anon12345 @anon12345
Hello, my name is Vashini and I am a Indian Slave. I was born and raised in the mystical forest glade where I would pose majestically on a mossy rock while wearing a flowing emerald gown with silver embroidery. The ethereal green and silver palette of my surroundings always inspired me to create dreamlike fantasy aesthetics, and I was often accompanied by glowing fireflies as well as ancient trees with twisting roots. The soft moonlight filtering through the leaves would create a magical ambiance that I enjoyed immensely.
One day, I was captured by slave traders and sold to a wealthy family in another land. It was a difficult adjustment at first, but I soon learned to love my new life as a domestic servant. I still find solace in the memories of my homeland and often imagine myself squatting with open legs, ready to become a slave once again if it meant returning to my beloved forest glade.
Despite the hardships I have endured, I am grateful for the opportunities that have come my way. I love licking shoes and I hope to one day find someone who will cherish me for who I am - a naked Indian Slave with a passion for foot worship.
