Yes

We left and headed towards Mira's on campus housing unit. She fumbled around with the key for a few seconds before unlocking. She turned to me and said "Can you come in to help me with a couple things?" I obliged and followed her in. Immediately she took off her high heels and threw them violently to the ground, revealing her cute toes painted red. I stared at them for a couple seconds before she said "my eyes are up here." I immediately looked up to see a huge grin on her face. Trying to change the subject I asked "so what did you need help with?" Before I could even finish my sentence, Mira had grabbed me by the shirt, shoved me back to the wall next to her bed, and held me there while staring sadistically at me. Then she started making out with me. I was slightly shocked by the quick progression, but hey, I wasn't complaining. Soon after I felt her thigh rubbing up and down my shaft and got immediately hard. Was I finally getting rewarded with that footjob? I was in absolute heaven - for about 2 seconds. Immediately afterwards, Mira shot her knee into my balls and I crumpled down at her feet. Looking up I saw her taking off her skirt and panties and sitting down at the edge of the bed.

"Come and get it!" Not the footjob I was expecting, but I couldn't say no to oral with a sexy dominant woman. I briefly ignored the pain in my balls and shuffled over to her, leaning in to her pussy. As soon as I did however, she quickly clamped her thighs around my head, locked her ankles, and started squeezing. "Not so fast! Did you really think it was going to be that easy?" Now that's the dominant woman I knew and worshipped. At first the squeezing was minimal, but she kept on increasing the pressure until it became unbearable.

"Look at you, stuck between my legs. So close yet so far away." I was starting to run out of breath, so I started tapping on her thigh. Instead of letting go however, she somehow increased the pressure. At this point I was getting lightheaded and began frantically tapping out. It took 3 seconds for her to let go as I crumpled down, heaving as struggled to regain my breath. Before I could even recover, I felt a hand pulling me up by the hair. Mira laid me flat on my back in the middle of the bed. She straddled my chest facing y feet, and for a few seconds I looked up and saw this goddess looking back at me, with a sly smile, and I thought it was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

She grabbed my head, positioned her legs around my neck, and crossed her ankles behind her. "Hope you can handle these babies," she said while caressing her thighs. Then she started squeezing and I went into panic mode. Somehow this was even worse than the original position. My face immediately turned purple and I moved my hands towards the thighs that were squeezing the life out of me. I tried desperately to alleviate the pressure, pawing at the pythons that held me captive. It was impossible. Despite her legs looking feminine and weak normally, while squeezing they seemed like steel beams. I finally saw the muscle definition in them. Mira wasn't some ripped amazon who spent 20 hours a week doing squats at the gym, but now it was apparent to me that she took better care of herself than I originally though. But I found this incredibly hot. Although I loved the foot worship, it always seemed like in those scenarios I had 'given myself to her.' Like I was purposely submitting to her out of some sexual desire. But now that she had taken me essentially without any assistance by myself. Sure I was caught off guard and a little tipsy, but so was she, and I had now had many minutes to free myself from her grasp and I was still unable to. Although it seemed impossible, the sexual pleasure I was getting from this was unparalleled by the past few weeks.

Mira took a look at my hard dick and giggled. She turned around and said "I see yo are enjoying this. You're way more submissive than I pegged you to be. But hey, a foot bitch is likely to be a bitch in other ways." She only managed to somehow make my hard-on even harder. But I was still at the edge of consciousness, so I started again tapping frantically, hoping for some relief. And momentary relief did come. She stopped squeezing my neck and I took in air like a madman. But the relief didn't last long. She moved her left knee under my head, hooked her left ankle with her right knee, the grabbed her right foot with her hand. I was not ready for what was coming. Apparently this simple change in technique caused the hold to be twice as effective. I was flailing around below her and grabbing a hold of whatever I could to relieve the pressure, but it was useless. I was drifting more and more into unconsciousness as I accepted my fate.

A split second before everything went black, I felt relief wash over me. Mira had let right as I was going out. "You're not going to sleep yet. Not like this." Immediately she moved back behind me and again hooked her legs around my neck, crossing at the ankles. Now I was staring directly at her red painted toes, and my dick was aroused once again. "There, that's much better. I assumed you would like it more if my pretty little feet were the last thing you saw before you went out. Once a foot bitch, always a foot bitch. Let's start with like 50% power." If this was 50% I wanted to get no where near full power. I was already struggling to remain conscious and at this point had given in to the inevitable.

"Let's crank it up to 60." Vision blurring.

"70." My face was purely purple now.

"80. We're getting there."

"90. Get ready!"

"And....." I kept waiting to be put out of my misery but that moment never came. Mira kept me at the very edge of knockout without actually getting me there. "Do you want the knockout?" I croaked a yes. "Then beg me to put you to sleep, and make it good." I had ****. At this point I would've given up my wallet to be out of this prison.

"Please goddess, knock me out with your powerful thighs. Put me to sleep while I stare at your sexy feet, a reminder that I am inferior to you in every way and that my purpose is to worship you. Please give me the pleasure of being knocked out by your strong thigs."

"Mmm well if you want it that bad. 5. 4."

She was counting down to my knockout, but my monkey brain immediately associated it with a cum countdown. In hindsight it probably was a deliberate decision by Mira.

"3, 2, 1 and half, 1 and a quarter." She was just teasing me at this point. I was ready to go out and my dick was ready to blow.

"1. Submit to me." I orgasmed as I blacked out looking at the feet I so desperately longed after.