, with her knowledge of social media, combined with the new area I built for her in the Facility 2.0, the feet people are on the brink of banging down our door.
My personal favourite, is a service she offers where a fan of hers just books the room, for a maximum of thirty minutes. Summer doesn't even have to be there! It's crazy. We don't film or ask questions about what the person may be doing in this room. These are predominately all males who are NOT in chastity devices...if you catch my drift....ahem.
They also have to consent to be searched on the way out, to ensure they have not stolen any of her shoes, socks or nylons.
Sissy Kaylee comes in and does a deep clean of the space, after it has been rented, just in case.
The business model is very much like a resort mentality, or the Disney business model. You've rented the space for thirty minutes, which is NOT cheap, oh but wait, you can also:
- Add a souvenir to your existing booking, take home one of Summer's socks - $20.00
- Take home a photograph of Summer's bare feet and toes - $25.00
- Take home Summer's toenail polish - $35.00
- Leave with her most recently worn pantyhose - $55.00
And so on, and so on...escalating all the way up to premium packages, which of course, you first need to be a premium member. Enter the streaming service business model, who $12.99 per months you to death. Premium services then include:
- Feet sniffing - $100
- High heel sniffing - $100
- Toe sucking - $200
- Full foot worship, toes, soles, ankles - $250
- Masturbating onto her feet (there's a catch with this one though) - $300
- Have Summer give you a footjob - $350
All of this, THEN take a souvenir home too!
The items have been worn by Summer for various lengths of time in various circumstances. Athletic socks, stockings, knee socks, sneakers, high heels, sandals, you name it. It's all for sale with a premium membership.
White, Under Armour athletic socks, worn for a 1-hour workout or run, is there a cost difference between these and say, suntan pantyhose worn for a 12-hour flight in her heels? Oh hell yes there's a price difference!
It all kinda happened when Cassie and I created a more professional site for her, a pay-site that also required a membership. Within this pay-site was an online auction. This worked very well for awhile.
After Summer moved in with me and decided she'd help with the clients and dual-Domme sessions, Cassie started to leak little hints on Summer's social medias that she was a practicing Dominatrix now, working alongside me.
Suddenly, her fans who had spent years, following her pictures and purchasing her nylons, could actually meet her. They could be groveling on their hands and knees at the base of this stool, waiting for that first moment she begins to bob a heel off one of her feet and offer it to the silly male.
She'll point and snap her fingers, directing the male's nose into the heel. He'll obey willingly.
This view from this vantage point with the high-heel bob off the toes, is apparently like crack-cocaine!
Ladies, if you want to find the potentially submissive man in the room, some day you're with a bunch of people, in a large meeting, or in a classroom setting or conference...try the heel-bob. Hosiery and heels is best but bare and heels works too.
Be dainty, be feminine, look as though you're in charge, then go for the toe-dangle and gentle bob. Once you've thrown out the bait, watch for the person in the room who is laser-focused on your feet. Quick little glances, trying to look away but keeps sneaking looks back, completely mesmerized.
That's likely your submissive...
You've captured their gaze, they're frozen. They can't look away.
Be their Medusa. Turn those silly males to stone!
Mistress Andrea
xoxo
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