My threadbare socks are all that remain between me and the lustful gaze of those who crave the sight of sweaty feet and hairy chests in tandem with the raw power of a chainsaw.

Not everyone is worthy of my attention, but since you've followed me, I’ll grant you a chance to prove your devotion.

Are you ready to kneel? To serve? To worship? Because those who truly belong under me know this isn't just a fantasy—it's a privilege.

Step forward, send me a message, and show me why you deserve to please your King. And if you impress me? I might just reward you with a taste of what only the most devoted get to experience.

💰 Tribute. Worship. Obey. Earn your place at my feet. DM me now.

As you worshipped my masculine feet by the tranquil lake, their wrinkles told tales of countless miles walked and years lived

The scent of leather and sweat from his boots mingled with the musky aroma of my hairy chest, a heady combination that sent shivers down my spine as I thought about wielding that roaring chainsaw together.