Lea teased me with her black nylon feet, pointing her toes and then arching her feet. “How bad do you want to kiss my feet?”, she said insolently, tossing her lovely dark hair back with her hand in her superior way. “When I am done you may never be able to look me in the eyes,” she said. She had me tied to the foot of her bed in a kneeling position and was tormenting me and toe teasing me. “It’s such a terrible thing to have a foot fetish isn’t it, it makes you a slave to ALL my wishes, all because you want SO badly to kiss and smell my FEET,” she said laughing.
My face burned with total humiliation, but I still managed to beg anyway. “May I P-please kiss your feet Miss Lea!!”
She laughed and said, “I just love the fact that an accomplished little foot slut such as yourself is willing to beg and plead to kiss my wonderful feet. Would you be willing to let me paddle your bare butt for that privilege?” I nodded yes and hung my head in shame. She pulled my head close to hers, her silky dark hair grazed my naked body. She slapped me and said, “Stare at my feet while I watch this show and think about what kissing my feet means to you, because NOT only am going to make you BEG to be paddled, but you are going to PAY me to kiss my feet.” “AND I want you to subscribe to http://www.noemisworld.com so you can kneel down nightly and jerk off to my feet and remember that I was the one that turned your bare butt pink with my paddle.”

“Yes Mistress Lea. May I please kiss your feet. There is my credit card you can enroll me now. Please don’t punish me too hard!,” I said desperately. I was so hot and horny that I was out of breath. She laughed and yanked the credit card out of my trembling hand and said, “Let me see your wallet, I want the rest of your cash for letting you even look at my feet tonight, much less JERK Off to them! Wait until I tell my other girlfriends that model at http://www.noemisworld.com
“YOU are going to be nothing but their little foot slut, do you realize that, sucking the filth and sweat off their stinky feet, licking between their toes and sucking their heels like the slave you ARE.” I was so excited by the way she spoke to me, I never realized how submissive I could become to women with beautiful, sexy feet. I wanted to be treated like this even more, and subjugated at the soles of their feet. I had become a complete foot slave. She treated me like dirt and I was excited by her superior attitude and haughty demeanor. Knowing the other women would treat me this way made me throb even more. Now she was already on the phone telling Miss Noelle about how excited I got over being slapped around. “Lick the dirt off my foot,” she said as she laughed and spoke on the phone. “Clean it until I tell you to stop, I want my feet polished and shiny with your warm spit.”

I was driving Miss Nathalie around and doing her errands all day because I adore her and I am completely smitten with her sexy feet. At every point that we stopped in traffic she would present her pretty bare foot to my face for kisses. The rest of the time she laid her nyloned foot on her “foot pillow” on the dashboard of the car.
At one point she said her soles were a little dry, so I had to slide off her nylons and massage skin lotion onto her legs and feet until she was satisfied. I accidentally applied too much lotion and had to lick the excess off of her foot in a public parking lot. She made sure that people saw me adoring her bare feet to increase my humiliation. I even had to re-apply her toe-nail polish while she smoked a cigarette and watched and supervised my actions on a public park bench. She unabashedly would tell any onlookers that I had a foot fetish. If they were female she would tell them “he’s my foot wimp.” She said in her baby doll voice, “Suck my toes, you KNOW you want to.” “Lick the soles, baby, you can’t help but do it when I ask”, she said seductively, flipping her head coyly. Now we were back at her apartment and she was making me kneel and look at her feet.
“You are such a FREAK. Stare at my feet and jerk off for me, while I text my girlfriends.” I wanted to kiss her highly arched feet so bad, but she enjoyed teasing and denying me that privilege for quite some time.
I was mesmerized by her beautiful blonde face, sexy body and highly arched feet. Her long toes curled and pointed, as I stared. A couple of times I attempted to touch or taste her feet.
“You need some more oil for that woody honey?”
“Pull my nylons off with your teeth and lick between my toes as if it were my pussy lips, show me what you will do for me.”
She pulled them away. Not until you cum for me baby. The soles of her feet had nice wrinkles and I wanted to kiss them so badly. She spread her toes and squeezed my nose. “You like that, my little foot wimp. Sniff them.” She pulled my head back and forth with her muscular toes, laughing hysterically at how I complied with her every whim and wish. She teased me on and on, until I started convulsing and spurted all over her floor at the foot of her bed. “Did I tell you that you were ALLOWED to cum? Now you will LICK it off my shoe.”
She picked up her whip and looked at me menacingly. She got a very dominant look in her face, and she could be very stern.
She slipped on her heel, and then ground the soles of her black high heeled pump into the goo and lifted it to my mouth. Some of it came up in a long pearly strand.
“LICK it off.” I obeyed, as I knew she could get very dominant and she knew how to whip my bare butt hard.
It is not easy being her foot slave, as she is very demanding and likes to tease and deny me.

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.

Wealthy Russian women are really dominant and cruel and like to amuse themselves with making male servants pleasure them. They really know how to subjugate submissive males like me and use them.
Miss Valerie was a haughty Russian blonde in her early forties with her hair pulled up and expensive glasses on. She had an air of a princess about her and I was merely a servant to her due to my foot fetish.
She led me crawling on my knees into another room with my leash on to meet her daughter Miss Alanna.
My penis sprang to attention as soon as I laid eyes on Miss Alanna, who was dressed in a really short white skirt with a leather vest and a wide leather belt. She looked a lot like her mother, Miss Valarie, a dominatrix who loved to make men into foot boys.I knew the wide leather belt would be used to punish me if I disobeyed either one of these ladies, from past experience. I badly wanted to sneak a peek at her panties, and I knew that if I was caught looking I would be punished.
I obediently crawled to Miss Alanna, who was sitting on a black leather chair. She dangled her tan and black high heeled pump from her toes and dropped it on the floor revealing her perfectly formed feet, with soft wrinkled soles and perfectly formed toes.
Miss Alanna gazed at me with a stern look and lazily pointed to the shoe that had fallen on the floor. I looked downward the the shoe, knowing full well that she would “inadvertently” expose her panties to me and that I would be in a predicament for panty peeping. I had been reprimanded and paddled on a few occasions by her mother, Miss Valarie, for gazing up her skirt while sucking her toes.

“Alanna, here is your slave for today,” her mother said. “He is quite an accomplished little foot slut,” she said with a superior air about her, as she laughed.
“He is very submissive and especially good at cleaning feet with his tongue. I think you will enjoy his foot rubs and he is a dutiful little shoe shiner as well. I have him service my feet several times a day and his tongue is very talented in that regard.”
“You can start with putting your nose in my shoe and smelling it until I tell you that you may stop,” Miss Alanna said in a businesslike tone that was haughty and superior, much like her appearance. “And when you are done sniffing my heels and tongue shining both of them, I will expect you to suck my stinky scent from my pantyhose and then you will slide them off my legs and then lick my bare feet.”
At that moment, both women laughed cruelly at my plight.
I knew right away that I was destined to be Miss Alanna’s foot boy, just as I already am to her her mother Valerie.

“So YOU are the little foot slut all my girlfriends told me about, huh?”

“Yes ma’am, Miss Agathe, ” I said softly and submissively looking down at her feet as I knelt before her.

“Begin by planting a sweet little kiss on my ass, and hold your lips there until I say to stop,” she commanded, as she pointed to the spot I was to kiss.

I gazed at the perfect curves off her butt cheeks, highlighted by the black skin tight leggings she wore.

“Okay, now crawl to the corner and kneel until I say.” She flickered a small leather riding crop from her throne on the bed.

While I was there she reclined on the bed and relaxed. I knelt for quite a long time, facing the corner until my knees were sore and I was quivering a bit from an anticipated punishment from this strict foot mistress.

“Crawl to the foot of the bed and SUCK my toes.” She was lounging on her stomach, reading a book, and the pretty profile of her face and curly dark hair was stunning.

I could not believe that I was actually allowed to suck the toes of this foot princess. As I did I gazed at her long slender soles, whose soft flesh shimmered in the light of the room. I could see the soft skin of her slender heel, and the black strap of her leggings just below and tucked into her arch.

Suddenly, she sat up on the bed and tucked on leg over the other, raising her one foot above my head as I knelt at the foot of the bed. Her long toes were so sexy and perfect. She dangled her foot just out of my reach. I could not keep my eyes off her bare foot. She laughed, amused at my hypnotic gaze and continued to move her foot close to my face, but just out of reach of my mouth.

“Please Miss Agathe, may I ….”

She knowingly threw a bottle of skin oil and ordered me to pay homage to her bare feet and relieve my aching member as she watched, giggled, and foot teased me to the ultimate finale.

Alexis dangled her white high heel with confidence as she spoke to me on my knees, “I have decided to lend you out to my friend, whom you will address as Noelle, for about one week, maybe longer. During that time you will obey her and do all that she asks of you. She may reward you by allowing you to suck her feet and toes.”

“If for any reason she decides to punish you, she has my full permission to do so at her discretion, and if I do not receive a good report from her I may punish you further.”

With that, Alexis removed her high heel and placed it before my nose. “Sniff,’ she commanded. I sniffed deeply, inhaling the pungent aroma of her leather heels, mixed with the intoxicating scent of warm, moist nylons and her perfume. I attempted to gaze up her short pink skirt to catch a glimpse of her panties.

I was soon repelled by a hard, sharp slap to my face. “You need to be trained by Noelle! Keep your head below my knees and stare at my feet.”

She dangled her sexy white pump on her toes for several minutes as I watched, mesmerized. “Oh, there’s some dirt on the spike of my heel,” she said as she inspected it, acting surprised and amused. It was so sexy and coy the way she presented her spiked heel to my mouth.

“Lick it OFF NOW!” Alexis had always been somewhat dominant, but I had never seen her be this demanding of me, but I was enjoying being told to worship her feet and heels.

Soon she flexed her nylon encased foot before my face, arched her foot and wrinkled the soles of her silky feet, as she rubbed her foot scent all over my face and mouth.

“Open”

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, or I will whip you hard!”

With that command, she proceeded to take a nice nap on the couch while using my mouth as her foot warmer. I knelt and obeyed, even though it hurt kneel to kneel and stay in that position for quite some time.

I felt humiliated but I was excited and aroused at the way she had just treated me and dominated me with her feet. I could not wait to meet Noelle.

“Get over here NOW!” the dominant Nathalie said as she crossed her legs in her short, slinky red dress.

“Kneel down, I want you to show me how much you adore me. I’ve been walking around all day in these heels you bought me and my feet are killing me.”

“First bury your nose in my nylons and sniff!” She pushed the back of my head into her foot and pushed my nose into her warm moist soles.

“Now I want you to suck ALL of the stink out of my nylons.”

“If you’re a good boy, I may even let you kiss the black bow on the back of my skirt, and then I’m gonna relax and watch TV while you kiss my butt,” she said in a disdainful way.