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What is it like being a slave to Lajana. And also what are my chances?

I hate it. I only do it because it’s an opportunity potentially wasted.

You have no chance. I’ve seen your posts about your neighbour. Jana will kill you. And she says you picked Amber too. Not sure why you’d do that. Especially when I know she gave you ample warning

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Does @lajana48 feet actually smell like cheese?

Yeah

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8 people voted for me!!!

Fuck sake. Quite literally still shook up over last weekend! I don’t know where I stand. Is she trying to make me a permanent foot boy?

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Might as well make my own foot fetish studio at this point

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All I can smell is feet still. Work was horrible

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Am I a foot slave now?

I don’t think I have any followers but to anyone that may see this. I have been dominated by the same lady twice now and she is also teasing me for a third go. She refuses to let anyone else near her feet apart from her actual foot slave and now me. I don’t know what I am or how to feel. You would think after 2 sessions with her, I would be used to her but I’m not. If anyone sees this. Please give some wisdom

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My name is Telepathicoctopus and this weekend I was @lajana48 foot bitch

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Would you ever smell Lajana48 feet again

No way. They smelled like horrible cheese and I hated it. She didn’t show me any remorse

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My experience with @lajana48

Woke up as anyone would. A little excited. But also nervous. So nervous I was almost sick and genuinely thought about not turning up. But honestly, I did it because I think people know who I am on here and I didn’t fancy getting hate, getting tagged by Jana and stuff.

I got in my car to head to hers. I made sure I left in good time as if I was late, she warned there’d be extreme breath play and I have the lung capacity of someone with asthma. I arrived and parked in her street. The first thing I did was smell the air as I got out of the car. She said the smell got into her neighbourhood but I was having trouble identifying anything that described her feet. Maybe I got a hint of it but I don’t know if that was something else.

I made it to her glass porch door and rang the bell. It took a few moments but I saw movement approach. Now I was shit scared as I was at the point where there was no return. She opened the door and there she was. The lady from the internet. Tall, major red hair and German. She smiled and welcomed me in. She was wearing these black shoes that were fairly thick looking. Couldn’t tell you what they were. The smell of her house was quite strong in air fresheners but I got a hint of something rather musky. That could only be her feet overpowering the clean air. She offered me a drink which I said yes and then I used the bathroom. She locked all the doors behind me and pulled all the curtains shut. I couldn’t believe how real this was becoming. She waited for me on her phone outside the bathroom. As I came out, she put her phone away, asked if I was ready and got me to follow her into her living room. She had funky wallpaper patterns and all of the furniture had been pushed to the side. I turned to her sofa area and there it was. An arsenal of equipment which would restrict me by the sofa. I was quite literally shaking at this point and she even noticed I was quite pale. I looked around and saw candles lighting the room slightly and pictures of her with friends and family’s.

She asked if I was ready one last time which I nodded to. She picked up a roll of cling film and started wrapping my body in it from head to toe. Multiple times. She got through like 3 whole rolls. Next came the really scary part. She opened the wooden smother box and helped me lay my head down in it as I was wrapped. She locked it closed and pumped the pillow so my face was peering out. As soon as I was in it, she pulled my body under her sofa so that my head in the box was literally at the bottom of it. The final thing she did was tear off 4-5 pieces of long duct tape and put it on my mouth. She stroked my cheek with her red fingernails. She was really grinning and almost mocking me all the way saying how scared I was.

She got up, left the room and closed the door behind her. I heard her go upstairs and close another door up there. I lay on my own in the candle lit living room. I did try my luck to see just how restricted I was. I couldn’t break anything free at all. Tried all my strength. Nothing.

Here we go. I heard the clomping of heels upstairs. They started walking downstairs slowly. Eventually the door opened and her footsteps drew closer as she shut the door behind her. Eventually she got in my eye line and she had a stern dominant face on. Staring into my soul. She had changed. She was now wearing a pretty hot black skirt. And she was now wearing high heels. She took a seat over me still liking into my eyes. She used her feet still in her heels to gently stomp on my chest, as she sat. It wasn’t enough to hurt. Just play. I thought I was quite crazy how her famous feet were now technically on my body. She stomped both heels either side of the smother box near my head. Now I could smell her a little bit. Extremely musky. I pulled a slight frown as the smell wasn’t exactly pleasant.

The moment of truth. She slipped both heels off to reveal her bare feet which she held inches away from my face. She had the sexy red toes but instantly my face was hit with one of the most putrid foul smells I’ve ever witnessed from a human. She pressed both feet down onto my face and that was it. I instantly couldn’t take it and almost thought I was gonna be sick. Both were stupidly sweaty and I could feel her toes tapping in my forehead. It was hard to hear but she was now laughing as I was screaming through the tape. I wriggled my body as I struggled to breathe properly. I was basically in tears. It was a horrible smell. Her feet were mega thick. Felt like my face was deep in there. As expected. She gave no sympathy and let me have no clean air all session. I couldn’t properly see the soles of her feet as everything was just black and dark. I see the vague resemblance of her foot though. She instructed I sniffed deep. I refused and she just laughed. There were points where I had to sniff her toes and somehow they were even worse smelling than her soles. She scrunched her toes around my nose as I saw red in my peripheral vision. It’s a shame as I couldn’t admire how sexy she looked. She basically did all this for hours. She drank wine, watched TV, listened to music. Everything. At one point she got in the phone and started to talk to a few of her friends. She mentioned how she had someone under her “If they knew what she meant” and eventually. She sealed the conversation off with see you shortly.

About 15 minutes passed and the door bell went. She got in her heels and walked quickly to the door. I didn’t think anything of it. All that I was thinking off was the smell that is now attached to my face and in my nose. I really didn’t want Jana to get back on me. You would think the smell would go eventually. Nope. It did not. She came back through with someone. It was one of her girl friends who was also pretty tall. She was very gothic looking. Jana took her seat again and removed her heels. Her feet went straight back onto my face but she barely acknowledged my existence. The two ladies talked and just ignored me. Her friend pulled up a chair at the other side of my head and I could hear her unzip her boots to remove them to the side. Didn’t think anything of it though. I already knew no matter what happened, I was suffering through the worst of it right now.

Her friend did get a little involved for a few minutes as her friend got her feet on me. Honestly. I didn’t like her her friends feet looked. They were really dirty and she had hard calloused soles. Jana got back onto me and yeah. She just continued to smush my face for the rest of the session. We came to the end of it after about 10 hours. Jana slowly lifted her feet up to reveal an absolute mess of my face. Both ladies sniffed my face and laughed as they said that I smelled just like her feet. She asked me to describe the smell of her feet as she put it near my face. It was still extremely foul. It’s almost as if the smell didn’t go at all. But I took the sniff and yes. I can vouch. Behind the putridness of it, they smelt very cheesy. Not sure how to explain it but I get it.

She finally released me from my tomb as I was free to go. She saw me out and everything. Her and her friend were about to head out for the night anyway. I got in my car all shaken up and stiff and just sat there for an hour with the seat rolled down. The smell was covered in my face and I was just trying to come to terms with what happened. I was shaking still. And she does this to her footboy don’t forget! This is something he has to handle regularly!!!!!!

lucky or not. I’ll let you all be the judge of that. She let me keep a souvenir of a pair of her worn socks and then I was on my way. It is now the morning after as I type this. And the smell has not gone. I’ve just looked at a lot of her pictures (especially the POV’s) and I can’t tell you how accurate it is. That’s how it looks when she’s on top of you! And now I have the smell in my nose, I can put the 2 and 2 together! So if you ever wonder what it’s like to have her on top of you. Admire those PoV photos. I can’t tell you how real they look.

Being my first session, had it put me off feet? No. I’m curious to see what the world has to offer now. If I can survive her. I think I can enjoy others

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This photo is probably one of the more relatable ones to my experience. Exact same polish, exact same positions we were in. Same spot in her house. Just her feet were a lot closer and bigger

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First opinions on Lajana

I finally met her. Can’t believe it’s actually happened as for a start I’ve never actually met someone from the internet before. Especially a foot model! So what happened. I got off my bus and saw ahead on a bench a bunch of people but instantly one person stood out. It was her. She was on her phone so I didn’t initially see her face but she had extremely red hair. I approached her and she looked up and smiled. She gave me a hug and asked how I was doing. She has an extremely deep German accent but speaks pretty good English!

She suggested coffee and offered to pay as she claimed she was gonna put me through hell in a few weeks.

She was wearing black jeans and the shoes were these black shoes that kind of looked like trainers but she told me these were her work shoes as they were one of the few things that really seal in the smell. She also said that her feet stink her whole house down so the fact that that power was contained in her shoes was insane.

She’s a lot taller than me. I think she’s 6 foot something tall. I’m only 5,5. She’s insanely flirtatious. She’s also quite thick looking. Almost like she’s got some sort of strength and mildly on the bbw sort of scale.

She did ask me to smell her to see if I could smell her feet at all I couldn’t smell anything. I told her (jokingly) that I bet it was a coverup and her feet don’t smell at all. She laughed and asked if I wanted the smallest teaser. I was curious and said yes.

She pushed two of her fingers down the side of her ankle into her shoe. Pulled them out then sniffed her fingers. Her eyes widened as she said “Yup. There you go. And held her fingers out for me to smell”

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Yeah. Her feet smell alright. I instantly looked away as she laughed and said. “You’re gonna die in that box”

Overall experience. It was fun and I’m pretty nervous about meeting you again and getting under the feet but don’t worry. You haven’t scared me away just yet

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How does it feel to have an older hot red head with smoking hot toe polish wanting to get you round her house to rub her stinking feet all over your face for hours?

I’ve never received a question like this before.

It’s a little overwhelming but it’s also exciting I suppose. I never would have thought I’d be so mentioned on her page. I really don’t know if my nose is ready

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I’m actually going to smell a foot models feet!

@lajana48

I can’t believe it. One minute you blindly enter a competition. The next minute, someone wants their feet on your face

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If you could see me suffer under one of the many foot ladies. Who would you choose? (Not actually happening!!)

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Do you think I should show him mercy?

@michaelatoequeen

@michaelatoequeen Is happy with her victory in the tournament. So happy she decided to capture a poor individual to showcase her giant feet. She also thought she deserved a bit of a rest after working all day. He has a small face and she has huge feet. What could go wrong?

She places him in a smother box and starts to smush her stinky feet into his face. He cringes with horror as she mercilessly plays with his face. Holding him in places to stop him both from breathing and making him sniff. Do you think he deserves any sort of mercy? Or should he just suck it up and smell her meaty, sweaty feet?