For the Love of Feet

[cautiousswitch]

Every bit of those alabaster feet was perfection.  It was a special honour to get to manicure those toenails, something that the slave had received much punishment for until he had learned to do it to his goddess’ precise specifications.  She still hadn’t started his training on ***ting them.  He could spend hours massaging them if she let him, slowly running his hand along her arches.  Even the light callouses on her heels, the way they felt rough n his cheek when she would let him nuzzle her feet.  These feet had become a central part of the slave’s world.

He knelt with a towel across his lap staring at the basin where those feet were soaking in an Epsom bath.  Waiting longingly for his goddess to let him dry them off.  Then, sadly, she would be putting on her shoes and he would not get to see them again until the next time she allowed it.

“Dry.” She raised one of those slender feet out of the basin.  Water dripped from her toes until he pat it dry enough for her to place it on the floor.  Similar with the other foot.  Then he moved the basin aside and slowly started rubbing the rest of the water from them.  He knew that if he took too long he would be punished for it, but past experience had taught him how long he could get away with enjoying handling those feet he had grown to love so much.

“Enough, slave.  Clean up.”

He took the basin of water to the bathroom and poured it out, dried his hands off and hung the towel up to dry.  When he returned his goddess was still barefoot.  Would she be letting him put her shoes on her? Stockings too?! He knelt before her.

“Do you see this toe?” She raised a foot before him and wiggled the big toe.  “How would you like to suck it?”

“Yes, goddess-“

“Hold!” she commanded before he could start.  “If you want to suck on my toe then you have to tell me that you are a slutty little whore who like to suck cock.  Then you have to convince me that my toe is a cock.”

“Ma’am?”

“Come now, slave.  I’m sure you’ve watched enough porn to know how to suck cock.  You need to be humiliated, so I’m going to make you act like a slutty little girl for me.  If you ever want the privilege of handling my feet again you’ll do it.  You’ll convince me that you really think you are sucking a cock and you’ll convince me that you enjoy it.  The more convinced I am the more I’m going to degrade you.”

The slave stared at the foot still held up in front of him.

“I’m a slutty little whore who like to suck cock.”

He kissed his goddess’ toe, then slowly worked his lips over it and started to lightly suck on it.  He did this for about ten seconds before removing his lips and slowly licking along the top of her toe.  Then she started working the tip of her toe with his lips again.

“Feeling horny, slave?” He nodded and made a muffled sound of agreement.  “Liar!”

The slave blushed, caught in his deception.  He took the whole toe in his mouth and sucked steadily on it.  She made an approving noise but didn’t sound quite convinced.  He started to run his mouth up and down the length of that perfect toe.  That lovely toe he would do anything for.  He moaned as he thought of that toe.

“That’s better, you dirty little whore.  Suck harder.”

The slave did so.  He tried to remember what he had seen in the porn that she had rightfully accused him of having watched.  She stopped sucking and twirled his tongue around the toe within his mouth, then slowly drew his lips along the length of it.  He sighed slightly as he pulled his mouth from off the toe and then kissed it.

“Ah, my slutty little bitch knows how to treat cock.”  The slave nodded.  “Don’t you with it was bigger so I could deep throat you?” The slave nodded and took the toe in his mouth once more as far as he could.  When it couldn’t go any further he sucked desperately on it.  His goddess moaned with delight.  “Yes, you little whore.  Show me what a little slut you are!” She was almost getting off on it, which got her slave excited.  He couldn’t stop; he was the slutty little whore she had accused him of being. 

When she finally put her other foot in his face and pushed him away he suddenly realized how close he was to squirting his juices on the floor.  He cupped his hands under his cock to catch anything that might come out and clenched his eyes shut to try and control his urges.

“So, the little slut really did enjoy it,” his goddess said.  “So much that he nearly made cummies without permission.”  She paused long enough to let him worry about how much trouble he was in.  “Go fetch me a cane.”

He did so, moving carefully until he felt he was able to contain his urge to cum.  She took the cane when he returned and handed him a jar of nail polish.

“I think you are ready to start training for the next level of foot worship.”

“Thank you, goddess.”

She tapped the cane in the palm of her free hand.  “And you remember my incentive program for learning to do it right?”

“Yes, goddess,” he said remembering the many days of sore ass he had suffered in her last training program.  “But it will be worth it.”

“Then bring me a foot stool and let’s get started.”