Slave At My Feet: Charlotte Bee-Author

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i complied and kissed each of her toes to which she smiled and finally she pulled her feet away from my face.

However I was not able to concentrate on my lessons and I was oftenly looking down at her feet, thinking nothing else but to kiss her feet again. She noticed that but not said anything. However this effected my performance and consequently she smiled at me, caressed my head and said: -Look, I know that there is something between you and my feet and we have to solve it, tell me what is going on? It’s deeply sensual (and very honouring) to have your feet washed by your partner, maybe make this a part of your erotic play,’ says Camilla. karen then calmy answered:“ i wont nephew. but you still have to know what sophias feet smell like.“She then spoke:" so Levi see. This is how its going to be from now on. this is going to be your view from now on EVERY single school day. " When I was finished they told me not to tell anything to my parents otherwise I shall never be able to play with them and talk to them.

i couldnt believe what she demanded from me and i was wondering if sophia was okay with this so i turned to her in hope for help from her part but she only looked strictly at me and said:“ you heard your aunt. get on your knees right now! how dare u insult my feet like that levi when ive been taking good care of them allways. u will see“ Enjoying foot play isn’t necessarily about having a foot fetish, as the latter can be linked to psychological enjoyment, with some people using feet as humiliation or power play. It was kind of weird, her messages over facebook were very kind and I was wondering if it’d be the same once I was officially her slave (assuming it worked out.) Regardless, I was very jumpy that day and was questioned by my parents as to why, I made up a story about how I was going to meet an old friend, and asked if I could go to her house tomorrow. My parents are pretty lenient, so they said I could.my teacher then removed her boots revealing her bare feet. they were huge and the smell was beyond bad even when they didn't even touch my face yet.

After maybe 10 more mins she shifted a bit while still talking about her job, grabbed on to her left shoe, put it on my head and used my head as a step to put her foot in it she applied pressures in intervals of time, maybe settling her foot inside the shoe and then tying the laces still while keeping it there. Then without even removing the left shoe from my face, she grabbed her right shoe as well and repeated the same procedure with that one as well. When she had both her shoes on, still keeping her left shoe on my head and putting her right shoe on the floor touching left side of my face with the toe, she stood up balancing the weight on her right shoe that was on the carpet. She was still saying something about her boss, I couldn’t pay attention to that. Still while talking she started applying more and more pressure on my head with her left shoe, I thought of turning it to the side, instinctively I moved my face to my left (big mistake) and just as when I did it, dues to pressure on my head it banged onto the carpet and squeezed between her right shoe that was now partially on top of my nose and lips (which were parted open and her toe and some of the sole was touching my teeth and tongue) and her left shoe that was still putting more pressure on top of my head, Just as when I thought My head was going to explode due to the squeezing. The right shoe went up scratching and pulling my teeth, tongue and part of my eyelashes and finally rested beside the left one on my head. She was now standing on my head and talking about the office! This lady is different lol! If she could do this to a kid, who is of her own’s age, then think what she would do with a grown man! 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“If I bless you with selfies or feet pics, you must screenshot every single one. You should feel honored I sent them to you. 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.