Slave At My Feet: Charlotte Bee-Author

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I then glanced over to my now smiling mother. She had an evil grin on her face. I suddenly went pale Every morning when you wake up and every night before bed, you will worship my feet no matter how tired you are.

My neighbor then took the camera and left the room. With that the last bit of my hope left as well. I knew it was over now. my mom then looked at me from above and continued:“ that was until i remembered the little weed accident 1 month ago with your aunt and sophia.“In our conversation, foot fetishists explain what foot worship is, they talk about their favorite pedicure colors, and dominatrixes talk about what they've learned from some of their clients. Even if you're just interested in cute pedicures, Goddess Aviva, a New York City-based pro-domme, has plenty of foot-care secrets to share. And what better time to learn about all this than on I Love My Feet Day, a real holiday that occurs every year on August 17? Our feet carry us around all day and they deserve all the love they can get, so read on for a celebration of feet like no other. What does a foot fetish typically entail? i felt betrayed, did they actually tell mom that i smoked weed? i turned around to my aunt and karen and both were grinning evily at me. sophias feet were very mature since she was already in her fifties and very wrinkly too. i really didnt look forward to it.

thats so nasty im done with this shit. i hate your disgusting feet and yours too aunt sophie! just give me the key already and let me go downstairs man. and you guys might consider getting a pedicure or some lotion for your smelly ass feet“ they were watchint tv the whole time while sophia used her feet to play with my face. she seemee very into it and dominant and it was obvious that they both were having fun with me down at their feet. my mother really was angry at me and i didnt want to upset her so i kneeled in front of her. out of all 3 ladies my mother definitely was the scariest one, she really was dominant and i knew there was no place for excuses. it took me about 30 minutes because i hurried up and really wanted to get it done with, my mother on the phone earlier was right I really wanted to go downstairs to play call of duty with my friends,“ i bet they all are already online and playing „ i thought to myself. anyways once i was done i returned to the kitchen and was greeted by both of them , commenting on how fast i was and joking that i should clean their place more often. there were various types of meat and vegetables lying around and i was wondering what they were planning to cook.One day she decided to divorce me. I begged her not to do so and I proposed her to live together, share the house where I was going to do whatever she wants. She accepted my proposal and she introduced some rules that I have agreed unconditionally and promissed to obey. To take the foot washing up a notch, choose a scented body wash that you both enjoy. Watch foot porn for inspiration

So I decided to just do whatever they want from me now so that they're satisfied and think that I had given in. i wasnt even trapped under the couch or anything but i knew i had to do it. and she knew too. i felt like shit. When I came home and opened the door my mother was chilling on the Couch. once she saw me her eyes were filled with anger and she immediately shouted: my mother then laughed and said strictly :" common son. I heard that excuse 100 of times already and you never behaved after that. The only way to get you to behave is with punishments."What's that?" asked Kylie excitedly. Her and Nicole loved her as much as Sarah did. The girls wanted to be like her when we were older. My elementary school teacher was about 35 years old, a beautiful, divorced female. I always admired her. I was always wondering to see her feet but could not succeeded yet because she was always wearing pumps in the school. Her feet was arched. I was always dreaming to be punished by her under her feet.

i tried to escape her feet shaking my head around but my mom just applied more pressure on my feet. i tried talkin and said:“ pls mom let me out plea-“ to which she just laughed and pressed the ball of her foot on my mouth stopping me from further talking. she then placed her right foot on my mouth so i could only breath through my nose. she then trapped my nose between her toes and said:“ look son. i want to hear loud sniffs now. otherwise youre just going to spend the whole night under this couch i can promise you that young man.“ I was able to collect all the dashes and the bud as well in the ashtray without any of the ash falling on the floor. After she was done she asked me to go and empty it in the bin and clean it up. I went to the washroom and did the same. By the time I reached her office, she was ready to get up from the computer and head downstairs. She said she’s feeling like having a doobie now that her work is complete and she has nothing to do. We went down to the living room she brought a box from her room and brought some green stuff out and started putting it in a small container. She was sitting on her sofa while doing this, I was just standing there in front of her looking intently to what she’s doing as I had never seen someone break a cigarette before and then filing it up into another paper before smoking. I didn’t know it was weed what she was smoking at that time but I know now. When she closed that small container, she said “Come here and sit in front of the table. I need to rest my legs on something soft while I do this. I wanna be really relaxed during next 20-40 minutes. Don’t you dare to ask any questions and ruin mg mood so if you don’t wanna help me and leave then do it now. But if you stay, you gonna have to stay till another hour.” I thought about it and said “No problem aunty. I’ll stay for another hour as I don’t have anything to do at home as well.” I didn’t have anything to do and even if I had I was too hooked to see what she’s doing to miss it. It never occurred to me that she had asked me to sit in front of her and talking about relaxing so obviously she meant about using me as a footstool for the next hour. I remembered to sit when I saw her finger still pointing to the floor in front of her. She told me about some clowns on Fetlife messaging her, begging to be her slave and she doesn’t really want anymore so she’s been telling them to tribute her and then she might consider them, which causes most to go away. Lol When she is at the mall to buy shoes I have to put the shoes on her feet myself and kiss her feet without any hesitation if she extends her foot at my face in public. Inside the container you listen without interrupting or answering. That does not mean the person speaking gets to experience their desire, it means they get to express their desire.

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her eyes were cold and filled with anger. there was no way around this. i removed both of her pumps to which she sighed and said: „ finally theyre off , ive been in those pumps for 8 long hours. now son get into it i wanna hear loud big sniffs or else ..“ I didn't react to her provocations cuz I knew no matter what I said would only make my punishment worse. I needed to comply for now. My aunt then added :" Damn your right sis , that should be a crime I can smell them even here you're disgusting haha" my mother laughed at me and said:“ hahah im sorry son but you got yourself into this. earlier i was cleaning up your room and guess what. i found your report card in your closet.“ sophia said:“ alright levi we want you to taste our cooking, however we gonna have u blindfolded and guess the food“