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I dropped my pants to the floor, I was just about to start wanking when I received another text, “Remember no wanking your little wee wee,” she said. The second her beautiful feet covered in a, red five inch stiletto rubbed against my little cock, I looked into her magnificently beautiful sapphire eyes that you could lose yourself in and let out a moan. Good, my feet want to play with you little dick she said as she sat back down in her chair. I quickly crawled to over to her, she started to rub her bare toes against my aching cock and said, “Why don’t you kiss my knees and work your way up, I’ll tell you when to stop.”
I allowed him to tell me all about his foot fetish and how he loved nylon covered feet and the musky smell they emit after being trapped inside sexy shoes. He slowly knelt down in front of my desk when I shrugged, pointed to my nylon covered foot, and wiggled my toes, “Don’t be upset if that little cramped space smells like musky feet. With the toes of the heel pointing upward and hanging on his nose, I stretched the elastic headband around the shoe and his head until it was secured to the front of his face like a mask.
I bent down and took both her feet in my hands and started kissing them as usual. I began applying the first layer of transparent varnish on her right foot starting from the little toe. -May I ask what color does Madame wish to have her toe nails painted? I think I'll wear open shoes today, just to have my feet looked by everybody. Your humble slave bids you good day Madame! I went upstairs and took Madame's slippers. -Then you may begin slave, she said and lied down lazily on the couch, her right foot hanging on the side. My Madame was actually sleeping, having her feet massaged, by her humble slave!
As I started to walk away, I realized she must've tracked dirt through the house with her boots, while she was walking over to the couch. I dutifully started licking the rest of her boots clean. I was still kneeling with my face right next to her feet, so I didn't have to move much as I slowly pulled each boot off. I got down on my knees once again and started licking her right after she pulled her shorts down. I started licking, since I realized that's what she meant by clean. Once I got home, I realized how much my life had changed in the past few hours, and was glad that I was given the chance to worship Sophia.
Sometimes Jenna will make me sit on the floor while we watch movies or she'll rest her feet on me and ask if it's alright even though she knows damn well that I love every second of it. I got on my knees next to her bed, which wasn't even weird since she knew I liked being on the floor, and I was there to rub her feet after all. When I took off her lightly worn converse, Jenna told me that she was too tired to shower so she was sorry that her feet smelled. When we hugged goodbye, Jenna handed me her sweaty socks told me, "I know you'll enjoy these more than me."
"Your tiny little pathetic excuse for a cock couldn't pleasure anyone, which is another reason I like to keep it all locked up," my Ex said pushing me up to attention on my knees with one foot and lightly kicking my chastity with the other. This was the most humiliating thing I had ever done, being locked up in chastity, dressed up in sissy girly clothes, and forced to fuck my own ass, resulting in the unfortunate leakage of cum onto a saucer which I knew my Ex would want me to clean. Being forced to eat my own cum off my Ex's feet, locked in chastity, and dressed up as a sissy little maid was about the most humiliating act I could ever think to be doing.
She told me that she needed a good rest, and certainly someone to help her back on her feet again. Moving my face close to her feet I pressed my mouth on her toe nails giving her a warm wet kiss on each foot. -Yes Madame, I'm very happy, I said continuing to warm her feet with my breath. Here I am, sitting on my couch, like a real queen, with a man lying next to my feet in total submission and obedience. I couldn't see her from my position by her bare feet, but I could realize from the touch of her voice that she was really excited, like a small spoilt child.
I know she had said all those things about keeping me locked up for a month with no orgasms, but I told myself this was only a temporary deal and she'd soon get bored and move on to something else. To me, it felt like I was wearing a huge sign that said, "COCK IN CAGE, PLEASE LOOK!" but in reality, nothing about my crotch stood out any more than it had before I was in chastity. "Tell me how much you like listening to his huge cock fuck me while you listen on the phone," she said, still lightly moving her fingers up and down the cage.
You have to understand that not having an orgasm for over a week doesn't sound like a long time, and I'm sure I've gone longer than that without wearing a chastity device. Under her watchful eye, I did as she said and managed to lock the device back onto my cock, which instantly tested the confines of the cage trying to get hard. "I think when I come over from now on, we should keep a little saucer under your cock to catch all that precum I know you drip everywhere, especially now after being locked up for two weeks. All the while, I was licking her feet and smelling her pantyhose, completely incapable of getting an erection, my cock aggressively pressing against its cage.
"You can kiss my boots all you like, but I won't be letting you out of that chastity cage," she said eventually. Her feet were mere inches from my face, and I couldn't help but pick up the musky scent of sweat and pantyhose, further causing my cock cage to twitch uncomfortably. "I guess you just really need to think about how you're going to deal with that cock cage day and night for the next thirty days, especially with me around constantly teasing you with my hosiery and boots. "We'll start with this initial thirty days so I can get what I need for my research, but who knows where it'll go from there?" Holly said in her cute little voice, allowing me to taste and smell her feet while she continued to work.
She certainly enjoyed her breakfast, with me gently holding her foot in my hands, offering my best kisses. I was kissing each separate toe, then going on with the rest of her foot, finishing with her ankle and starting all over again from her lovely toes. -Forgive me Madame, I said, her beautiful foot still in my hands. -YES Madame, I said vividly, giving her foot a warm kiss. Kneeling in front her, I gave her the dish and bending to the floor I took her dusty boots in my hands and kissed them. I was still kissing her divine feet, licking them clean of tears at the same time.
A lingering moment passed then she said, “don’t you want to look at it…again?” I instantly conjured an image of me on my hands and knees while Philalena, dressed in the black latex of the Domina, gently massages the G-point of my being between my anus and the base of balls with the pointed toe of her shoe. Philalena softly chuckled as she gestured to the large wet stain in my pants, “It looks like you think my feet are very pretty, doesn’t it?” I kissed them one more time and reverently put her shoes back on and we both got out of the truck.
She was on her knees, reaching for Sandy’s feet in order to show Sandy that Sandy was a Princess and make sure Sandy had fun, so that she could get another job and pay Sandy’s rent, so that Sandy could use more of her money for Sandy’s fun, and she was doing all of this for Sandy because Sandy had been rude and demanding and pretty much promised to use Mary all up, just as she had done with Jane. As Mary held it and began to untie the laces, Sandy put her other foot squarely on Mary’s breasts, and started pushing her away, first lightly, then stronger and stronger. No more fun for the moment; Sandy needed a drink, two plates, more ice in her drink, a small table by the bed, and for Mary to serve all of this without getting in the way of her watching the screen.
She continued pulling down the garment, as I held her hair behind and started kissing her full on her lush, pink, delicate lips. Even as I was holding Nina’s spanked ass-cheeks apart, her delicately crinkled anus looked like a tiny rosebud. Nina then hungrily snatched my cock from my hand and started licking the peephole with her tongue. I couldn’t resist the tease and held her chin in my left hand, shoving my cock balls deep into her open mouth. Keeping Nina close to me, I pulled out of her leaking pussy and slid up my cock into her asshole. I again resumed watching Nina’s dangling feet and soft, wrinkled soles; as she cleaned my cock, sucking and slurping at it.
I would have thought it completely entertaining for my hot Ex and her hot friends to have some random guy all dressed up as a maid serving drinks to everyone at a Halloween party. And there I was, dressed up as a maid, locked in chastity, licking the high heels of my Ex's hot friend in front of an entire crowd of people. And with that, I had to face the realization that I would finally meet the man with the cock who was currently fucking my Ex...while I was locked up in chastity...unable to get hard or have an orgasm...at least until my Ex said it was allowed.
Not too hard but enough to get my attention, when I looked up to her she moved slightly to her left stepping away a bit then took her right heel and planted it on my face. I let her shoe drop and she planted her foot square on my face, My nose nestled against her sexy high arch and her toes flexing a bit on my eye and my lips busy kissing the underside of her foot. I slid my cock between them and she trapped it between her calves holding me there, as I slowly started to fuck her hose covered legs. She slid her foot up pressing my cock into me and took the toe of her shoe up the underside of my cock milking me a bit.
"Hi Sophia, I think you should probably go home and do some homework or something." I barely squeaked out while my voice cracked. I had been kneeling and holding up the foot I cleaned with my hands while she had been rubbing the other one all over my face. I thought I had finally finished my task when I realized that she had originally rubbed so much dirt on my face that her first foot was dirty again. I laid on the floor doing her homework and she sat on top of me rubbing her feet on my head or sometimes placing them in front of my face for me to admire.
The Ex wasn't answering my calls so I decided to say screw it and go to the gym despite my chastity situation. Then, as if by some sixth sense, I began to notice each and every female in visible distance, especially the hot brunette in the row in front of me wearing only tight spandex shorts and sports bra "Can I get you anything?" I asked approaching her table, my cock instantly trying to produce a spontaneous erection that was hindered by my tight little cage. You look like you just got punched in the balls," Kara said. I didn't realize wearing a chastity device would mean no longer standing up to pee unless my cock was aligned just right with the opening at the end.
Freya began to trace circles on Edward's thigh with her left foot, gradually nearing his concealed cock and balls. "Just because I let you give me head, just because you happened to make me come, doesn't give you any privileges," said Freya as she exerted more pressure on Edward's pulsing cock, causing him to whimper like a bitch. After finishing her coffee, Freya donned a red silk dressing gown and made her way to the kitchen to find Edward in front of the stove top, his firm, taut arse proudly on display as he scrambled her eggs. The poor boy, looked up at his mistress with uncertainty, his eyes making their way from Freya's milky thigh peeking out from the slit of her dressing gown, along her toned calf to her grubby foot.
In my mind, I tried to imagine what her sheer black pantyhosed feet would smell like after hours of being trapped inside her shoes. We talked a little while longer when she turned to me and said, "I know it might be rude of me to ask you for a favor being that we just met and all but you seem like such a sweetheart." He would always complain that my pantyhose made my feet smell, which they did, but I made him rub mine anyway especially after long, hard days. "Well, then I want you to smell my feet." She lifted her right foot up to my face and I sniffed her hosed sole.
Very slowly he bit through the synthetic until the hole was large enough to poke his finger inside and then inch by inch make the opening wider until all of her foot was totally exposed to his ministrations. He took each digit individually into his wet, hot mouth and sucked, licked and nibbled until he felt ready to repeat everything with her other foot. He paid homage to her love bud and slowly inserted his finger inside her wetness and began to finger fuck her while licking, biting and sucking on her clit. She came hard and quickly and as she started to float back to earth from that high, he deftly slid his cock into the warm wetness and began to slowly thrust in and out.
"Wait here Taylar, I'll only be back in a few minutes." Stephie took the guy and went back. Like I've said, Stephie's feet are a little bit larger then the rest of her body, making her trip over them if she wasn't paying attention. The counter guy took her feet up to her face and started licking them. It felt even better when he took my toes in his mouth, sucking on them longer and harder than I really wanted him to, but I was determined to get those shoes. "Thank you...honestly, the thought of him licking my feet wasn't very attractive." I gave her a smile and walked up to the counter.
The feeling of my cock trapped between her hose covered thighs was heaves, I turned and placed my nose along the arch of her foot and took a deep breath loving the scent of her foot in her shoe. I couldn't see but I knew she was rubbing her clit, I felt her push her foot into my face each time she hit her magic button in the right place. There was so much going on, kissing her nylon-covered foot, feeling my cock trapped between her thighs and her scent filling my nose. I am close and she know sit, she takes her foot with the pump still on and again placed the heel in my mouth, I pull it off and drop the shoe.
Abbie looked over at me for approval and me being the sub that I am I looked down at the floor, knowing that I would soon be serving five girls' stinky feet. Abbie walked towards me and placed the box at my feet and said "You know what to do slave" in her best stern voice she could muster. My body was quivering with lust as I was intoxicated by the smell and taste of Abbie's perfect feet all the while now had Chelsea full on tongue fucking my dripping sloppy cunt. Drunk in the smell I continued to suck toes and lick soles all the while having anonymous tongues working their way on my helpless clit.