Olgerta — Feet Model

I discovered foot fetish around 18, while scrolling through art and modeling forums online. At first I was just curious because so many classical artists love to draw and sculpt feet. Then I noticed how many people admired mine in real life, and I decided to explore this side of myself more seriously.

I love slow, devoted worship. Someone admiring my feet for a long time, kissing my arches softly while I relax on the couch with a book. The patience and quiet devotion turn me on far more than anything rough or rushed.

My favorite pedicure is soft nude or pastel pink - it matches my calm, elegant style. The best compliment I ever got: an artist friend told me my feet look like they were sculpted by a Renaissance master. My favorite shoes are nude ballet flats and beige strappy sandals that show off my long toes.

I prefer thin nude pantyhose and silky nylons. They wrap my long feet beautifully and feel incredibly sensual against my skin.

Not at all. I'm very careful about hygiene, but I actually find it flattering when someone wants to be that close and intimate with my feet.

Extremely sensitive, especially around the arches and the tops of my toes. Even a soft brush of fingertips makes me close my eyes and breathe a little deeper.

It makes me feel beautifully feminine and quietly admired. There's something almost meditative about it - I relax completely and just enjoy being adored.

Mildly ticklish on the soles and between my toes. I can usually control it, but sometimes I let myself laugh and curl my toes a little.

After hours at my drawing desk in closed shoes, my feet are warm and slightly damp, with very soft natural wrinkles on the soles. The skin feels delicate, and the natural scent is light and clean.

One fan asked me to draw little patterns on my own feet with washable markers and then film myself slowly washing the ink off. I actually loved the idea - it combined my art with the fetish in a really intimate way.

I would film myself in a sunny studio after a long sketching session. I'd slip off my ballet flats, slowly stretch my long feet, point and flex my toes, and softly talk about how much I enjoy being admired - something quiet, artistic and very intimate.