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Jun 19, 2017 · Welcome to confessions of a foot slave A place for those with a male foot fetish, into being dominated by a Master, Jock or even Werewolf. All stories are written and created by myself. Short stories of alpha male jocks crushing a foot slave into submission or simply just forcing his slave to sniff his rank, sweaty, gym socks after an intense ...
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May 17, 2012 · Foot slave is a person who his submitted his life under the dominating feet and gorgeous shoes heels of his owner lady as most obedient and submissive.He is belong to …
The Foot Slave Memoirs. Short Story #1. Tagart stared out at the light trickling into his new world. His arms and legs. were bound in a spread eagle fashion by golden clamps positioned around his. wrists and ankles. His head was inside a shadowed void, and there was a strong. aroma of musty sweat and dirt permeating the air around him.
May 20, 2009 · I quickly four-stepped into the kitchen and brought an egg. She took the egg and dropped it on floor. It immediately broke, spilling out all its contents and making the floor messy. She looked at me again and spat on it. She again looked at me, 'Jack off, in a minute. Let the entire juice be a part of this.'.
Your life as My dedicated foot slave starts with this very clip. I hope you’re ready for it. * This clip is perfect for those submissives that crave to be put in their proper place. I take full control of your weakness for My perfectly slender, size 10 feet and train you to accept the privilege of being beneath Me.
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Risha had left a message on my cell not to come for breakfast and that she will call me soon. But I knew the answer long before. NOT to say that it never happened, and it may have been considered a kindness or even an indulgence to the child, as in doing so you would allow them sleep on the bed. I was aghast. I have never seen her so sexy and seductive. You may now lick the soles of my feet. Now go and keep it in my bathroom. Now get up, walking on your knees, take a glass bowl from kitchen and keep it my toilet and wait for my instructions. I looked up seeing the fire in his eyes once again he applied more pressure with his foot and I struggled to breathe. Trending Questions. They lifted me up and hung me over the bench holding my head and arms in place sliding me down further so my ass was in the air. Whipping the slave so much on their back, it formed deep long bloody gashes. He also had a small cut on his chin, a lucky escape from what could have ended worse. I used to leave my home at 7 am, reach her place, cook breakfast for both, take her to office, come back to her home and cook dinner for her. In here, you can learn about DOSF's community, history, and posting etiquette. Suddenly, Perry pulled his boot back and kicked his toe right into my balls, I cried out in pain. When I had released, Risha said, 'Lick your dirty semen off the ground. I awoke to see Troy standing over my bed, wearing a tight black tank top and black underwear with a white trim. The following morning felt alien to me. My schedule became busier after that. He kicked me again, harder this time. So, now I knew who the dog was She took another agreement. I leaned into his leg, resting his foot against my shoulder. She is free to order me to do anything at her will, trade me with her friends, make me do any job as she wishes and use me in any way she wants to. Was Kunta Kinte free? If in any emergency, you do want to tell me something, you will rub your nose in front of my feet three times and only after my permission then, will speak. How much space did a slave on the middle passage have? It is a common form of sexual fetishism. OK wait," she was talking to Parul and then asked me to bring her face even closer. You should be thankful to me that out of so many boys who want to be my followers, I have chosen you to serve me. I used to hear from my junior teams about her perfect dancing moves and her seductive clothings at these parties. My whole work reputation and career was totally damaged and here was I, looking at the soles of blue suede shoes which Risha was wearing and being ordered to lick the dirt off them. I think that Risha was not making me a dog, she was making me a pig. Friday, May 29, may 20, 4. Foot slave is the footlicker and shoelilicker of his owner lady and her all females friends. Your Master asked you a question! Her feet were fair as milk, were soft as cotton. Maybe her beauty, her attitude, her inherent dominance over situations Thursday, May 21, May 20, 2. Today, you will only walk on your knees and arms when I'm here. Find more answers. The clock just struck 9 PM. People also asked. Slowly make your tongue lick the soles of my shoes, from bottom to up, sucking each piece of dirt stuck on it and ingesting every layer of it - let it be as passionate as if trying to eat the soles. Then one night, after I was about to leave after cooking dinner, she called and asked me to stay back. The term has nothing to do with historical slavery, although slaves in the Ancient World were often required to attend to their masters' and mistresses' feet. I was sure that she must be just kidding. Most likely the first black to step foot in the white house was a slave. Satish, I am your Goddess from now onwards and you need to totally surrender your body and your soul to serving me. Shoes, socks or stockings?
Video Foot Fetish Slave Training. As My foot slave you are no longer My equal. This should come as no surprise as you stopped being a real man to Me a long time ago and you are no longer worthy of being on the same level as Me. You have idolized and worshiped My divine soles for so long now that they are practically your new religion. They rule over you and through them I completely own and control your life. You are beneath Me like the dirt I walk on and, as such, you are going to show Me how much you crave to become nothing more than a speak of a man beneath My foot. A foot slave like you has no right to stand in My presence. You deserve to forever be down on your knees gazing up at at My divine Empress body as I tease you in these sexy heels and nylons to teach you to accept your role in life. Yes, you will get to lick and clean the bottoms of My filthy heals and flats. Yes, you will get to worship My smelly, sweaty nylon wrapped toes. I am even going to tease you with My lusciously tight and perfectly round ass, but you will never again be a normal man who is allowed to stand as My equal. You are My foot slave from now on. You are My possession, My property. You will spend the rest of your life beneath My soles serving Me and worshiping My feet. In return, I will tease you mercilessly and endlessly with the perfect body you will never have. Your life as My dedicated foot slave starts with this very clip. I take full control of your weakness for My perfectly slender, size 10 feet and train you to accept the privilege of being beneath Me. So be a good boy and show Me how much you crave to be My little foot bitch. Indulge in your submission: EmpressMika.
I could not have imagined a worse humiliation that this. I am even going to tease you with My lusciously tight and perfectly round ass, but you will never again be a normal man who is allowed to stand as My equal. Do I have to teach you that now? We are pretty lucky, here are, but we still have to share a room. I told you. I tried calling her once but she did not respond to my call. Suddenly I felt his crushing weight loosen and I gasped for air, he kept his foot resting on my throat glaring down at me without mercy. He was slim with blonde hair and blue eyes, he seemed nice enough. And remember that I will not ever repeat my orders. So I started applying more pressure and began massaging her feet with my tongue, taking in all the stink and lice. I quickly had a bath at the main bathroom, while Risha was fast asleep. I was shocked and speechless! So I started licking the top of her shoes, licking layer-after-layer of dirt, licking around the wedges - licking so passionately as if her shoes were the best food I have tasted in years. About Me Diary of a Footslave View my complete profile. You are getting to drink the ultimate nectar of a Goddess - an opportunity thousands like you just wait for all their lifetimes. You like to become my slave? Please leave now. That's actually bad for you, since these will only get intense. Foot slave is the footlicker and shoelilicker of his owner lady and her all females friends. She tugged at my leash and said, "I don't want numb dogs serving me. So I placed my head in front of her flips-flops on the floor and started begging, "Hey holy shoes of my Goddess, I know I'm not even as worthy as the dirt on these, but may I please be allowed to lick clean and kiss the great holy feet, you protect. I knew the only person who can help me now is the person who has put me in this situation first - Risha. Shoes, socks or stockings? There was this one guy, 6ft something, big muscular build with size 13 feet to balance that titan physique of his. But the former was so strong that it almost crushed the latter and I immediately wanted to just kiss her toes and suck them till eternity. I forced my face down - fighting the stink and dipped my lips in it. How come it is wet? I shook my head, indicating no. He removed his foot from my lips and stood up, I felt a hard kick to my side I rolled onto my back and he slammed his foot down onto my throat. A portion of her foot was out of the cover, and as I saw it, it somehow transfixed me Man, look at you, you don't even know how to beg? Tuesday, May 26, May 20, 3. Now this was one area I was comfortable at - since I have been coming to her place to cook for last few days now. Show everyone what a worthless piece of shit you really are. Ok, spotty. To my surprise, I found Risha with Parul - a close friend of her - already sitting there. Troy watched me as he rubbed his socked foot over my face, making me inhale and taste his stink. When the slave tried to run away, or stand up against the master, or plan an uprising, the master would beat severly beat or kill the slave in front of the others, as an example and warning. As I was doing my job, she called Parul and told her everything about my tasks - laughing intermittently and pulling my leash, whenever she wanted more pressure on her soles. I don't want this delay in coming here next time. You need to obey all my commands, bear all the punishments I decide to give to you. I went out of the room - the clock read am. As Tag lead me through the school we talked some more, he asked me about myself and what I liked to do, he noticed my British accent and kept asking me about home. Troy was only a few inches taller than me and more muscled for sure, but there was something about him that made me feel inferior to him. Have you used my bathroom?
This short story contains, Master and Slave, male foot fetish and graphic sexual scenes of verbal degradation and humiliation. My body ached and my tight hole felt battered and bruised. I awoke to see Troy standing over my bed, wearing a tight black tank top and black underwear with a white trim. He had that same cold, merciless expression I saw on his face last night when he beat me and fucked me into submission. Troy was only a few inches taller than me and more muscled for sure, but there was something about him that made me feel inferior to him. I just stared up at him, the hairs on his body shining in the sun light that breached the dorm windows made him glow. Something sinister, but the very sight of him triggered my arousal. The mention of food made my stomach groan, I needed my strength after last night. Last night, how could I ever forget that, the way he made me feel so worthless, but thinking about his powerful cock inside me again made mine harden. I had come to learn that with his smirk followed something humiliating. I got up from my bed, and Troy walked over the small sink and counter we had in the room. I noticed he was wearing some dirty white sports socks, they left damp sweaty foot prints on the wooden flooring, my mouth watered just thinking about smelling and tasting them. Troy picked up a white bowl and a small carton of milk. He took them over to his desk, I walked towards him and reached for the bowl. He grabbed my arm and glared at me. His other hand grabbed my balls through my underwear and squeezed them tight. I winced in pain, they were still sore from being kicked and crushed last night. Down there on your hands and knees like a dog. I had figured he wanted me to eat the cereal out of the bowl at his feet, but I froze awaiting his next command. I then lowered myself and leaned my face down to the bowl. I just knelt there obediently waiting for what was coming next. I did as I was told and reached for his left socked foot, bringing it near my face. I wanted to bury my nose deep into the grimy, dark soles and press my nose into his toes, but I restrained myself and started to pull the sock down his leg. Why did he make me feel this way? Why was my cock oozing precum every time he looked me? He smirked when I said it, taking great pleasure in my humiliation and the power he had over me, the power I had surrendered to him. I leaned into his leg, resting his foot against my shoulder. He pressed his sole firmly against me as I pulled the sock with my teeth. They had a faint stale sweaty smell and taste to them. I managed to slip his slightly damp foot free from his sock. He then pressed his foot against my face and I leaned into his sole, kneading my face deep into it, kissing and sniffing hungrily. I completely lost myself. I saw Troy smirking down at me, seeming satisfied at my response. He dragged his foot down my face and leaned forward, putting his foot into the cereal bowl and poured the remaining milk over his toes. He leaned back, looking down at me again, I could read in his eyes what he expected of me, but I waited. I wanted to hear his voice command me. I leaned down and kissed and sucked the cereal from his foot, showing my gratitude to his big powerful Alpha stinking feet. You should be grateful for my kindness faggot. Show everyone what a worthless piece of shit you really are. But since you were such a good slut last night and took my cock nice and deep, I thought I would reward you with breakfast at my feet. I continued to lick and suck my breakfast through his foot, the milk tasted salty from his sweaty toes, but it made it taste incredible. He removed his foot from my lips and stood up, I felt a hard kick to my side I rolled onto my back and he slammed his foot down onto my throat. I choked as his foot stomped down on me. I looked up seeing the fire in his eyes once again he applied more pressure with his foot and I struggled to breathe. When I ask you a question you answer, do you understand you pathetic worm? Suddenly I felt his crushing weight loosen and I gasped for air, he kept his foot resting on my throat glaring down at me without mercy. He cleared his throat and then spat on my face. He looked down at my crotch, noticing my hard cock bulging through my underwear. I winced from the pain, but my dick twitched and hardened even more as he mashed it under his foot. What sort of freak are you? I love everything about your feet Master.