We were having a conversation when Alexis complained that her feet were cold. She was wearing ankle-length black boots and blue jeans. I stoked the fire up and returned to her presence on the couch, knelt down before her & asked if she would like a glass of wine.

I got her a glass and shortly thereafter, she again stated that her feet were still cold. I suggested that maybe if I removed her boots and massaged her feet it might help. She allowed me to do that. She said it was enjoyable, but her feet still felt like a block of ice. I suggested that maybe I could blow warm air on her feet and she let me remove her black socks. I was blowing warm air on her toes and soles and I looked up and asked if I may be allowed to suck her toes and she said yes. I inserted as much of her foot into my mouth as possible and got them nice and warm.

She suggested that we go to her bedroom to continue, whereupon she sat in a chair and told me to kneel down. I begged her to let me suck her toes some more.

She sat right in front of me on the bed. I was practically drooling with the view of her highly arched bare feet, sexy soles and toes. She dangled and teased me with her one foot just out of reach of my head, as I knelt on the floor.

“You like that?” she asked, moving her foot above my head, as she watched my eyes follow.

“Yes,” came my immediate reply.

“Want to lick it slave?” she teased.

“Yes,” I once again said with enthusiasm.

“Beg me,” she ordered.

“Please, please, please let me lick you,” I begged without shame.

“Well, I don’t know,” she teased, “If I give you this treat, what will do for me?”

“Anything,” came my instant reply, and I knew it was true.

“OK, slave, stick your tongue out, but don’t you dare lick until I say so,” she ordered. I instantly stuck my tongue out. I held her foot a couple of inches from my face. She looked so dominant there with her foot arched out towards my waiting tongue. She had me just where she wanted.

I began to drool, and my erection tented out in my pants. Alexis then allowed me to lick her feet and suck her toes with enthusiasm, rubbing my saliva all over my face so that my face would smell like her feet for the rest of the day. I loved that!

One Saturday morning after coming in exhausted from being ordered to rake the leaves, Alexis told me to come in the bedroom and kneel down. She told me from now on I was to suck her nylon toes when she returned home from work every evening. Then she shoved her panty hosed toes in my mouth and made me suck them clean while I knelt naked before her bed and gazed into her eyes submissively. She had a haughty look about her and she laughed at my hard-on and said, “Taste good?,” tucking her beautiful blonde hair behind her one ear and giggling.
Her warm, hot feet were quite pungent and the taste was a bit bitter, but the humiliation of being lorded over by this strict mistress was quite intoxicating. I would do anything to kiss and lick her feet and she knew that and held that over me.
She inserted her foot into my mouth as far as she could, tucking her beautiful blonde hair behind her one ear and laughed at me in a teasing, provocative way.
“Warm my feet with your big mouth until I say to stop.”
Alexis proceeded to take a nice nap on the bed while using my mouth as her foot warmer. At some point she slid her other foot towards my waiting mouth and I blew hot, warm air on that one as well.
She then allowed me to slip off her nylons and suck and lick every portion of her beautiful bare feet and suck her toes.She even rolled over on her stomach so that I had full access to the soles of her feet, and a wonderful view off her tight jeans which showed off her beautiful butt in a provocative way. She wore a nice peach colored top with no bra and I stole peeks at her perky nipples poking through. Her breasts were nice and full and would jiggle when she moved.
“Well, I am going to call Noelle and get a report on how your week of training went with her.”
“If I do not receive a good report from her I may punish you.” I could only hope that Miss Noelle would not tell about me getting caught sniffing her dirty panties in the bathroom and how she made me hand wash ALL of her panties the entire week, because I knew Alexis would delight in making me do that. She already has me hand wash her used pantyhose and hand them up in the bathroom to dry. Alexis is my foot queen and I love being her foot slave.

I had to take yoga class with Miss Agathe and several other women, and the whole time I was positioned behind Miss Agathe. I could not help gazing at the sexy balls of her size 9 feet when she was working out on her stomach on the mat. Several times during the class I noticed her looking sternly at me, as I had been sneaking peeks at other women in the class. I could not help but look, as they all had attractive feet and nice bodies.
When we got back to her apartment, she sat down and pointed to a spot on the floor just below her bed.
I knelt down, untied her gym shoes and removed her socks. I knew what to do.
“This should cure your little FOOT fetish. SUCK all the sweat from my feet! And IF I ever catch you looking at other women’s feet again I will paddle you even HARDER than I will tonight.”
I gulped and licked up every trace of perspiration from her hot, stinky, salty warm bare feet. Little did she know that I loved every minute of that and I was enjoying the taste, scent and smell of her warm bare feet.
Soon it showed that I was enjoying the moment when an erection sprang from my gym shorts.
Miss Agathe commanded, “Fetch the flyswatter.”
I did and knelt once again before her tall figure. I felt quite belittled by the mere presence of her tall, muscular figure, shapely body and legs, but most of all I adored her feet.
“Pull down those shorts, I wanna see your manhood, the one that makes you stare at women’s feet.”
I did, and she delivered several smacks with the flyswatter to the mushroom head of my throbbing hard-on, resulting in it becoming more swollen and purple in color.
“From now on, you are MY foot slave, and you will do whatever I say, or I will tell ALL of the women that you know at yoga class about you foot fetish. Is that understood?”
I nodded in total disbelief, but I remembered to say, “Yes ma’am,” as I saw her playing with the flyswatter out of the corner of my eye, waiting for an opportunity to use it once again.

“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.

Emily was the next female to have her way with me at the bachelorette party. The theme they had chosen for the party was to have a naked male slave-boy.

She sat on the ottoman, clutching my leash and made me remove her sandals with only my mouth and lick her sweet, smooth soles until she gave the next command.

“I want my heels licked clean, as there appears to be a bit of a dirt stain,” she said condescendingly as she pulled on the leash attached to the collar fastened around my neck, drawing me closer. I obediently crawled a bit closer on my hand and knees, completely naked.

I slavishly licked and sucked the dirt off her heel, until she crossed her leg on the ottoman and presented her other foot to my waiting face.

“Next,” she commanded, tugging slightly on the leash to draw my face to her foot.

“Begin,” she said haughtily, smirking at my obvious aroused state.

Carola had been walking around her place in socks that are so tight that they clung to all of the curves of her highly arched feet, which were hot and moist from having just slipped off her sneakers.
I had been pleading with her to slip off her socks so that I could kiss her bare feet, but she told me to finish the chores she gave me to do, like cleaning the floors and vacuuming.
“My socks are dirty, so that means you have to do a better job on the floors, after all, you wouldn’t want my bare feet to get dirty WOULD you? You KNOW I would have you clean my feet with only your tongue, maybe EVEN while my girlfriend comes over to watch so she can have a good laugh!,” she said as she picked up her socked foot and examined the dirt stains on the soles.
I almost felt dizzy as she arched her foot, and then coyly pointed her size 8.5 feet at the mop bucket. “Get to work, NOW!”
I had been gazing intently at her cute feet, still encased in socks.
“Business before pleasure,” she teased in that seductive way that she knows makes me so highly aroused that I can barely even concentrate.
“After you are done working, I may even let you sniff my bare toes and suck them, for a little while, so you better do a good job for your rewards,” she said laughing, “I know you can’t WAIT to taste my feet, can you?”

Gloria’s magnificent size 9 soles dangle above your head as you kneel at the foot of the bed. She teasingly flexes her soles, and alternates that with arching them, all the while gazing at your reaction with her seductive bedroom eyes.

“May I please make out with your beautiful, soft feet Gloria?” you plead.

“Pull down your pants, kneel on the towel and use this oil to jerk off for me,” she replies, tossing her silky, dark hair behind her head. She rolls around so her stomach is on the bed and her soles are upright.

“Lick the heels, and bite them gently and then I want you to suck my toes until you are ready to cum, but first you must beg for permission.”

“Yes ma’am, Gloria,” you say as you quickly comply with her demands.