A night at their feets
his is a true story of something that actually happened to me.

One day, I was sleeping over at my cousins house. There was me (14), my cousin (19) and my other cousin (22).

Both my cousins were females. I will use the name C for the younger cousin and L for the older. C was mid range height, skinny. very good looking and always wore ankle or knee high boots with long black socks or black leggings with white ankle high socks. She was a brunette and had long straight hair. I think she was wearing a black tight t-shirt and black skinny jeans. L was 22 and tall, not fat but big bodied. She was good looking but not 'hot'. She always wore black lace up shoes with black ankle socks. She had dark brunette hair in a ponytail. I think she had a black singlet with a open jacket. Along with black leggings.  At this point in time I did not have a foot fetish so I did not enjoy this experience. It was only a few years ago so I will try to do my best to recall it.

I think that it all started about a week before, when L was dropping me home after she had picked me up from school. C had been working all day and was lying down in the back. She took off her knee high boots. The smell was incredible and I instantly yelled from the front seat "Omg put your shoes back on." She just giggled and tapped my head with her foot.

There was probably more dialogue in here. I don't remember it perfectly

Anyway, so I got to their house and only L was there, she said C was still at work. We were playing a board game, can't remember which one. When C walked in. She said she was so tired and her feet were so sore. She plumped down on the couch and took off her shoes. The way me and L were sitting had her feet right next to me. "Oh my god! Your feet stiiiink" I said. "Aha really?" She said placing her foot on my face. I could smell them so bad and instantly hit them away from me. She tried a couple more times and I just hit them away. Then L grabbed my arms and C put her feet back in front of my face. I shook around but I couldn't get away from her feet. "Stop." I said. "Alright sorry" she said. L let go of my feet. "One day, I'm going to make you smell my feet after work. Maybe I'll even make you TASTE them." "Whatever you say!" I joked. We laughed and me and L kept playing. About 10 minutes later I had to go to the toilet. I went off and closed the door. I walked back out and couldn't see L or C. I assumed they were going to try and scare me so i said "haha very funny guys you can come out now." neither of them came out. I acted like I didn't care so they would give up. I started watching Tv.

After about a minute they both popped out of nowhere and dragged me off the couch. L sat on me and held my arms down so I couldn't move (like i said she was big). I started yelling "What the hell are you doing?" They ignored me and C grabbed some duct tape and taped my legs together and then to the floor. I tried to kick around but failed so I tried to sling my arms free. I failed and L put my arms up for C too tie together. She then tied them to the floor. "What the Hell?" I yelled. "Oo, one more thing." L ripped off a piece of tape and placed it over my mouth. C sat down on the couch while L lied down on the floor."Remember when you thought my feet stunk after work?" C said to me. "Now you get to smell them up close!" She took off her knee highs revealing her long black socks. She placed them on my face and told me to sniff. I mmphed into the tape and kept moving my head from side to side. L held my head still so I couldn't move and C put her feet back on my face. "The quicker you listen to us, the quicker we'll let you free" C said. I was forced to breathe through my nose and the smell was offensive. It smelt like sweat and vinegar (I love the fact I remember that, makes the whole memory a lot better). I tried to move
my head away but L's hold was too strong. I was forced to smell the incredible stench of her feet and L and C just laughed at me. C rubbed her feet all over my face. She started by making me smell her mid-sole for about 15 minutes before putting the ball of her foot on my nose. It was very smelly but better than the mid sole. She kept her foot in that position for about 5 minutes before swapping her feet. She then decided to really torture me and make me smell her toes. She wiggled her toes in her socks and then placed them on my nose. She rubbed her toes from side to side and up an down. she wiggled them on my nose and commanded me to sniff. After about half an hour she took her feet away and sat down on the floor next to L.

"You wanna have a go?" C asked L. "Yeah" she said, sitting down on the couch. "Haha, my turn." L took off her shoes and started tapping my stomach with her socks. "Smell my shoe first" she placed her shoe on my face with my nose in the hole. The smell was horrible and I wasn't looking forward to smelling the main source. She kept her shoe there for about 2 minutes before taking it away. "Ok, now you can smell the source. Lucky" she giggled and placed her black socks on my face. The smell was nearly as bad as C's but L had finished work a few hours before but hadn't showered yet. She rubbed her hot, moist socked feet all over my face for about 10 minutes. "Make him smell your toes as well" C said. She then placed my nose just under her toes. She wiggled and moved her toes around for about 20-30 minutes. The smell was so bad but with C holding my head and the tape over my mouth, I was forced to breathe in the stench. Finally she got off me and C let go.

They told me I was going to rub each of their feet, 20 minutes a foot. They loosened the tape around my wrists but left my legs. I started with L as she was already on the couch. C sat me up and told me to put L's feet in my Lap. I did it and I could feel the sweat and fluff on the L's sock. I rubbed her sole for about 15 minutes before she told me to do her toes. "This is so niiiiice." "Well need to do this every time haha." L said. When the first 20 was up she told me too swap feet. I did her foot but I started with the toes this time. After a few minutes she got me to do her sole. I did it for 20 and I felt so degraded.

Finally the time was up and C and L swapped positions. "This is gonna feel so good after work!!!" C said as she put her feet in my lap. I grabbed her foot and started massaging the ball of her foot. About 10 minutes in she told me to start the toes. I grabbed her toes and wiggled them around as well massage and bend them. "That feels so nice!" She said. After the 20 was up she swapped feet. I was about to massage her sole when she said "do just the toes for 20 minutes, it feels so good." I hated everything about her feet from feel to smell. I hated the bony feeling of her toes but I gave them a good 20 minute massage.

 They tightened the tape around my arm again. "Alright, now we want you to lick our socks." C took off the tape and I instantly started yelling. "What the hell guys? Why are you doing this?" I asked. "Put a sock in it." she yelled. shoving her foot in my mouth. "now are you going to lick our feet or are we going to have too make you suck them?" "Okay, I'll lick." I tried saying through her foot. Her socks tasted horrible and I wasn't looking forward to having to lick them. She took her foot out of my mouth and told me i was to lick every single bit of her sock. She put her foot flat In mid-air, telling me to lick the top of her foot. I knew the top wouldn't be as bad so I started licking. They didn't have much taste but the fluff of the sock was irritating me. I licked it up and down for a good few minutes. Getting the top of her toes as well. She then put her sole right in my face and told me to start licking her sole. I could taste the sweat now and It tasted awful. I liked up and down her sole and did her toes as well before she swapped feet. I started with the top before she made me do the top.

After about 30 minutes she sat back on the floor. L sat down on the couch and put her feet in front of my face. She kept them there for about 10 seconds and I didn't know what to do. "Start licking!" I stuck my tongue out and touched her foot with my tongue. I instantly stuck my tongue back in. I could actually taste dirt, sweat and fluff. "What are you doing?" L yelled. "Sorry!" I said and I started licking her foot up and down for about 10 minutes. They tasted 10x worse than C's and I felt sick licking them. She eventually said for me to start her toes. I put my tongue on her toes and started licking and moving my tongue around her toes for about another 5 before she swapped her feet. I licked her sole for 10 minutes before the toes again.Her feet were one of the worst things I had ever tasted.

"Okay, now give my feet some kisses." I pecked her foot and asked "How's that?" "Is that the best you can do?" She said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Pash my feet!" I grabbed her foot and started smooching the ball of her foot. I kissed for about 10 seconds before I stopped and slowly worked my way up her foot. I felt so humiliated and I was going to kill them (not literally) when I got free. I pashed her foot all the way up the arch then I asked "Do you want me to do the toes as well?" "Yes please!" She replied. I started kissing her toes. As I was kissing she forced her toes in my mouth. "Mmpphhh" I said through her toes, I was trying to say what are you doing? "haha." C laughed. She took out her toes and I kept kissing them.

 After a couple more minutes her and C swapped positions. "Start kissing mine!" C said. I did the same thing again, kissing her ball first, gradually working my way up. After about 5 minutes She told me to do her toes. I went all around her toes before I swapped feet.

 After I did her other foot she told me to open my mouth. "No way." I said. "Fine then, you're not going anywhere." L and C both sat on me, hoping I would give in so I  wouldn't have them on top of me. After a couple of minutes it didn't work so L said "Watch this." She got off me but then sat straight on my face. She wiggled her ass around until she got comfortable. Her leggings weren't tight so if she wanted to she could have put my nose slightly in her ass crack.She thankfully didn't though.   "Just tap when your willing to open your mouth." The pressure on my face became too much so I tapped. "Oh great." L said, smushing her ass on my face one last time.

C sat back down on the couch and told me to open wide. She shoved her socked foot into my mouth and told me suck. I tried to move my tongue into any free space in my mouth. I failed and all I could taste was her foot. It tasted so bad and all I wanted to do was get up and smash my cousin. I tried loosening my bonds but couldn't and realised I should just do what they say if I wanna go anywhere soon. I sucked for all it was worth and the taste made me feel sick. After about 5 minutes her and L swapped.

I sucked the socks of L. Her feet still tasted so much worse then C's. She told me to suck harder and to lick around her toes as well. I tried my hardest to do that but struggled. "Come on. Do better." I eventually got the gist of it and found it wasn't to difficult. I finally finished and C said "Well, one more thing and then we'll untie you." That excited me and I was so happy that I was going to be free and able to get revenge on these girls.

"We're gonna to blindfold you and you have to guess whose feet your smelling." Seems easy enough I thought. They tied a towel around my eyes and told me not to cheat. "Alright, just go." I said. A pair of feet went on my face and I tried to tell the smell. They smelt rather sweaty so I guessed C because she had just finished work. "Wrong!" L said. "Oh by the way, everytime your wrong you get an extra minute of punishment. They kept going for about 10 more minutes. I asked them how many I got wrong and they said 60 something (I can't remember the actual number). They said they'd cut it down to an hour for me.

They told me I just had to smell their feet for an hour, 30 each. L went first and put her feet on my face. My nose just under the toes. He rubbed her feet around and the smell hadn't gotten any more bearable. After a half an hour she swapped places with C.

C's feet still stunk but it hadn't slightly gotten better. I sniffed for a good 30 minutes while she laughed. Finally they untied me. I yelled at them and went upstairs. Locking the bedroom door so they wouldn't talk to me. After about an hour I got hungry so I went downstairs. They apologised and said it was just for fun and not to be too upset. I forgave them but told them Id have my revenge. They made me some food then we went off to bed.



Part 2
Revenge
I had it planned perfectly. It was my sisters birthday and my family was over, including my cousins. I would excuse my self to go do homework. Then after a few minutes call up the girls to 'help me'.

So I started the plan. "Sorry guys, but I have some homework I gotta do." And I went upstairs. I set everything up, I had planned to call up one of the girls, then the second. I was going to tie them up, sit on them and make them do whatever I say. Perfect!

 "Hey C, can you come up here for a minute?" I yelled from upstairs. "Alright!" C yelled back. I went behind the door so I could pull her down from behind. She walked in and I went to tackle her. I got her down and grabbed the rope when L came in and got me off her and sat on me. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I was trying to get revenge." I said giggling, hoping she would see the funny side and leave me be. "Well maybe we need to teach you a lesson." C said. "It's fine." I said. "No, I insist." With that L held my hands up and C tied them up. They didn't bother tying my feet up as it seemed pointless if L was sitting on me.

"Help!" I yelled. L put her foot over my mouth and I quickly turned my head. C held my head still. "How are we going to shut him up?"  C asked. "Grab some tape." L said. "Where's the tape?" She asked me, taking her foot off my mouth. "Why would I say?" I said. "Because I will use my sock if you don't tell me." The threat was enough to scare me. "In the bottom draw." I said. C grabbed the tape and placed a piece over my mouth.

"Alright, you can sniff my feet first." L said. She took off her black shoes, the same ones from the other day, and put her black socked size 10's on my face. "I've still been wearing these socks from the day we tortured you. I've had work, the gym, parties and university. How good does that smell?" L said to me. "at least you don't have to smell my soccer socks!" C said. "Oh well, maybe next time." Next time? I thought to my self as I breathed in L's foot stink. She rubbed her feet all around my poor face as she yelled at me to sniff louder. I sniffed as loud as I could. Her feet smelt about 5x worse then last time and I felt  so awful and degraded smelling them.

After a while she slid her ass down to my legs. Then C sat on my stomach and took off her high boots, revealing her old, dirty long black socks. I could smell them already and they weren't near my face. C put her boot too her nose an sniffed. "Wow, that stinks!" "Good thing I don't have to smell my feet." She joked as she placed her size 8's on my face.  She placed my nose under her toes and left it there for a good 10 minutes. "My feet should smell so beautiful, I just came from work!" She said. I ignored her and focused on the feet in front of me. I tried to avoid the smell but it was impossible. She then started rubbing her feet all around my face and my hair. It smelt sooo much worse then last time and it made me sick! After a while she took her feet away and swapped positions with L.

L then took off her socks and put her BARE feet on my face. It smelt a lot worse than her socked. She wiggled her toes around as She rubbed her foot sweat all over my face, yelling at me to sniff. "Sniff. Smell my stinky ass feet." She constantly gripped my nose with her toes. She kept this up for about 15 minutes before she swapped with C.

"Alright, now I'm gonna take off my socks." She pulled off her socks. She actually struggled to get them off, that's how sweaty they were! She placed her feet straight on my face and the smell hit me like a heavy blow. C rubbed her feet all around my face as I was forced to smell the stench. I had a computer in my room and L and C said they wanted to use it. So C grabbed my arms and L grabbed my legs and they carried me to the desk, then placed me underneath it. My face and neck were under the desk while my body was out in the open. C then sat on my chair and L grabbed another chair and they sat so C was above my body and L was next to her. C then placed her feet back on my face and started going on the computer, almost as if I wasn't there. She would occasionally slide my nose in between her toes but it was normally just rubbing her feet around.  My face was damp with her foot sweat  .

 L and her swapped positions and L said to me "I'm going to take off the tape now. If you speak, we will tell your parents we saw you watching porn and masturbating." "Understand? If you do, put your nose in between my first and second left toes. If not, put your nose in my right toes." I lifted my face slightly and put my nose in between her left toes.  She left it there for a little bit before she took her feet away and ripped off the tape. I thought about screaming but remembered what L said, even though it wasn't true. "Alright, you've never tasted our bare feet have you?" I didn't reply, incase I still wasn't allowed to talk. "Answer me!" she yelled. "No." I said. "Then your in for a treat." she teased. "Tongue out."  "no!" I said, deciding to stand my ground. "Fine then, I guess we will have to go tell EVERYONE downstairs you were watching porn!" I immediately stuck my tongue out. "Good boy, now are you going to refuse our orders again?" C asked. "No" "Good" L said, placing the ball of her foot on my tongue. She started moving her foot up and down on my tongue as I tasted foot sweat and dock fuzz. Her bare foot tasted awful and I coughed several times. "How does my foot taste?" As I opened my mouth to reply, she shoved her first three toes into my mouth. I widened my mouth by force and she fit the last two in. "Haha, suck my sweaty toes." I tried to move my tongue away but all I could taste was her feet. "if you want me to stop just say so." She told me. "Mmph... mmmmmphed." Was all I could get out. "You love it? Alright then." She said as she placed the heel of her other foot on my nose so I could taste and smell her feet in tandem. "My feet better be sparkling when the leave your mouth!" She said to me as I sucked and sniffed her foul feet. This continued for about 15 minutes before she swapped positions with C.

 C's feet, like last time, smelt  worse but tasted slightly better, but still completely awful. She placed her heel into my mouth as best she could and told me to lick it up and down, at the same time, her arch was on my nose.  I licked her heel spotless before she shoved her toes in my mouth. "I bet my toes taste amazing!" She teased as I sucked her sweaty toes. I was forced to swallow sock fuzz as I sucked as well. She made me suck her toes for about 20  minutes before they heard the stairs.

They quickly untied me and pulled me up and opened up my homework. My Aunty came in and said everyone was leaving. Without a word, they both walked out and left as I pondered how I let it happen again and whether I would go for revenge, I decided against it.   

Such a Willful Boy

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Eddie was in his room listening to the radio when he heard the front door slam.  He reached forward to turn down the stereo and heard the crash of his mother throwing her keys onto the kitchen table.  She was busy cursing under her breath and stomping about.  Eddie’s pulse quickened with each muttered profanity, clunk and slam emanating from the kitchen.  Obviously she was in one of her foul moods, which boded ill for Eddie.

            He contemplated climbing into bed and feigning sleep, but decided against it.  It was only 5:30 and he doubted she would buy the rouse.  His mind raced, trying to recall any chores he’d neglected that would aim her ire towards him.  The mental list drew a blank and he began to heave a sigh of relief when his bedroom door burst open.

            “Did I, or did I not tell you to pick-up in the living room?” 

            Eddie’s stomach knotted as he peered up at his enraged mother.  She cut an imposing figure hovering in his doorway; nearly six feet tall, all hips and chest.  In her prime, Judy Denton had been a woman most men would have killed for on looks alone.  Now well into her middle years, and though it was still possible to consider her quite stunning, her sour demeanor overshadowed her looks rather profoundly.  According to Judy, the best years of her life had been stolen by Eddie’s now absent father. 

Eddie was afraid to speak.  He was sure she’d never mentioned cleaning the living room, but he dared not voice his complaint.  His lack of an answer seemed to agitate her further.  She still wore the regiments of a secretary: white blouse, gray skirt, tan stockings and high-heeled shoes.  Her clothing appeared disheveled and wrinkled; presumably from her sixty-minute commute home, amidst the hottest July the valley had seen since the 1920’s, in a car bereft of air-conditioning.  Strands of her walnut colored hair usually neatly brushed and in a tight bun, had come loose and cascaded along her jaw line. The fact that her hair was mussed and she had yet to change out of her work clothing spoke volumes as to her present state of mind: she was too mad to care at the moment.  Her arms crossed under her breasts and her high-heel encased foot began to tap. 

“Well, I’m waiting …”

Still Eddie was at a loss for words.  This looked as if it would be a bad one and he feared the worst.  It had been well over a month since her last episode and daily he’d contemplated the result of her bottling up her angst for so long without an outlet.  He tried to swallow the lump forming in his throat and grimaced at the metallic taste in his mouth.

“Don’t you make that face at me, you little shit, you look just like your damn father when you make that face!”

Not a day passed in which she forgot to mention Eddie’s similarity to his wayward father either by look or action.  Eddie was the living testament to her hatred of the man.  Having the misfortune of his father’s looks stamped in likeness upon his face, and the ghost of his father’s voice in that of his own, Eddie bore the brunt of her ruminations of loathing and regret.  He was a constant reminder of the man who had abandoned her with a three-month-old son.  Throughout the thirteen long years of Eddie’s life, he’d been forced to take the directionless punishment his mother was unable to deliver up to the man who had spawned the resentment.  For that very reason, sometimes Eddie felt he hated his father even more than his mother did.

“Ughhh, you make me sick … I can’t even look at you!”  she finally announced before storming back out into the hall.  Eddie listened to her heels clunking down the hall into the living room.  More cursing followed as she shuffled magazines on the coffee table and fluffed pillows on the couch.  “Get in here and pick up your damn clothes!” she shouted back down the hall.  Eddie nearly fell as he tested his wobbly legs, before trotting into the living room.

His eyes scanned the pristinely clean room in search of his offending clothing.  All he found was a jacket, his mother’s in fact, that had fallen from the coat tree.  The most likely turn of events was that it was dislodge as she stormed past only seconds ago.  He gingerly picked up the coat, making sure not to wrinkle the fabric, and returned it to its hook next to her umbrella.  “Was that it, Mom?”  Eddie asked sheepishly.  When she turned to look at him, he knew it had been a mistake to speak.

“Was that it, Mommy!”  she mocked in a falsetto, nasally imitation while scrunching her face in mimicry.  “Was that it?” Eddie flinched at the venom in her voice, his feet yearning to carry him back to the quasi-safety of his room, but he knew better than to run from his mother.  “No that’s not it, you ungratefully little turd!  Do you have any idea how hard I work to put food on the table and keep a roof over your head not to mention clothing on your back?  While you lounge around, your mother is working her fingers to the bone!  Your mother doesn’t get a ‘summer vacation’ like you.  She doesn’t get to louse around all day doing God knows what all!  I ask you to do something simple, and can’t even do that!  You’re just like your father!”

Sometimes it seemed to Eddie that she ended everything she said to him with that line.

Judy eased herself onto the couch like a queen taking her thrown.  “Get over here and rub my feet!”  she commanded.  Inwardly Eddie flinched.  He wasn’t sure, he hadn’t been around too many older women and their feet, but he was almost positive his mother had the smelliest feet in the world.  He’d never been very close to them, he’d made sure of that, but numerous times he’d been trapped at the door to her bedroom as she berated him whilst pulling off her shoes and stockings, flexing her tired feet and filling the room with a wretched funk that would make his nose wrinkle. This was the first time she’d ever told him to rub them.  It was a terrifying thought. He’d never had a desire to get more within two feet of the smelly things or her footwear … but now it seemed he had no choice.  Trying to repress the grimace that fought to break free, Eddie crossed the room and knelt before his mother.  She lifted both feet from the floor, offering them. 

Eddie gingerly took both of her shoes by the heels.  He could already smell a faint hint of what lay waiting beneath the brown leather.  How stinky can feet be to reek clean through your shoes? he wondered. Trying to steel his nerve, Eddie slowly pulled the shoes off.  The stench was immediate and intense.  Before he could stop himself, he emitted a stifled cough and wrinkled his nose.

“How dare you!”  she shrieked, “Are you trying to say my feet are disgusting?!  Are Mommy’s feet too stinky for the little baby?” she mocked,  “God … you are just like your father!  Rub them!”

Reluctantly Eddie took hold of her left foot and began to knead the sole.  His skin crawled with the feel of it.  Her stocking encased foot was soaked with sweat … the sheer material of the nylon, crusty in places.  And somehow worst of all was how hot her foot was.  He imagined them going into a tub of cold water and steam hissing out. One of her leather high-heeled shoes had landed next to his bare leg.  Eddie could feel moist heat emanating from the shoe.  It was a loathsome sensation.  It could have been due to the almost constant stench of his mother’s feet, but Eddie hated feet.  There were few things in the world he found more revolting than feet … especially his mother’s … and here he was being forced to massage the stinking things!

“Do you know what your father used to call me?  Do you?  He called me ‘Stinky Toes’.  I’m sure you find that amusing just like he did … don’t you?”

“No mother,”  Eddie whispered.

“Don’t lie to me … I know you better than you think.  Do you think I like the way my feet smell?  Well, I do … does that surprise you?  I used to hate it.  Everyone made fun of me when I was a child.  I used to cry a lot.  My mother’s feet smelled the same.  She taught me to like it.  She said I was special.”

Eddie couldn’t image anyone thinking they were special because they had the stinkiest feet in the world.  That was just crazy talk.  It didn’t surprise him that it was coming from his mother’s mouth either.  Eddie lifted the other foot and began to rub it.  His mother rested her other foot in his lap, uncomfortably close to his crotch.  As she continued to rant, her toes would flex occasionally, nudging his penis through his loose fitting shorts.  He dearly wished he had worn underwear.  It felt as if those nasty toes were actually touching his penis.  It was hard to suppress a shudder.

            “Of course your father said he understood when I told him about my feet.  That was before we slept together. The first time we had sex I saw him flinch away when he got a nose-full.  Of course he was too happy to finally have gotten what he wanted from me to care at the time.  He just banged away on me and did his best to ignore my smell.”

            This time Eddie couldn’t help but shudder.  He hated it most of all when his mother would talk like this.  The thought of her having sex with anyone, even his own father, was almost too much to bear.  Lucky his brief externalization of disgust went unnoticed as she continued with her tirade. 

            “He got me pregnant, you know …  that first time we had sex  …  he had to marry me … Daddy saw to that.  After that he made me wear shoes whenever he fucked me, the hateful man!  One night he insisted I wear my blue dress to one of his horrible business dinners.  The only shoes that went with that dress were my strappy heels … I didn’t have any clean stockings so I had to go barelegged.  What else could I have done?  Then during dinner that hateful man pinched me and whispered in my ear that everyone at the table could smell my feet!  He said they were starting to stare and that I was embarrassing him!  The nerve!  He told me to go into the ladies room and wash the stink off my feet.  I excused myself as best I could without further embarrassing myself.  Then, do you know what happened?”  Eddie knew better than to answer and interrupt … “The sink in the ladies room was broken.  I had to wash my feet in the toilet!  Can you imagine anything more humiliating!  Of course your loving father didn’t care … “  Eddie watched in mute fascination as her eyes began to mist up.  He’d heard his mother cry at night, but had never seen her do it … as strange as that may sound.  But the rank foot in his hands pulled his attention away, breaking his concentration, before he witnessed a tear shed …

            … Now the stink from her feet was getting to be more than Eddie could bear.  The sour effluvium wafting up from her stocking clad stink-machines stung his eyes and made his throat tight.  Her toes were going into overtime, flexing and stretching in his lap, almost to the point of kneading his balls and penis.  He dearly wished she would stop.

            “I’ve spent so many nights thinking about what I would do to that bastard if I ever found him.  I’d love to get my hands on him … tie him up along with that bitch of a secretary he ran off with … then we’d see how long they could last sniffing my feet!”  The sadness seemed to magically evaporate.  Here eyes assumed a cruel aspect as she fixed her stare on Eddie.  Before he could react, the foot resting in his lap was suddenly on his face.  “SNIFF IT!”  she commanded.

            Eddie felt his stomach roll over.  He coughed and gagged, his eyes tearing with the offensive thing so close. 

“I said sniff my foot!”  Despite his utter revulsion, he did that which his mother commanded … sniiiiiiffffffffff.  It was like an atom bomb detonating in his head.  The stink from her foot exploded through his senses like a runaway locomotive.  The smell was rank, hot and meaty.

            “Now just keep sniffing that foot while you rub the other one .. I want to watch.”

            Now she was quiet.  Her rant was over.  She slipped back on the couch, getting more comfortable.  After tucking her arms behind her head, she settled into watching Eddie endure her foot reek.

            Eddie continued to take shuddering sniffs of the rancid foot.  He knew better than to cheat by breathing through his mouth.  He knew that somehow she would know.  Besides, he figured the stench was strong enough to taste and he had no interest in becoming any more intimate with these feet than he had to by opening his mouth to take a breath.

            Quite suddenly the foot was off of his face and he heaved a quick sigh of relief.  It had been horrible, but he’d expected it to go on for much longer.  When he saw the reason for the respite, his spirit plummeted.  With a broad smile his mother was quickly removing her stockings.  They came off in a loose bundle, which she pressed to her nose and sniffed deeply.  Eddie watched as her body quivered.  After a few more sniffs she breathed a sigh of utter satisfaction.  “Mmmm, they sure are stinky today … what a lucky little boy you are.”  And then the feet were back.

            This time, both sets of toes settled over his nose.  It was much worse than sniffing them through the thin stockings.  The scent of her leather shoes, which at the time he thought was awful, was now less present and replaced with a more pungent foot-aroma.  She sighed as she wiggled her slimy toes on his face.  Her eyes never left him, glorifying in the sight of his features contorting under her cheesy feet.  Eddie knew she was picturing his father suffering at her soles and toes.  She was in heaven.

            “Thank me …”

            Eddie tried to respond with a “what?” but it came out as a muffled groan beneath the rank, slippery feet of his mother.

            “Thank me for letting you smell my feet …”

            Eddie tried to mutter thank you but again only a muffled groan could be heard.  She pulled her feet away and Eddie gasped in a gout of fresh air.

            “Say it … “

            “Thank you for letting me smell your feet,” he responded dutifully.

            “More?”

            Eddie couldn’t bring himself to say it.

            “Maybe there’s something else of Mommy’s you’d like to sniff?”

            Eddie didn’t like the sound of that.  Her voice had that sinister edge that always meant she had something horrible in mind.

            “Yes … let me smell them some more, please!”  he blurted.

            “What a nasty little boy you are,” she taunted before plastering her feet to his face once again.

            Eddie was forced to endure his mother’s feet for the better part of an hour.  He thought he would eventually get used to them, but he never did.  Each time he thought he was getting a handle on it, she would shift her feet, revealing a new pocket of stink that was subtly different from that of the last.  It kept his senses reeling.

            He began to notice a change in his mother’s demeanor.  Her face was flushed and her eyelids kept fluttering closed.  She was breathing deeply and almost appeared to be in some kind of pain.  He then noticed that her hand was quite busy under her skirt and before he could stop himself, Eddie pushed himself away and scooted across the floor.

            She abruptly jumped up scowling furiously.  “Where do you think you’re going … I didn’t give you permission to stop your punishment!”

            Eddie couldn’t believe what he’d seen.  He may not have been a worldly twelve year old, but he knew what his mother had been doing under her skirt and it repulsed him almost as much as her feet … but the revulsion had ridden on a wave of another deeply disturbing feeling that was utterly confusing and terrifying.  He could barely bring himself to look at her.

            “Strip!”

            “What?”

            “You heard me … strip … this instant!”

            Robotically Eddie removed his shirt and shoes.

            “Everything.”

            “But I’m not wearing any underwear.”

            “I know … I could feel it when I had my toes on your little cock.”

            Eddie’s heart skipped a beat … she’d been doing that on purpose!  Slowly he stood and pulled down his shorts.  He’d never felt so naked in his life.  He could almost feel his mother’s eyes crawling over his body. 

            “Come here.”  She pointed to a spot on the floor next to her.  On shaky legs, Eddie approached the spot indicated.  “Now close your eyes.”  Eddie did as he was told.  A sickly mixed scent of feet and leather assaulted him.  He jerked away involuntarily and felt his mother grab the back of his head.  His eyes opened briefly to see the dark opening of her shoe hovering in front of his face.  “Just smell that for a while,” she said breathily.  As always, Eddie did as he was told.  He sniffed the intense aroma of the shoe.

            Moments passed before he again jerked, though this time more violently than before.  His mother’s thumb and index finger took a firm hold on his limp penis and began to wiggle it up and down.  As he tried to pull away on instinct, her knee came up to nudge him back into position.  “Just keep smelling, and don’t move.”  Her hand encircled his penis; her palm and fingers, silkily smooth and cool to the touch. She squeezed and kneaded the pliant flesh of his penis, occasionally giving sharp, firm tugs.  Eddie continued to sniff the steamy interior of the foul shoe as she manipulated his boyhood. 

            Once again, though never having experienced anything of a sexual nature, other than things he’d done to himself, he knew exactly what was going on.  A conversation surfaced in his mind.  Months earlier he’d eavesdropped on his mother and his aunt Helen.  Aunt Helen was telling his mother that if she didn’t find a man soon she was going to lose it.  Helen said that Eddie’s Mom needed a good fucking or she was going to flip her lid.  Eddie bolted at that point.  The image was just too gross.  But as luck would have it, it seemed she finally had flipped her lid … and Eddie was here just in time to suffer the consequences. 

            Realizing that while his mind wandered, the stench of the shoe and the humiliation of his predicament took a back seat in his mind, Eddie tried to think on anything but what was happening to him.  He tried to think of school and his thoughts immediately focused on Claire Darnell … the girl that sat in front of him in Mrs. Felt’s Science class.  Claire had huge boobs and long legs and though Eddie was mostly the invisible boy at school, he had many dreams of kissing her.  He pictured Claire wearing nothing but her underwear and bending over her desk, coyly looking back at him as she wiggled her butt from side to side.

            Suddenly Eddie was snapped back to reality by his mother’s voice breathing in his ear, speaking in lilting baby talk… “Ooooo, so you do wike Mommy’s tinky shoe after awll … you dirty, nasty wittle boy …you wike Mommy’s tinky feet?  Does dat feel good on your wittle cock?  Is Mommy’s doing it right?  Ooooo, sniff, yes, sniff that tinky ol’ shoe.”

            To Eddie’s horror he realized his cock was stiff as wood and standing at full attention.  His mother’s hand, slick with saliva, glided over the smooth surface of his shaft, up and down.  Her grip tightened and began to pull harder and faster.  His mouth and nose felt damp from the sweaty rim of the shoe now pressed firmly over his face …  his panicked intake of breath pulling all of the nasty aroma deep into his lungs.

            It was too late to hold back, she’d already taken him too far and his treacherous body had followed while his mind had been elsewhere.  With a sudden convulsion, his penis began to spurt and sputter, spraying his mother’s hand and forearm with semen as she continued to voice encouragement in his ear, punctuating each sentence with a flick of her tongue on his ear lobe.  Of course she kept the shoe tightly over his nose and mouth, each shuddering breath attuned to his surprise orgasm subjecting him the amalgamated stench of his mother’s smelly foot and stinky shoe.

            Finally his orgasm subsided … his body letting a few shivers go for good measure.  Eddie kept his eyes closed, too ashamed to open them.

            “Now when I tell you to pick-up the living room, you pick-up the living room!”  Eddie was stunned by her no-nonsense tone … as if what had just happened had not actual transpired.  She was still holding the reeking shoe over his nose and each breath was a torment.  His penis hung flaccid and sticky between his legs … his nakedness now seeming less important than it had moments before.

            “Don’t think I don’t know,” she whispered in his ear, “I’m onto you.  Now I know you like the way my feet stink.  You thought you could hide it from me, didn’t you?  You’re dirty and bad.  I’ll have to teach you just like Mommy taught me, James.”

            Eddie was then sent to his room.  He wasn’t sure if she realized it, but she had called him James.  James was his father’s name.  Eddie was horribly confused and wasn’t sure if he should cry or what.  All he knew was that his mother had finally lost it as Aunt Helen had predicted.  The only thing now was, what would she do next?  Sparing a last rueful look over his shoulder he found her hovering in the hall watching him.  Her eyes immediately narrowed and her pouty lips turned down in a profound scowl … “Oh, you’re such a willful boy!” she sighed.  Eddie quickened his step, but by the time he had reached his room she was right behind him, pushing him onto the bed … Eddie found to his dawning horror that he would not have to wait to find out what she would do next … the worst part was that his penis was inexplicably hard again and the realization was a humiliating blow.

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Part 2

  

Judy Denton eyed her son’s erect penis with an unconcealed hunger.  “Mommy knows jus where to put dat nasty wittle pecker!”

Eddie shivered as his mother turned her back to close the bedroom door, shutting them both in the room together.  She turned and slowly approached the bed until the edge of the mattress touched her bare knees.  Turning her back once more the nightmare continued. 

Eddie, feeling numb from head to toe, tried to scramble backward as she lifted one foot onto the bed and then another.  On hands and knees she began to crawl in reverse over the top of her son, skirt clad ass growing closer to his face by the second. Eddie’s arms were soon pinned between his own body and the knees and calves of his mother.  He could catch the vague aroma of her feet from somewhere behind his head.  His only hope was that whatever she was planning, he would not be forced to endure those horrid things again.  He watched in mute horror, feeling as if he were caught in the throes of some terrible dream, as his mother hitched up her skirt bearing her bare cheeks only inches away.  The image of his classmate, Claire, sprung to mind as his mother eerily waggled her ass in much the same way his fantasy girl had.

            With both hands she spread her cheeks, revealing the puckered bud of her anus. A hint of dark aroma drifted from the hole, toying with Eddie’s nostrils.  With purposefully slowness, she began to lower her ass, laughing menacingly all the while.  The smell of her butt grew stronger and stronger until Eddie thought he would suffocate on the powerful aroma of her unwashed anus.  Wetly, his nose slide into her asshole. 

            Once she had impaled her anus on his nose she began to wiggle and grind, flexing her asshole, pushing his nose in and out.  The smell was intolerable … the experience utterly humiliating.

            “Mmmmm, smell dat ass you bad wittle boy,” she moaned.

            Eddie began to frantically drum his heels on the bed. He was drowning in his mother’s smelly asshole!

            “Yeeeesss,” she suddenly exclaimed.  Bending forward, she sucked the entirety of Eddie’s genitals into her mouth, balls and all.  His nose slipped from her asshole to instead grind against her sopping pussy.  Eddie moaned in revulsion.  He instantly preferred the feet to this wretched torture.

            Her tongue wiggled inside her mouth, battering the head of Eddie’s penis to and fro.  With a shift she spread her knees outward and lifted her ankles from the bed.  Her feet lifted from the coverlet, her toes thrusting between Eddie’s nose and her own pussy.  Instantly his nostrils were filled the pungent reek of his mother’s dirty feet.  The aroma of her ass and pussy intermingled with the rank foot stench making Eddie’s head spin with olfactory overload.

            Eddie’s toes curled and his fists clenched.  His mother’s mouth was now going into overdrive, sucking his penis with expertise, her tongue lapping his swollen head … her fingers tickling his balls.  Eddie felt like his body was one flexed muscle, tense and vibrating.  Suddenly she pulled his cock from her mouth and began to roughly jack it with her hand.  She was moaning something against his inner thigh and after a moment he realized she was repeating, “smell me, smell me,” over and over again.  And smell her he did.

            There wasn’t much choice.  Her pussy adequately smothered his mouth preventing any breath from passing his lips.  He tried desperately to breath anyway and received a mouthful of her juice.  Hungrily he sucked the tainted air through his nose for fear of suffocation.  The stink of her feet and ass battered against his reserve.  He wasn’t sure how much longer he could stand it.  Her thick toes wiggled and flexed against his nose rubbing their stench into his skin.  He could see her asshole winking at him as it loosened and tightened only and inch from his eyes.

            Revoltingly, Eddie felt her fingers wiggle past his chest to reach her own clit.  He could feel her nails occasionally scrapping against his chin as her fingers flew, manipulating her pussy.  Her body tensed and began to shake spasmodically.  Her moans of “smell me” became louder and louder until she was screaming the mantra.  Her fist tightened on his penis but never slowed the hammering.  Eddie felt his own unwanted orgasm approaching and fought with all his might to hold it back.  He wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of humiliating him again in such a way.

            Only seconds before Eddie exploded her hand stopped.  His heart felt as if it were about to explode.  A single drop of semen oozed from his head which she brushed away with her thumb.  The head of Eddie’s penis was beyond sensitive and the quick flick of her digit caused his body to jerk violently.

            Roughly she climbed from the bed.  Her knees and feet kicking Eddie in the jaw and shoulders as she dismounted.  The moment he was free, Eddie bounded from the bed with thoughts of escape.  He felt the strong grip of his mother’s hand close about his forearm like a vice.  “I’m not done with you,” she said almost conversationally.  Spinning him around she placed her hand against his chest and slowly forced him back against the wall and into the corner of the room.  Eddie’s shoulders wedged against the walls, the feeling of claustrophobia almost overwhelming. 

            Without saying a word, she turned her back to him.  Instinctively Eddie glanced down and saw her bare bottom, the rounded cheeks slightly rosy in hue from her exertion.  Quickly he glanced away and squeezed his eyes shut.  With his eyes closed, Eddie didn’t have a clue what she had in mind but he feared the worst.  He could hear her panting and moaning and soon her fingers were again tugging on his cock.  With a shiver of revulsion he found his penis to still be rock hard.  The not knowing was almost worse than watching so Eddie finally opened his eyes and looked down.

            His mother’s back was still to him and her arm reached from between her own legs.  She ground her pussy on her wrist as her fingers tugged and caressed his penis … her long nails tickling his balls.  After a few more flicks and tweaks, she grabbed Eddie’s penis with two fingers and began to tickle her butthole with its tip.  He wanted to scream, but his throat had closed up.  With surprising suddenness, she slammed her ass backwards, burying Eddie’s cock up her chute.  The heat inside of her ass was surprising.  Without much ado, she began to ram up and down, pushing and pulling Eddie’s penis in and out of her incredibly tight anus.

            Eddie closed his eyes and moaned.  There was nothing he could do but let her have her way.  She began a bumping rhythm that seemed to go on forever.  The worst part was that it was the best thing he’d ever felt.  His body quivered with shame and excitement intertwined.  His stomach turned over and for a moment he thought he was going to puke.  It was all too much.  At some point he’d placed his hands on her hips though he couldn’t remember doing it.  Slowly he realized that she had stopped moving and he was the one thrusting.

            Even with the startling realization, Eddie continued to cram his penis in and out of his mother’s butthole.  Sweat began to drip from his nose and spatter her lower back.  She herself was sweating enough for the two of them.  Her hips were slippery with it.  Inexplicably Eddie had a painful need to again have her feet on his face.  It made no sense … but he wanted to smell them!  He wanted to suffer!  How could that be?

            Eddie felt his penis pull free from her ass.  His mother turned and grabbed his hand leading him toward the bed.  It was then that he realized he’d spoken his thoughts aloud!  Fear gripped him.  Could he handle it again?  Why did he suddenly want to smell her horrible feet?  Eddie stumbled where his mother led him, a mixture of sexual excitement, shame and confusion battering him from all sides.

            She dropped backward onto the bed.  Pulling her knees to her chest, she guided Eddie’s penis back into her waiting ass.  Both of them moaned simultaneously as he entered.  With both hands she reached forward grabbing hold of his nipples with her thumbs and index fingers.  She pinched and then with a tug pulled him forward, her feet coming up simultaneously.  Eddie’s face settled into the valley created by her arches now side by side.  Her large feet once again adequately covered his entire face.  Eddie sniffed deeply as she began to pinch, twist and flick his nipples.

            Again the smell of his mother’s dirty feet was overwhelming.  Each deep sniff made his body convulse.  With renewed vigor he slammed his cock in and out of her chute as hard and as fast as he could.  It was as if he were alone with her feet and that intense smell.  He let it fill him.  Without warning he began to cum.  Eddie’s screams were muffled against the sweaty, rank flesh of his mother’s soles.

            “You came in my ass!?” his mother was shrieking, “I didn’t tell you you could do that!”  Eddie was roughly pushed away his penis already growing limp.  His mother’s face was a thunder cloud of anger and indignation.  “How dare you cum in my ass!”  Grabbing hold of his wrist she pulled him over her lap … ass up.  Her hand whistled down and Eddie jerked with the slap.  She began to spank him emphatically.

            Eddie knew she must be insane.  None of it made any sense .. .but then again he must be nuts too.  He’d just sodomized him own mother and actually wanted to smell her dirty, nasty, stinking feet!  He had to be crazy.

            When her ire was spent and the spanking subsided she pushed him from her lap.  Shaking an admonishing finger under his nose, “Don’t you ever cum in my ass unless I tell you to … understood?”  Eddie nodded numbly.  “Good … now go wash up for dinner … your face stinks like my feet … MOVE!”

            Eddie scampered to the bathroom.  He still couldn’t wrap his mind around what had just happened.  He could hear his mother humming in the kitchen.  She never hummed!  Eddie had a feeling things were going to be different … very different indeed….

Dominant Deb

Dominant Deb

Intro
I was 16 at the time and i was living next door to my best mate, chris, i
was always round there playing computer games and such, i pretty much lived
round there. Chris's mum was about 40 years of age, 6 feet tall, long
brunette hair, quite slim, with a quite nicely sized ass, reasonably long
legs, but the best thing about her? Yep, you guessed it, she had beautiful
feet, about size 10, long toes, quite high arches considering the size.
Thats one of the reasons why i was at chris's house alot of the time, to try
a catch a glimpse of them perfect feet. She was a very nice person if you
caught her at the right time, but if not, she could be quite nasty, i
thought she was a bit 'stuck-up' aswell, kind of looked down on people, but
hey, enough of the small talk, let me tell you about my experiences with
her, not so nice sides.....Oh, and her name I hear you ask? Check the title.

Part 1.

As i lay on the floor of the room, with my arms and legs handcuffed,
completely naked, no money, a sore body all over, planety of red marks, and
an influx of varying tastes in my mouth, and the foresight of many more
times like this to come, i knew i had hit rock bottom.....And i had never
been happier.

3 Days Earlier:
So, it was like any other friday night, i was at her house playing poker
with a few mates (including Chris), and i heard Deb leave to go out with a
few friends, she goes out quite often, and when she comes back, she's either
rowdy, or irritable.
When she got back it was about 1am, and we were still paying poker, and were
all drunk, she went straight upstairs without saying a word, i was
disappointed, she usually come downstairs barefoot, I am sure it is to tease
me, hmm maybe not.
I was trying to think of a way to see her feet, so i decided to 'go to the
toilet' (or so i told my mates), I thought maybe i could go upstairs and
think of a way to see her feet, somehow, i never really had it worked out.
When i got upstairs, i saw her boots which she had beeen wearing earlier
thet night, i was a bit drunk, and hence daring, so i knelt down and took a
quick wiff, to my suprise they did not smell at all, i was so disappointed,
in my desperation i grabbed them and went into chris's room to give them a
more thorough inspection. When i got into the room, i knelt down and put my
nose as far into the boot as possible, at last, it hit my nose, the feint
smell or sweat from all the dancing, it was good enough for me. Quickly, i
unziped my trousers and started rubbing my Hard-on.
Just on cue, Deb walked into the room and caught me jerking off whilst
smelling her boots, i went bright red with embarassment, i just froze, not
knowing what to say, it wasnt helped by Deb slapping me in the face and
shouting 'What the hell do you think you are doing?!
'Erm, erm' I said franticly, 'Please dont shout the lads will hear'.
'I don't care you little pervert'! she shouted, 'how dare you get off whilst
smelling MY shoes'!
Luckily the music downstairs prevented my mates from hearing.
'Please don't tell my mates, please, i'll do anything' I begged.
'Yes, you will' was her reply, 'Get yourself and your tiny dick into my
bedroom now'!
As i scampered into her room zipping my trousers up on the way, the shock
made my hard-on go down.
'Kneel'! Deb said, now in a stern, and commanding voice. I knelt at her feet
as she towered over me.
'Please dont tell my mates' i begged, 'Shut up' was the reply as she slapped
me across my face again, this one hurt more, my face was burning. 'You will
not speak unless i tell you to speak, now, give me one good reason why i
should not tell your mates, your parents, everyone you know what a little
pervert you are'!
'Erm, i stammered, because i am so sorry I will never do anything like that
again, i will do anything, please'!
'Kiss my feet and beg me not to tell everyone, and from now on you will call
me queen Deb'.
I couldn't believe what she just said, this was my dreem come true, to
finally get to kiss this goddesses feet.
'Well?' said Deb 'Kiss my feet!'. I knelt down and started to plant kisses
on the top of her feet. 'please, queen Deb, please do not tell everyone what
a little pervert I am, you are such a beautiful goddess and I am honoured to
be kissing your feet', this felt so natural to me, and of course my dick had
risen fully and was swelling, i was turned on by this humiliation, then I
heard a
*click*
'Just for reassurance' Deb smiled, 'why have you stopped'? she said as she
planted a kick right on the end of my nose which made my eyes water.
She was really beggining to enjoy the control she had over me now, she
seemed no longer angry but loved having me begging and kissing her feet.
I continued kissing the tops of her feet as she towered over me. 'Get off me
now' She said in a commanding tone. She sat down in her big comfy chair,
crossed her legs and gestured for me to come to her, i crawled over and got
a much better view of her feet. Her toenails were painted black and her toes
were quite long, she had very smooth feet, about a size 10, they were
perfect besides a few red marks from where her boots had been rubbing her.
'Massage my feet' She demanded 'They are tired from all the dancing'
'What will my mates say about me being so long up here;? I asked.
'Don't worry, most of them have gone and they were too drunk to notice, now
get rubbing'!
'Of course queen kate' I replied conformatively.
So, a started massaging these feet which i had fantasised about worshipping
for years, i rubbed each toe gently for a couple of minutes each, i used my
thumbs to push in a circular motion, then i began on the soles, they were
beautiful, i put all my effort and concentration into her feet and to please
her much as i could, although i enjoyed the experience very much, i harldy
have a choice, did i?
After about 20 minutes on one foot i started on the other, i looked up to
see she was relaxng, watchng TV, like i wasn't there.
After about 20 minutes on the other foot she ordered: 'My feet are sweaty
and smelly, lick them clean', these were the best words i had ever heard in
my life, my @#%$ was painfully hard as i began to lick her smooth soles,
from the heel to the toes, i covered every inch of the sole, i started on
the heel, licking round and round, then moved up the toes in long lapping
motions, her feet tasted salty and sweaty, but i was in heaven. Then i began
on the toes, i started on the big toe, sucking it like lollipop, with all my
passion, i was in love with heer feet, after each toe i began inbetween her
toes, licking out the pieces of sock lint and toejam, 'Do you like my
toejam'? She teased, 'Yes queen Deb, i like it very much' I replied, 'Good
little footboy, why have you stopped?'
I quickly resumed worshipping her feet, i repeated the whole process each
time on each foot, it lasted for about an hour, but it didnt seem long
enough for me, the time was 2:30am, and she pulled her feet from my mouth
and demanded me to dry them soflty with a towel, so i scambled round on my
knees to get a towel, and proceeded to dab her feet dry. When they were dry
i bowed my head next to her feet.
'Strip' She suddenly ordered, i was caught off guard, i was nervous about
being completely naked with her, although i thought that she might give me
some release. So i ripped all my clothes off and stood infront of her with a
hard-on, i was so embarrassed.
*Click*
She put her foot out onto my @#%$, slowly teasing me as she rubbed her toes
up and down my shaft very slowly, that almost made me cum right there, her
face was grinning an evil grin as she loved teasing me like this.
'Kneel infront of my feet and be my footrest' she commanded while she
watched TV, and talked on the fone, i was listening to her conversation, and
although i wanted to be dominated more, i was glad that she said nothing
about me because for more people to know would be just too risky. Her feet
on my back felt so good, as i felt her wiggle her toes and laught to her
friend.
*Click*
I was her foot rest for at least and hour and my knees and arms were aching
so badly, i needed to move and stretch my legs out, so i tried stretching
one arm out, bad idea.
'Did i tell you to move?!' she shouted as she kicked me hard in the ribs,
she had a stronger kick than i thougt, it really took the wind out of me.
'You will have to be punished for disobeying the queen'! Before could get
my breath back back i felt a huge weight on my chest as she planted both
feet firmly onto me, her feet felt nice on my skin but she was heavy, she
was 6ft tall. I groaned in pain as she smiled, digging her heels into by
chest.
'That is what you get for disobeying the queen', she said angrily. She
lifted one foot and put it on my face, than slowly put all of the weight
onto my skull, it hurt so much, 'I will take it off when you aplogise'
'Hmmf, Hmmmmf'
Her foot was on my mouth, 'too bad' she laughed, she put her other foot
across my eyes and started twisting about, that hurt really bad, and i was
running out of breath,
'hmmmf, hmmmf' 'What was that? you are enjoying this?' she teased, i gave up
trying to speak as i was beggining to pass out, then finally, she took her
feet off my face and stood upon my chest once more, i was breathing huge
breaths to try to replenish the air that i had lost, my head was throbbing
and i felt light headed. 'What do you say to me?' asked Deb 'I am very sorry
for disobeying your orders queen Deb, i will never do it again' 'You better
not, or i wont come off next time'.
She was till standing on my chest, which still hurt, she started walking up
and down my body, 'You are my rug, you are lucky to even touch my feet let
alone worship them' she said as she strode up and down my body, 'Yes
queen.....Argh!' i screamed as she stepped on my @#%$, it wasn't hard, i
needed the blood elsewhere to recover from the near-suffocation just a few
minutes ago. 'Queit!' She shouted 'it is not as if you have much to get
hurt!' now she was just humiliating me. 'You have a tiny dick, you little
footboy' she stepped on my dick agian, it hurt badly. This was really
painful but i was kind of getting used to the weight and i started to enjoy
the humiliation, she continued to srtride up and down by body, be pinched my
nipples with her toes, and slapping my face with her feet.
'Since you have been a good rug, i will let you lick my feet again' my dick
sprang to attention, as she placed her foot infont of my mouth, whilst still
standing on my chest, it would be so worthwile if i could worship her feet
again. But as she put her toe just infront of my mouth, she pulled it away
again, i strianed by neck to get to her toes but she held them teasingly
just out of reach. 'Aw, can't reach them?' she laughed. 'Please let me
worship your feet queen Deb, please, please, please!'. 'Fine, if it will
shut you up!' she sad as she slid her toes into my mouth once more, it felt
amazing, i sucked her toes and licked inbetween them with all my passion, i
forgot how amazing it felt, 'Stick your tongue out' she commanded, as she
slid her soles across my outstuck tongue. I was i heaven once more, she then
used her other foot and slid it across my tongue, the pain of the previous
minutes went away as i worshippped. She then started sliding all her toes
into my mouth, it felt good, then she started pushing them further down my
throat, i gagged, but she was relentless, they went further down until her
toes were touching the back of my throat, my jaw was hurting so badly, i was
at the point where i couldn't take much more of the pain, i heard her
laughing 'Does it hurt little footboy, Aw, he is in pain, what a little
worthless footboy'. After what seemed like an eternity she finally withdrew
her foot from my mouth, as a stretched my jaw back to its normal position,
it was burining, 'Cant let you have all the fun now can we?' She laughed,
jumping off my body, what a relief that was. A great burden had been lifted
off me.
Again she sat down as i lay there recovering from the ordeal
*Click*
'Go and fetch me a drink, I am thirsty' Demanded Deb. 'But what if chris
sees me?' I replied. 'Don't worry he is asleep, if not, then thats your
problem'. I sneeked downstaris and got her a drink of water, luckily Chris
was asleep, i wonder what he would have said if he had seen me sneaking
around naked with a hard-on.
I got back to the room and i saw her bra and thong on the floor, she was
sitting there in her little low-cut top which showed off her big breasts
amazingly, and her miniskirt which showed off her awesomme long legs.
'Ever seen beauty like this before Footboy?' 'No Queen Deb' I repleid, in
awe.
'Come here' I crawled over to her and gave her the glass of water, she took
a sip and then teasingly slipped down her skirt revealing her goddess-like
@#%$ shaven into just a 'landing strip'. I couldn't beleive my eyes, would
i get to worship her @#%$? She turned around, bent over, and revealed her
@#%$. 'My ass is sweaty, lick it completely clean', i crawled to her and
started tongueing her @#%$, it tasted sweaty and smelled a bit, but
anything for queen Deb. After about 5 minutes of that she ordered me to lie
down, then she sat on my face, stretched out her legs and startes rubbing my
@#%$. 'Yes, i thought, finally some release!' but just as i was bout to cum
she pulled away and stood up, she laughed 'Need release?' she said
teasingly, 'Yes please queen Deb' 'Well no, not in my house' she said
sternly.
By this time it ws nearly 4am and she told me to lick her boots clean after
her night out, so i began licking her dirty sole and chewing the pieces of
dirt and grime that she had stood in, 'taste nice does it?' i hear her say,
'Yes queen Deb i replied. I contiued licking the boot and tried to imagine
it was her feet, i sucked on the heel and all the way up the knee-high
leather, my tongue was black from the leather and so very dry, but i had to
make them clean, i didn't want more punishment.
'I am going to sleep' She said, 'You will rub my feet until i go to sleep,
and dont you dare thnk about jerking off in my house, or everyone will know
what a disgusting foot boy you are!'
I rubbed her feet for as long as i could until i fell to sleep at the foot
of her bed, where i belonged.

Part 2

'Good morning footboy!' I heard the voice, yet i couldn't see anything, why
couldn't i see? Where was i? Then it all came flooding back, i could feel
the soft rug on my naked back, my jaw, chest, and dick was sore, i had a
headache, the voice was Deb's, but why couldn't i see? Then it struck me,
her feet were over my eyes! I was so relived, and the beautiful touch of her
soft soles in my eyes was an awesomme wake up call. 'Ready to continue your
daily services to me?' 'What?' i thought, daily services? how would this
happen without people finding out if it was daily? Then i felt a hard 'Thud'
on my face, she had kicked me in the face with her heel. 'Ouch!' i cried,
'Of course.' 'Of course what?' came the angry reply along with another kick
to the face, 'Of course queen Deb.' 'Now kiss my feet and lie here until i
have finished in the shower.' She stood on my chest as she got off the bed,
and went into the bathroom for a shower.

Now, what had i got myself into? How could i possibly continue 'Daily
duties' without people noticing? Serving Deb was amazing but it isn't
feasible to do it full time, what about my parents, and friends? all these
thoughts went through my head, then i heard the shower stop, and queen Deb
walked into the room in just a towel, she looked like a true goddess.

'I know what you are thinking' She said as she sat looking at her mirror, i
stayed lying on the ground. 'You do?' was my reply. 'Yes, your wondering how
you can keep serving me without people noticing? Well, your parents are
going on holiday for a week in spain, and chris is going camping for the
weekend, Don't worry, i have told your parents that you crashed here, and
wont be up until later so you can't say goodbye to them, you are mine for
the whole weekend.' 'But what about my football match?' I asked, a stupid
question really, i knew i would just have to miss it. She didn't reply.
'Come here' She called, i crawled to her, 'Get under the desk and smell my
beautiful feet.' I crawled under her desk where she was doing her hair, and
started to smell her showered feet, my hard-on was back. 'They smell
goddess-like don't they?' They smelt like perfume, she must have used some
expensive body wash. My nose was inches away from her toes, i forgot how
beautiful her feet were, and i longed to worship them again. 'Nope' she said
as she pulled her feet away and stood up swiftly, 'There is no chance you
disgusting tongue is going on my clean feet!' you will make then smell
horrible again, i accepted this, but wondered what was going to happen as
she was putting some clothes on, 'Don't even look at me without my command'
She reminded me, so i couldn't even look at how she was dressed to get an
idea where she was going. 'Right' she said 'Whilst I am gone i have a few
jobs for you to do, firstly, in this cupboard is my shoe collection, i want
you to clean each pair until they are completely spotless, oh, and if your
mouth gets dry, you can drink from the toilet' 'The toilet' i thought, oh
no'. I heard her flush the chain a few minute ago so i suppose that isn't
such a big deal, 'Well, what are you waiting for!?' she shouted, i quickly
opened the cupbaord to reveal at least 40 pairs of shoes, from sandals, to
knee-high boots, this was going to be a long day. As she walked out of the
room i heard her carrying some sort of sports bag.

So, the next 6 hours was spent licking dirt of her shoes, although most of
them were quite clean, i preceeded to washing my mouth in the toilet, it
felt so humilitating despite the fact that there was no-one around, the
water, to my suprise was quite fresh i could have just used the sink, but
disobeying Queen Deb never crossed my mind, i was also tempted to masturbate
over some of the awesomme high heels, but I didnt want more punishment,
lets face it, last night hurt, i thought to myself.

After what seemed like an eternity i heard the door open, just as I closed
the cupboard after finishing the last pair of flip-flops, 'Footboy,
downstairs, now!' i heard the call of my Queen. I crawled downstairs to see
she was in her gym clothes, all sweaty, but she looked tremendously hot.
'Lie infront of the door' She ordered, and she stood on me as she wipes her
trainers on my chest, 'From now on whwnever i enter the house, you will be
the first thing i stand on' 'Of course Queen Deb,' I replied. 'Wow, that was
a hard session, you have to sweat alot to look this good!' I kind of new
what was coming. She sat down in the kitchen and ordered me to take her
trainers off. Her sooks had sweat stains all over and were very wet. 'Take a
big smell' she laughed, they smelt very sweaty, a bit cheesy, but to my
suprise not that nasty at all, She placed both of ther sweaty socked feet on
my face and rubbed them all over my face, it felt amazing, 'kiss my socks'
she ordered, so i started kissing her sweaty socks, all over, first on the
top, then i planted kisses on each toe, the big french kisses on the bottom,
of course i was still naked, and quite cold on the kitchen floor, my hard-on
still developed quite quicky. 'Remove my socks and lick all the sweat off my
feet' i was anxious yet very excited as i peeled the socks from her feet, i
was sitting cross legged as she placed one foot right on my @#%$ as i
brought the other to my mouth,
*Click*
The smell started to hit my nose, of all the salty sweat that was dripping
from her feet, straight away i started sucking her toes with so much
passion, starting with the big toe, inbetween the big toe, there was loads
of toejam, i licked it out and chewed it for some time, 'Enjoying my toejam
are we?' of course i was, i continued to suck each toe and eat all the
toejam, sock lint, and sweat from inbetween each of her toes, she just laid
back and relaxed after her hard gym session, as i started taking long laps
of her awesomme sole, i was virtually drinking the sweat from her feet, her
heels were quite rough at this point and i got little bits of dry skin to
chew on aswell. I then delved up the ankle, and down the top of her foot,
panting kisses all the way down, then back to sucking the toes again, i had
to repeat the process about 5 times before all the sweat had been removed
from her feet, into my mouth, i then began on the other foot, it was like a
full meal, licking her feet, it was amazing! After i had finished with the
other foot she stood up, i planted one kiss on the top of each foot, and
thanked her for the pleasure of licking her sweaty feet clean, then she went
upstairs to shower, i just lay down, pondering what an awesomme half an hour
that had been.

She came back downstairs, all refreshed in a short top and a pair of sexy
tight shorts, they were quite casual clothes however, as she started making
some sandwiches for her lunch, i forgot how hungry i was. She made jam
sandwiches and started eating them whilst reading the paper and completely
ignoring me, half way through, she looked at me, 'Oh, you want to eat?' 'Yes
please Queen Deb' I begged, she then bit a large piece of sandwich, chewed
it, then spat it on the floor, 'there you go, enjoy' she smiled, i crawled
over to eat this mush which she had dropped then she put her foot and
squashed it down into the ground, 'Ooops, silly me, clean it off my feet and
the ground,' so i began to lick the mush from inbetween her toes (again) and
chewed it like food, it was very humiliating,
*Click*
After licking it from her toes she lifted her foot and placed it on my face,
rubbing it all over my face, i tried to lick it off her sole and my face,
but it was too diffucult, she was laughing at me, 'what about my floor?' she
demanded 'there is still some on the floor, 'Lick it up' the floor was a bit
dirty and i started to lick the chewed, squashed jam sandwich from the
floor, she was still giggling.

After the food she had me cleaning various rooms in the house, taking
pictures whilst i was doing it.

When the evening came Queen Deb shouted me downtairs, 'Fooboy, come here! I
have some friends coming tonight for a drink and they know about our little
situation,' 'But it thought you wasn't going to.....' I was intereupted with
a kick in the balls, which sent me to the ground in pain. 'Don't you
interrupt me like that again, they will not tell anyone about you, as long
as you be a good little footboy, ok?' 'Yes Queen Deb', i replied, very
nervous about the night to come.

About an hour later there came a knock at the door, it was Deb's friend Kim,
i had seen a before a few times and said hello, but i didn't really know her
very well, they exchanged small talk and hugs, then i heard 'So where is
this slave boy you were telling me about?' 'Footboy, Come here' i crawled
into the hall from the kicthen comletely naked to recieve a burst of
laughter from kim, 'you?' haha, 'Kiss my feet slave boy!' Red with
embarresment i crawled over and kissed each of Kim's high heeled shoes, much
to her amusement, 'So he does do what you say, wow, tonight is going to be
fun!' they left me at the hallway and walked downstairs, laughing and
chatting. Kim was about 5'10', and she was very curvy, had brunette hair,
and a very pretty face, she was wearing a black top, and a sexy black skirt
to about her knees, she wore closed-toes high heels, a couple of inches
high. Before long the doorbell rang once more, it was Gina, Deb's cousin,
they were close frieds, she was a short woman, about 5'5, very nice figure,
about 38, wearing knee high boots, they hugged and greated each other, 'Get
here slave!' she shouted, wow, she was a confident, and seemingly dominant
woman, as a i crawled in naked it was recived with laughter once more, 'Kiss
my feet to say hello!' she demanded, so i kissed each boot, and they went
downstairs, the doorbell rang again not much later, to reveal her final
guest, sarah, she was my french teacher at school, and i gave her a hard
time, when i saw her i was shocked, 'Well, well, look who it is' Sarah said
teasingly, 'Lie infront of me!' i did as i was told and she stood on me in
her 3 inch red high heels, and then walked downstairs, i had two red marks
where she stood on me, that hurt. sarah was about 40, had long blonde hair,
and was about 6ft tall, she was a true goddess.

I stayed lying there for an hour or so until they had a few drinks and were
becoming quite rowdy, i was called downstairs by Queen Deb, i was so
nervous, i was at the mercy of four, rowdy women, i crawled down and was met
by the hysterical laughter of all the guests including Deb. 'Right Footboy,
you will worship each of these goddess feet until thye kick your face to
stop, okay' 'Yes Queen Deb' that was met by much more laughter.

First, i crawled to Kim, and began worshipping her feet, i licked the tops
of her high heels and sucked the end of the toe, by this time i had forgot
about the ultimate humiliation and a hard-on developed, 'Look, his little
@#%$ has grown' Said kim, laughter hit the room once more, as i began
licking the sole of kim's shoes i was swallowing quite a lot of dirt, it
tasted bad, but this was such a turn-on, 'Suck the heel like a @#%$' ordered
kim, so i did, and she was putting it deeper into my throat as they carried
on talking to each other normally, after about 10 minutes, i unexpectedly
got a kick in the face, it hurt, that was my que to move on to Gina, i began
worshipping her knee high boots as she was talking and drinking wine, after
she had finishesd with me, i was kicked and so moved onto Sarah, i was just
about to kiss the toe of her red high heel when she told me to look up, then
she spat a whole mouthful of spit into my face and onto my chest, this
brought an eruption of laughter from the women, 'That is just the beggining
of your punishment for giving me such a hard time in the french lessons!'
She started to rub the spit on my chest with her heels and put them into my
mouth to lick it off, i was in heaven, i had secretly fantasised about
worshipping her, and there i was, licking spit of her heels. She started
playing with my swelling @#%$ whilst i was licking the soles of her shoes,
and i was close to bursting right there and then, but she stabbed my balls
with her heel, that sent me rolling in agony, more laughter erupted.

'Stand up' Ordered Queen Deb, so i stood there, this little naked plaything
to all these women with a raging hard-on.
*click*
When the laughter died down kim walking up to me really sexily and started
rubbing my @#%$ with her knee, oh my god i wanted to cum so bad, but Deb
reminded me 'Cum and you get punished.' 'Lie down' Ordered kim, as she sat
down on the sofa with me underneath her, she then began to rub my @#%$ with
her heels, calling me a little slave footlicker, and a worthless footstool,
this was just too much, as i erupted onto her shoes, my semen went gushing
all over, it was the best orgasm of my life, though soon after, i knew i was
in trouble, 'How dare you cum on my friends feet! In my house! when i
specifically told you not to! lick it off her shoe now and beg for
forgiveness!' so i did just that, i lapped up the mountains of dripping cum
off kim's shoes whilst begging 'please forgive me for cumming on your shoes,
please Queen Kim, forgive me!' My cum tatsed quite bad, but that was the
last thing on my mind,

'How should we punish him girls?' asked Queen Deb, 'Lets all stand on him
with our heels!' replied Sarah, god i wish i was a better pupil in her
classes. 'Lie in the middle of the room footboy!' demanded Queen Deb, i did
just that, and i was feeling very anxious, how much was this going to hurt?
One by one they stood on me, first was sarah in her red high heels, she
stood right on my chest, it took my breath away, the heels were digging into
my chest, it was stinging really bad. There was one consilation however, i
could see up her skirt! next was kim, in her knee high black boots, she
stood on my stomach, although i had tensed it as much as possible it didn't
make much difference, 'come on gina, get on, punish this disobedient
slaveboy!' so, she got on, she stood on each of my thighs, that hurt the
most, her heels dug right into my flesh, this pain was really bad, although
the pain in my thighs did take some pain away from the pain in my chest!
Last but not least was Queen deb, in her big black boots, she stepped right
on my face! one heel on each cheek, this was incredibly painful and i
shreiked oout, 'thats right footboy' shouted Deb, 'This is your punishment
for diobeying orders, i have told you once before, but you just won't
listen, will you? start twisting girls!' the girls started twisting their
heels into me, i tried to not scream in pain, this was horrific, they
started to walk about on me, with girls falling off me but just as quick
jumping back on, after about 10 minutes of this agony, they got tired and
decided to sit down and drink more wine, leaving me in the centre of the
room, coverd in red marks, and stinging all over.

After another half an hour or so, i heard sarah, 'lets play with footboy
some more!' that got some great replies, they were now very drunk and very
rowdy, they all began to take off the boots and high heels, 'Finally!' i
thought, 'something to null the pain!' sarah looked down over me and smiled,
'having a nice evening?' yes Queen sarah' i repleid, she sat behind my head
and smacked both her feet onto my face, that hurt in itself, her feet were
quite rough , and quite big, thats all i could tell from my posistion, her
feet on my face felt amazing, as she rubbed all the sweat around my face,
'Lick the sweat from my soles' my dream come true, i stuck my tongue out and
lapped her soles, drinking all the sweat, it was awesomme, i kept tasting
bits of dry skin from her heels but it tasted quite nice, one again, my dick
and reached full height, as i continued licking her soles, i could make out
some moans from sarah through all the racket the other girls were making,
she was really enjoying this! This gave me more motivation and i started
licking faster and faster, until her moans turned into cries, i carried on
licking, form the back of her heel, right up her sole, all the way to her
toes, she was now screaming in pleasure, innibbled on her heels and carried
on until she orgasmed full on, her sighs slowly subsided, i was so proud,
she kept her feet there on my face.

Next i could feel a sharp pain on my nipples one of the girls laughed
histerically, she was twisting my nipples with her toes, this hurt badly!
all the girls were laughing their heads off at this show, another girl sat
on my @#%$, and placed her feer on my chest twisting and jabbing my throat,
they were all tormenting me, because she was sat on my hard on, ths was
really painful, they kept laughing and poking and twisting with their feet,
then for a second the feet were removed from my face, quickly followed by a
bare ass, the girls luaghed, 'Lick my ass' i heard, so i tried licking in
her @#%$ whichever girl it was, it was difficult however because she was
sitting with her full weight on my face and was playing with my @#%$ with
her feet, i struggled to breathe, but there was a slight gap where i could
get breath, which probably stopped me from passing out, the girls were too
drunk to realise that i very nearly couldn't breathe. After several minutes
of this the girls dispersed off me, each making a last kick, two of the
girls slapped in the face with their feet, that made them laugh even more.
It was 2am, they were getting ready to go, the ordeal was finally over.

Yes indeed, the girls walked upstairs i followed them to the door, they had
a taxi waiting for them, i kissed each foot of each girl when they left, but
they had an idea, i was to carry all their bags, to the taxi, naked! i could
not believe this, what if someone saw? it was 2am, and im sure everybody was
stll in bed, Well, i didn't have a choice, bag by bag i ran them to the
taxi, the female taxi driver, she was about 60, was very amused, this was
really embarassing, i had to make 2 journeys to take all the handbags, they
could have easily carried them themselves, to make it worse, i still had a
hard-on. The girls walked to the taxi barefoot and demanded me to see them
off, they each got into the taxi, and i was made to kiss each foot and thank
the girl for a perfect night of worshipping them before they got in, they
were laughing their heads off, along with the taxi driver, and i had said my
goodbyes, they drove off, I scampered inside.

Part 3

As my eyes slowly opened, I stretched my body out as much as I could on the
soft, carpeted floor, I looked up and caught a glimpse of the narrow beam of
light shining in from the gap in the curtains, it shone onto my
stomach, and I felt a warm, cosy sensation, it was hot outside, a beautiful
summers morning, it was Sunday
morning, my last day of my preliminary residence serving at Queen Deb's
house, and of course, her feet. I glanced down my naked body to nurse the
bruises left after last night's humiliation, on reflection, it was
probably the best night of my life.

I was lying on the floor, downstairs, in the living room, just relaxing;
this was the first moment I had to
myself just to chill. It must have been about 9am when I heard Queen Deb,
Foot boy, get up here now! Her
beautiful commanding voice was now music to my ears as I scampered upstairs
awaiting her orders. I crawled into her room; she was sitting at the end of
the bed, come say hello to my feetsies she said teasingly, I got to her
perfect feet (I forgot how amazing they really were until each time I was
with them). 'Worship them like it was the last time you were ever allowed to, I
got to it straight away, I started planting kisses on the top of her feet,
inhaling deeply with each kiss, I must have kissed her foot 100 times in
about 30 seconds, I them lifted her foot, and caressed it for a moment,
staring at the gorgeously long toes, with red nail polish, I stuck her big
toe into my mouth and sucked passionately, I closed my eyes, she planted her
other foot onto my shoulder and started rubbing it up and down my front,
touching the tip of my @#%$, sending my body into spasms of pleasure, she
loved teasing me, and I knew I wouldnt be allowed to cum, look what happened
last night! I continued sucking her toes licking in-between, her feet
smelled musky, but it wasnt bad at all, I was growing to adore the smell of
her feet. I began on the sole, licking around the heel, then long, slow,
meaningful laps all the way down her perfect foot to the end of her toes,
this continued for several minutes on each foot (not long enough in my
opinion) until she pulled her foot away from my face, to my dismay, I bowed
my head in submission. Guess who is coming round today? said Queen Deb, Oh,
no I though, Not more people knowing about our situation, not matter how
much I loved serving Queen Deb, at the back of my mind was a determinedness,
not to reveal it to the world. Well, I am going out, and I have plans to
pick up a proper man to please me sexually, because there is no way you can
with you little @#%$! My @#%$ wasnt that small, but she did deserve bigger.
Who is it?; I asked, swallowing, it saddened me to think I couldnt serve my
Queen properly. I dont know yet, she replied but whenever I go looking for a
man I ALWAYS find one worthy of @#%$ me, he will be big, strong, have
huge muscles, and a massive @#%$, unlike you.

The rest of the day for me was spent cleaning, until evening, when Queen Deb
left, but just before she did, she got something out of the closet, they
were handcuffs, several pairs, I counted four, lie down on the floor, she
commanded, then she proceeded to handcuff each of my limbs to a different
part of the living room, the sofa, the coffee table, and the TV stand. Bye
she laughed. The handcuffs were quite uncomfortable, they were tight and I
kept getting itches which I couldnt relieve, I longed for her to return, but
I was anxious about the fact she was bringing a guy, what would he do, if
anything, about our situation? Many questions plagued my mind for several
hours until I heard the door open,

Queen Deb entered the room, and a hunky guy was behind her. He was wearing a
tight, blue top, to fully show off his huge pecks and muscle-filled arms, he
looked straight over at me, so its true, he does have a small @#%$ They both
laughed, this was terrible, now I was getting mocked by a guy, a superior
guy though, it was what Deb wanted, so I should feel happy about that. Deb
walked over to me and opened the handcuffs, Sit in the corner and watch how
a real man pleases me she commanded, so I crawled into the corner, as they
started kissing franticly, ripping each others clothes off, I got an instant
boner, I was going to see Queen Deb naked! The guy seemed unusually
comfortable with me being her slave, he was taking off his trousers and
revealed a massive bulge in his boxers, and I mean massive! Deb now had her
top off to reveal her perfect breasts, her erect nipples sticking out; she
slipped off her thong whilst the guy was lying on top of her planting kisses
all over her spectacular body. They were both moaning with pleasure, they
were rampant in taking off their clothes and he was already putting his huge
@#%$ into her wet @#%$, this brought an audible moan from Deb, as I sat I
the corner watching with amazement, he was pummelling her on the couch, I
could here the slapping as his @#%$ slipping in and out, her hands gripped
onto his manly back, and her moans begun to get louder, and louder, and
louder, until they nearly became screams, and she climaxed, but it was far
from over, he removed his @#%$ and put Queen Debs legs up in the air, then
slipped his huge, now wet @#%$ into her once more, this guy really knew how
to please a woman, his thrusts got faster and faster, Debs moans got louder
and she climaxed once more, each scream pierced my body with pleasure, and I
felt a bit of what she was feeling, my body shook as my @#%$ throbbed. He
continued @#%$ her, he was close to finishing, his moans became audible,
it was a bit of a turn-off, but it was inevitable and not long after he
cummed, and sent mountains of semen gushing into her dripping wet vagina.
Get over here footboy, quickly! I hurried to her on the floor with the guy
still on top of her, suck this real mans @#%$, it has cum all over it she
laughed, and the guy slipped his giant @#%$ out of her vagina, and into my
mouth, I could only just fit it in, it wasnt a pleasant experience, his @#%$
was warm and throbbing after the sex with Queen Deb, and I had to drink all
his semen, the guy was laughing along with my Queen, I told you he was
pathetic! she laughed to the guy. Keep sucking, this was an ultimate low, I
was sucking another mans @#%$ because I was told to do so, but I was
enjoying this ultimate humiliation, I really had become her complete slave,
if only for this weekend, I carried on sucking all the cum off, but I was
ordered to continue, the guy was sitting down on one side of the sofa and
Deb was lying on the other side, with her feet on my face and @#%$, her feet
took all the sucking off my mind, and she was playing with my @#%$ with her
toes, I was fully erect and ready to burst, watching Queen Deb orgasm was
thoroughly enjoyable, and tremendously hot. The mixture of the bad taste
from the semen, the ultimate humiliation, and having a set of perfect feet
on my face and @#%$, I had the most unusual concoction of feelings, and I
was dying to cum, Queen Deb noticed this, You may cum I was so happy I burst
my load all over her feet, 8 huge squirts gushed out of my @#%$, and at the
same time, the guy had an orgasm, and cummed right in my mouth, it tasted
pretty bad, but not horrible, and my cum went all over Queen Debs feet, the
guy pulled his @#%$ out of my mouth, I'll see you around Deb, I might call
you sometime, Yeah, sure Replied Deb We can do this again.

I sat there, naked, with a huge smile on my face, after having the best
orgasm ever, very satisfied, with her feet in my lap dripping with my semen,
she lay there, also naked, also very satisfied, that moment I will never
forget for the rest of my life, I felt like we had the best relationship
ever, and I was so incredibly lucky to have a Queen like Deb, May I Yes you
may she interrupted, and smiled, and I began to lick her feet clean, it was
a beautiful moment, her feet were so soft because of the semen, some got
between her toes, I saw to that, happily. I went through my usual routine,
long laps of the sole, I paid special attention to the wetter areas, and
because I was enjoying it so much, I begun to like the taste. After about 20
minutes, Queen Deb swung her legs round, pushed me with her feet into a
kneeling position, keeping my back horizontal to the floor, and used me as
her footrest for a few hours whilst watching TV. When she got up to go to
bed, she handcuffed me in my usual position, and walked upstairs.

As I lay on the floor of the room, with my arms and legs handcuffed,
completely naked, no money, a sore body
all over, plenty of red marks, and an influx of varying tastes in my mouth,
and the foresight of many more
times like this to come, I knew I had hit rock bottom.....And I had never
been happier.