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Foot Fetish
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Nothing thrilled him more than playing servant to the tall, imperious girl.
She was so beautiful and he loved her so much that kneeling in submission
before her was the supreme pleasure in his life.
He had a hard-on in his tight pants, truly a slave of love to that girl.
He heard the front door open and a tingle of titilation went
through him. Then she stepped into the living room : a gorgeous creature
with long dark hair.
"I'm tired, Slave," she sighed as she walked in the door.
She sat down n the couch and told him to get onto his hands and knees and
crawl in front of here.
"Yes, Mistress," he said, hurrying over and addressing her in the
form she most liked to hear. It thrilled him just to say those words,
the submissive words of a love slave, and he was soon on his knees at
her feet.
"Remove my shoes," she snapped, She then raised her foot to his face and
demanded "Kiss my feet slave!"
With a feeling of reverence mixed with growing passion, he lifted
one of the feet offered to him and caressed the well-polished
shoe. He removed her shoe,set it aside, then took the stockinged foot
in the palm of his hands.
he stroked the smooth foot, admired the perfect form, then bent to bestow
them with worshipful kisses as she rubbed them all over his face.
"Are you enjoying kissing my feet, slave?" She asked
inquisitively.
"Yes, mistress," he replied.
"It's a pleasure I've yearned for. Well stop talking about it tend to
my other foot!" she snapped, slowly regaining her composure and control.
He took her right foot to his lips and kissed it tenderly from toes to
heel.
The scent of the leather blended with the aroma of her feet was
intoxicating to him.
She noticed that with pleasure and the remnant of a smile even crossed her
face.
"Does sniffing on my feet turn you on slave?
"I want you to inhale the deep bouquet of luscious feminine feet and
leather, do you understand?"
"You want that don't you?!"
"Answer me, slave!"
"Y-yes," he stammered.
"Yes, WHO, slave?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Yes, WHAT, slave?"
"Yes, I want that my mistress."
"What, THAT?"
Yes, I want to sniff your beautiful feet and inhale the deep fragnance of
luscious feminine feet and leather, my mistress."
"Thats better my slave" and she pressed both her feet onto his face and
leaned back in her chair and enjoyed the sensations of her slave's
lips upon her feet.
"Suck my toes, slave," she cooed. "Let me see what you're made of."
He took his mistress's toes into his mouth and sucked tenderly.
"That's a good little slave," she cooed. "I'll let this be your
punishment for not responding right to your mistress. You be a good
little slave ."Since you admire my feet so much, I've decided to give
you a little treat. I'm going to be wearing these boots all day long
tomorrow, so you may enjoy the lucious bouqet of my feet as much as you
like."
"Oh, THANK you, mistress!" he said scarcely believing his good fortune.
"But remember, dear slave", she cautioned, "my feet are sacred objects.
And sacred objects are meant to be worshipped.
"Now, slave," she bade, "lay on your back and continue your worship."
He lay down before his mistress and she put her feet on his face.
"lick the bottoms of my feet." He proceeded to apply his tongue to her
soles. He licked her soles from toes to heels and back again .
"Lick between my toes, slave," she bade softly.
"Make sure you get between each and every toe...that's a good slave...
....mmmmmmmmmmmmm, you do that so nicely." She was caught up in the
ecstasy of his gentle attentions to her feet. She sighed softly,
and moaned with pleasure. Her eyes rolled back and she stared vacantly
at the ceiling. his tongue now moved to the tops of her feet and
darted between each toe up to his mistress's ankles. "Ooooh," she cooed,
"you're doing such a good job today."
"I'm glad you're pleased, mistress," he said.
"Place my boots back on my feet, love," she cooed, "and come upstairs
with me......"
To be continued...!?X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X
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