Hello my lovelies!
I’ve just arrived home from a pedicure, and while I wait for my sub, S, to come and pamper these feet some more, I thought I’d write a little bit about one of my favourite kinks – foot worship/foot play!
I’ll set the scene for you a little bit by describing a recent session, as is my wont! My darling sub S has been a regular of mine for over a year now. He first approached me when he saw a picture of my feet posted on a kink website and couldn’t resist my high arches and perfect pedicure. Since our first time together, he’s been a devoted sub, booking many a session just to while away the hours massaging my feet while I enjoy a glass of wine. But occasionally, we concoct a plan a little more kinky!
For this session, we combined tease and denial with foot play – the perfect combination, in my mind! I had S strip down to his boxers and kneel on a pillow on the floor in front of me. He looked up at me with wide brown eyes, silently begging – so I told him he had permission to speak. He is the best at this – rattling off compliments in his thick, delicious accent, finishing up by asking permission to kiss my feet. Of course, I couldn’t let him go straight to the prize! I tease him for a while first – placing my soft, smooth legs in front of him, feet in his lap, spike heels playing with his obvious erection.
I took a sip of my wine, enjoying the breathy sighs that came from his mouth. He knew better than to beg for more, even when I could see him lean in to the delicious torment of my high heels. I let out a soft laugh as I teased the sole of my shoe across the tip of his cotton clad cock. His desperation was becoming palpable.
I sat back, relaxing into the couch and telling him, in a casual tone, that he was to slip off my heels now. The look on his face was almost comical – his eyes widened and he drew in a sharp breath. The tent in his boxers twitched. This is his favourite part – and I usually make him wait longer for it!
For the next two hours, I alternately used my feet to tease and torment S… bringing him to the brink of release and withdrawing the touch of my magnificent feet. Ever the dutiful and patient slave, S managed to contain himself, though I did drive him so wild he had to break protocol and beg me more than once! I guess a talented foot job tests even the most devoted sub!
I’m sure you’d like to know how the session ended – but that’s between S and me! To write your own foot fetish story, contact this Toronto Domme (and her perfect feet!) today!