Alanna sat back down on the edge of the leather chair and kicked off her sandals. She extended her leg in the air and slowly inspected the soles of her highly arched feet which had some rough spots on the balls of her feet and a callous on her big toe. There were some dirt stains on her heels and the balls of her pretty feet from walking around outside, especially on the rough, dry areas of her soles.
Lying back on the couch, Alanna hung one foot off the side, hanging about six inches off the ground, and looked contemptuously at me.
“Kiss my foot,” she said out of the blue.
I looked at her and she had this girlish grin on her face. She giggled, started swinging her foot, and extending her toe in a point.
“Last chance, kiss my foot,” she said.
I got out of the other chair, and Alanna raised her leg, putting her pretty foot in front of my face. I reached out to grab it and she took it away, again letting it hang inches from the floor. I stood there foolishly, with my shorts quickly becoming a tent, as I grew to full length. I turned red with embarrassment as Alanna laughed at my humiliation.
“Beg,” she said, “Beg to kiss my foot.”

I had to do it. I needed to kiss her glorious foot. My whole body was consumed with that single desire.
“Alanna, may I please…” I began, but she extended her leg and put her foot on the tip of my rock member, pushing down. I moaned in pleasure as she said sternly:
“On your knees.”
I sank to my knees before her. How shameful I must have appeared. I looked into her eyes and she could see the pleading look written on my face. She knew I would do anything to kiss her stinky, dirty feet.
“Clean them, using your tongue,” she proclaimed in a scornful manner.
I meekly used my tongue, timidly washing the dirtiest portions of her foot and looked upward at her. She was smiling downward in a domineering way, pleased at how she had completely enslaved me so quickly.
I felt so humbled to be made into a dirty, disgusting foot washer. Then she forced her toes into my willing mouth, scraping the soles on my bottom teeth in a vulgar, intrusive manner. After that she rubbed her smelly soles all over my face, mixing her warm, salty foot smell, the leather scent from her sandals and my saliva all over my nose, mouth and cheeks, while looking at me with complete contempt, seeming to dare me to complain even a bit.
“You are now my nasty, repulsive foot slave,” she said in a snotty manner, slapping me cruelly with the bottom of her other foot on the cheek of my red face. The sound echoed in the room, increasing my humiliation.
Then she inspected the bottom of her soles and said, “You have done a terrible job of cleaning my feet, look how dirty they still are! I just may have to send you back to my mother for a punishment.”
“P…Please, Alanna,” I stammered, “I am in love with you and your feet, I love the taste and the smell and I want to please you any way I can. Please let me have some more time to clean them to your specifications. Miss Valarie will have me punished if you don’t find me acceptable. Please!!! She told me if I did not please you I would be paddled hard by her girlfriend who is a really mean dominatrix from the Ukraine and that she would invite her girlfriends to watch. Please let me be your foot slut, please! I will do whatever you please.” I was quivering, out of breath and my heart was pounding. Her mother, Valarie had made me into a completely submissive foot slave in just a short period.
Obviously pleased at my submissive compliance, she grabbed me by the ear, and pulled my face close to her face and softly smacked me with her palm on my cheek and said in a satisfied and sensuous way, “Get to work, I don’t have all day!”

Beautiful Annika has been walking all the day long, and now her size nine feet are burning hot and she wants to relax. That’s why she often invites me over, her boyfriend and willing foot slave.
I am ready to do anything to please my gorgeous girlfriend. She likes to tie my hands behind my back, so the only way to massage Annika’s feet is to use my tongue.

First, I have to obediently suck the sweet pantyhose toes and soles of the hot blonde. I crave the scent of her warm, pungent feet and she loves rubbing her feet all over my face.
She poses her feet just out of reach of my face and then spreads those long pedicured blue toes of hers apart, arching her soles.
The beautiful sight of her high arches, nice wide soles and long toes makes me beg her to lick and smell her feet even more.
Finally, she allows me to remove her pantyhose, using only my teeth, and makes me suck her bare toes.
After awhile she uses one foot on top of my head to hold me in place as she thrust all five toes into my mouth.
“Suck them slowly and wash between my toes,” she said flippantly. She knows I will do anything for her, and she likes to have her feet adored in this way.
As she continues, I am made to lay on the floor and she positions her feet above my face and mouth. Soon I am intimately familiar with every soft wrinkle and crevice of her soft, succulent feet. I often peek at her beautiful face from below her bare feet and it seems she is pleased with my work.

“I see you brought your credit card,” Noelle said, “kneel down here,” as she pointed to the floor.

“You will subscribe to http://www.feetjeans.com/ because once a day you are going to gaze at photos of my sexy body and my royal feet and work yourself into a state of arousal, but you will be denied any relief. I am the foot queen here and I will decide when and where you will be allowed any release.”

“Your week of service to me will consist of pampering my feet in readiness for my next photo shoot. Alexis and I have decided that we will use your foot fetish to take complete advantage of you and make you into our total foot slave.”

“Now kiss my bare foot and thank me for allowing you to serve me.” With that command she pulled out a slave collar and fastened it and a leash to my neck.

She then pulled my leash close to her face, and intently stared at me with her beautiful eyes, as she caressed a small cat ‘o nine tail whip. “This will be used to flog your bare butt, just like Miss Alexis warned you.

“Now SUCK my toes and do it right!”

“Please don’t whip me!” I begged. “I’ll do whatever you say! Please!”

“Whippings will be a daily occurrence,” she said, pulling my leash even harder, “and I LIKE hearing you beg. It makes me wet.”

Now get out your credit card because you are going to register for a membership with http://www.noemisworld.com/ ,” she said, brandishing the whip and fondling the soft leather tails, as she smiled at my complete subservience.

“I am going to enjoy teaching you how to be a complete foot slave for me AND Alexis,” she said haughtily, flipping her hair back with confidence.

“As a matter of fact,” she said with her big sexy eyes looking down directly at me, “…you are joining her site as well, so click on http://www.noemisworld.com/ and then you can beg me not to whip you too hard.”

“May I p…p…please be allowed to adore your feet after I join those sites, Noelle?” I begged, my face burning with shame and complete infatuation. I was already completely passionate about her and her fascinating feet and I had just met her moments ago.

I loved licking Danna’s pretty feet, but she would wipe her feet off on my face to further humiliate me and the musty scent would remain there for hours. It was a reminder of who was in charge.
As I looked up at her, she haughtily pointed to her foot and said “Kiss it.” I did and ended up using my tongue to clean the dust off the bottom of her soles, while she arched her foot before my face and made me beg for additional foot kisses by pulling her foot just out of range.
“Use your mouth to make my feet warm,” she would command. Then she would plunge as much of her stocking clad foot into my mouth and laugh at my submissiveness. “Yeth Danna,” I said with a mouth full of foot, as I looked into her eyes in a total act of humiliation.
She howled with laughter at my plight and obvious excitement. I was blushing and my face was hot with embarrassment, but I would do anything she wanted just to kiss her foot, and she knew that.

Your girlfriend, Alanna has been waiting for you. She knows that you love the taste of her feet after she has been walking in her leather sandals. She is willing to take advantage of your foot fetish to make you kneel down and adore her feet, while she gets the pleasure of a nice mouth massage on her soft, bare soles.

You cannot wait, as she indulges your foot fetish by flexing her arches before your eyes, and then teasingly drawing her foot back, just out of reach. She playfully foot slaps your face and then plops her entire foot as far into your willing mouth as far as she can, while laughing at your throbbing reaction to her teasing way.

Salma had been a girlfriend of mine, a real beauty, and she was very dominant. Salma was so dominant, in fact, that at first I was hesitant to open up about any of my fetishes at all, because I knew she would use them against me, and it kind of scared me how much control I might put into her hands by giving her such power over me. Eventually, though, during some hot sex, I caved and started sucking on her toes. When I came to that I opened my eyes and looked up at her, and she was staring down at me, knowingly, with a wicked smile. I was both frightened and turned on enough to go for another round…

“You don’t deserve it!” “Kneel down and beg some more.” This superior female knows how desperate you are for female feet. Your ex-girlfriend told her about your submissive foot fetish, and how she used you and teased you with her bare feet. This one is going to make you her total foot servant. You will have to comply with her wishes if she allows you to suck her toes. Will she rub her smelly feet all over your face and laugh at your reaction? Will she make you lick in between her toes like your ex-girlfriend did? And will she go back and tell all the other women so they can have a good laugh?