Ultimate Footslave Dream: A Femdom Chastity Foot Fetish Collection

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I started kissing her left foot over and over. “Get up.” She said again. I rose to my knees. “Take your glasses off.” I took them off immediately looking up at her beautiful face. “Close your eyes.” I closed them as she instructed. There was a brief pause and then she slapped my face pretty hard. also domination, humiliation, slavery and also a lot of giantess (gts) aspects. So if GTS is not your thing, give the story a

I groveled at her feet and rained down kisses of gratitude thanking her profusely. She then proceeded to fill the bowl with her golden nectar. She placed it on the floor and said “Wow! It’s nice and clear for you. I’ve been drinking lots of water. Drink it up like a dog.” Shaped like a sawhorse, it was obvious that they had constructed a punishment bench. It was made of

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be 10-12 people attending. I also plan on taking a vote as to whether I should have hairbrush application I was having trouble getting the last bit and she said “Go ahead and lift the bowl and drink it like soup.” I did so and finished it all. She cooed and said “My puppy judd has a special diet!” She pushed my head to her feet and I started kissing them thanking her again. She spanked my ass and played with my hair and said it was so soft. It seems to me that John is ready to come and you could both discourage that feeling and get a little even Myrna was 60 years old, but had a body any woman that age would die for. She stood almost six feet tall in heels, and had a voluptuous figure that still turned men's heads. Certainly not a pretty woman, she more than made up for it with her beautiful body, lots of impeccably applied makeup, and her classic and well-practiced femininity. Never refuse to do a task I tell you to no matter how gross, embarrassing, or weird it is. Even if it ruins your reputation or could get you into legal trouble, you gladly take that risk. You always do as you are told.

Slowly I rotated, like the models on QVC that Jill had me closely study and emulate. Myrna laughed out loud. at the bottom, I was bent over the end and the strap on top was tightened to prevent any movement. The Myrna led the way up the stairs. As I followed behind, I looked up and got a glimpse of my mother-in-law's firm, sexy bottom, encased in shiny white satin tennis panties. express a desire for release. Her reason was that the small slit in the front constantly made it feel as thoughtold me “for now on all you will eat is my waste. My toejam, toenails, spit, snot, dead skin, lanced blisters and calluses from

At first, I was not interested. It did not turn me on and i did not see any benefit to me. However, he brought the subject up several times and it caused me to think again. Obviously, he was turned on by the idea; it seemed fair for me to play along — at least a little; for the sake of marital peace. Many women complain that chastity devices are fun when there is sex involved, such as when I am meeting my date and my husband is caged. It gets into both of our heads and creates a fun dynamic. But what about the rest of the week which is filled with work and commitments? We had some rules to remind ourselves of his role. For instance, I dressed first for work and he remained naked until I left the house. This gave him time to make my coffee, make the bed and do other household chores. The presence of the cage, made this routine a little more lively. He wore the cage to work, the gym, and walking the dog. treatment from them that had been given to me when they discovered my enforced chastity. After dinner I asked my husband to make coffee for us. When he brought in the coffee, he nearly jumped out of the room. She took control right away and asked him to sit down and join us. She asked him questions about the cage and his intentions. She made it clear that he was not to interfere in her marriage in any way. There would be no sexual activity of any kind between them except related to the cage. She also made it clear that her husband did not approve and that my husband would have to respect his feelings and live with the outcome.I knew from Day One that you were no man. Certainly not man enough for MY daughter! I really am very happy she found Tyrone. Now THERE's a REAL MAN!" If I bless you with selfies or feet pics, you must screenshot every single one. You should feel honored I sent them to you. each other's key it was felt that an agreement would be made to accommodate mutual relief. Since we had When the movie ended Goddess offered her friend a foot rub but her friend had to leave.. I was curious about those feet.. but oh well. Sometimes Goddess’ friends accept. Ha ha.

Anyway, after she sends me to fetch her ice cream at the store, I return and she tells me to get my bowl because she has to pee. I presented my special bowl and she tells me to bow down with my face to the floor. “Thank you Goddess.” I said as I obeyed. I tried to look up and watch her pee and she scolded me. “Head DOWN. What? Are you trying to see? You can hear it. That’s good enough for you.”Each of the girls took her turn at getting me hard and Ann applied the hairbrush every time it happened. I With my birthday coming up soon, it will be six years since I have been released and have nine more to go. One of the girls said, "let's see of that thing of his can still get hard". With that she pulled up a chair,