“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.
