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.

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.

Lea had me tongue shine her sexy black heels while she sat like a queen on the bar stool. She would swing her heels to make it more difficult and giggle at my attempts to follow her orders. My girlfriend had lent me out to her for the evening, with the understanding that I was to serve as Lea’s foot slave.
It seemed as if all of her girlfriends wanted to use me, and that they were becoming more and more demanding and dominant. I never realized that having a subive foot fetish would allow me access to beautiful women and their shapely feet.
“Make sure all the little silver studs are nice and shiny,” Lea said disdainfully, as she tugged my leash and placed her heel on my chest. I peeked at her face and she had a confident, conceited look about her.
After a little while, I attempted to lick her bare feet from between the black straps which encased her sexy bare foot, and she pulled my head back with a handful of my hair and said, “Clean the bottoms of each of my shoes and do NOT let your tongue touch my feet until I say SO.”
“If I have to slap you for being so insolent, your girlfriend will get a text message from me.” The last time that had happened my girlfriend gave perion to use a hairbrush on my bare buttocks until they were nice and pink. Even my own girlfriend had never made me clean the dirt off the bottoms of her shoes with just my tongue, so this was a new low for me.

My tongue and mouth got dirty and dry and Lea had me sip from a doggy bowl placed on the floor to clean them before I was allowed to remove her shoes. Apparently Lea knew exactly how to humiliate!
When I was finally allowed to, I sucked her shiny orange toe nails with enthusiasm and probed between her toes with my tongue. She repeatedly trapped my tongue between her toes for her amusement and squeezed it and laughed at my humiliation.
“Now SUCK the big toe!” I soaked the callous on her big toe with my mouth and sucked as well as I could to please this demanding foot queen.
“After you finish sucking ALL of my toes, I want my soles and heels licked and polished with your tongue!” I could not wait, as I had been gazing at the pink and white soles of Lea’s highly arched feet and I was longing to finally be allowed to do just that.
“AND,” she added with a glimmer in her beautiful eyes, “You will get NO relief…I’m taking you back in your state of arousal so your girlfriend can see how bad I have provoked you and we can be further entertained at your attraction to our feet!” And then Lea laughed wickedly as she pushed her toes into my mouth and picked up her hairbrush.

Nina grinned as she laid comfortably on her white leather couch. I entered the room naked, crawling on my hands and knees, with my girlfriend tugging on my collar and leash.
Nina rolled back in the couch and roared with laughter. “So this is your foot slave boyfriend!”
“I am going to have a ball with him.”
“Place him here on the carpet”, she said as she pointed.
My naked member jutted out and throbbed at the sight of her shapely legs encased in black nylons. I was throbbing & dripping on the floor. I was told by Nina that I was to look only at her feet.
My girlfriend said, “Kneel before her with your hands at your side, knees and feet together and toes pointed. If you move your hands, I will let Miss Nina punish you with this.” She displayed a small flogger from her purse, that she had made me buy her at the adult store. It did not hurt real bad, but the just the idea of being whipped by another woman was very humiliating.
Nina proceeded to rub the head of my member with her nylon toes until I would start to spasm, then she would cruelly stop, allowing no relief. She did this numerous times, and both women were roaring with laughter at my member, which was standing straight up and throbbing uncontrollably. I had to watch her sexy black nylon foot tease and deny me over and over. She would bring me to the brink and then stop and put her foot to my face for kisses until I calmed down a bit. Then Miss Nina would twirl her foot around as I watched, kneeling naked and vulnerable before her, and then flex and arch her foot. Often she presented her soles to my face for kisses and adoration, but moved them out of reach, so that I might fall out of my kneeling position and be punished.
Nina inquired about how long it had been since I had any release and my girlfriend said, “Several days…..I make him beg me for permission.” They laughed.
At that point I felt compelled to beg, “May I pp–please be allowed to…..”
“NO you may NOT!,” said my girlfriend, brandishing the small whip.
Nina laughed and twirled her foot, moving it away from my throbbing member, which was oozing.
She waited a bit and then used the lubrication to further stimulate and arouse me by rubbing me with her black nylon toes.
I didn’t know how much longer I could be stimulated, teased and then denied before I would accidentally release without their permission, and they were going to make me do that so they could punish me and laugh at my predicament.

Sitting on the couch, my girlfriend Miss Alexis, teasingly dangled her black suede high heel; somewhat exposing the high arches of her feet.

“I want you over here at my feet,” she commanded, as she pointed to the floor. Obediently, I crawled to her. I never knew that my foot fetish could be used to make me so subservient.

“May I please be allowed to suck your feet, Miss Alexis, “I begged as I knelt before her.

“I really, really am addicted to the smell and taste of your sexy feet,” I admitted breathlessly. I could not believe that I had just revealed one of the secrets of my foot fetish to her. I felt as if a burden had been lifted from my shoulders, yet I was very embarrassed and felt very submissive. I could feel my heart race and my face blush.

“Yes, you may,”, she said in a superior way, as she extended her one heel outward towards me. I slowly slid off the expensive high heels I had just purchased for her recently, obviously pleased at my desire to taste and smell the warmth of her delicious feet, especially after she had been wearing them for some time.

I could tell that she enjoyed having me pay attention to her, and she definitely had a confident attitude, as I adored her bare feet and toes.

“I am going to send you to a friend of mine at noemisworld.com. Mistress Erika is a dominant bitch, and she is going to further enhance your foot fetish and make you even more of a gentlemen for us women to enjoy.” She tossed her lovely mane of golden blonde hair and looked downward at me.

“I feel as if you need more training, and I will allow her to punish you as she sees fit.”