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Beneath Your Feet

Beneath Your Feet

Prostrate I look up at your feet
Dangling mere inches from my face.
They’re beautiful and though petite,
Contrive to keep me in my place.

I don’t know what I’m meant to do,
And so bespelled wait your command.
Who knew just one high heeled shoe
Could capture and leave me unmanned?

“I need a footstool lift your neck,”
I hear you softly say to me.
I raise my head and genuflect,
I’m just your footstool now I see.

I know some think this is abuse,
But it’s my joy to be of use.

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Aristotle seeking Phyllis

Aristotle, a volunteer service sub at FemdomU Magazine, has recently embraced his true identity as a submissive. With a passion for music and poetry, he finds his deepest satisfaction in service, especially in traditionally subservient tasks like cleaning and organizing, primarily for women. This work deepens his connection to his intrinsic nature. Aristotle channels his experiences and emotions into poetry, using each verse to document his personal transformation. Magazine readers can anticipate regular insights from Aristotle through his reflective essays and poignant poetry. View Full Profile

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