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Click here"I will try to do better. I don't want to be...throat-fucked again."
She sensed my apprehension and in that moment she felt more like a caring mother than my demanding owner.
"Well if you can continue to serve me well, and try to keep improving your chores, I will take your wishes into further consideration. We are going to be going back for your treatments and I won't be making all the decisions. But if you behave and look after me I will look after you."
It was more than I could remember ever getting from her since we began our 'relationship'. I did have a feeling that we were in this together. And it was a further reminder that while my life may seem harsh, there was plenty of evidence that things could actually be worse.
"Thank you Doreen. I promise I will do better."
"That's what I want to hear. Now I think maybe before we get home we should grab some lunch. I imagine you're hungry for something more than feet at this point."
We were falling back into our routine and the clinic felt like it was more than a couple miles behind us. I was feeling more comfortable and she was right. All jokes aside I could really do with some food.
"Food would be great."
A few more minutes passed in silence as I watched the cars and trees out the window. Food would indeed be great. And then once we got home maybe I could just curl up at Doreen's feet while she watched TV or read a book. That would be nice.
I was in a daydream state but I was sure I heard Doreen say something. It was quiet and spoken more to herself than to me, but it wasn't something to miss.
"Yes, Indira can get a little carried away at times; that's for sure."
- COMMENTS
Another wildly arousing story. I love to worship a woman’s feet and legs in sheer nylons, so the early chapters were a special treat. The real thrill came later: I’ve been lucky enough to take a lover’s foot ball-deep into my mouth before, but the thought of an another woman forcing me down on it so deep I choke is just mind blowing!
Love the total control and exploitation of a pronounced fetish themes so well interwoven throughout the story. Hope that you'll add a few more chapters to this highly erotic adventure. Likewise hope you'll dedicate some time to the equally erotic 7-part Chris/Helga/Lydia/Enza/et al(?) "hair aversion" saga, an equally powerful literary effort. Best wishes.....
Your stories are awesome........especially Salon Feet....Please make some more stories with Footstool stuff. One / two mistress using their female slave as their footstool in a very casual manner. Getting their feet pedicured by her. Polishing their toe-nails while putting it on her face...............................
You have written another magnificent story. I really love what comes out of your devious mind.
I really enjoy this story! The author's tone is calm and descriptive in just the right ways, and they are excellent at showing tension and keeping it suspenseful.
The idea of four well-heeled women domming this poor foot boy is five stars right there, and I really like the way they talk each other into it. 'Bad therapy' is an amazing plot point, and you have written about it tremendously well.