Teased and denied by my Mistress's Feet My wife always knew I had a foot fetish. She loved the attention I would lavish on her feet, allowing me to provide her with long intimate foot massages when ever she wished, dutifully giving her a pedicure each week, to ensure her toenails were always perfectly painted, and that her soles, heels and toes were soft an...
Nervously my finger pressed the buzzer, within ten seconds the release mechanism clicked and opened the door, I pushed it ajar and entered a dimly lit hallway, a stair case lay in front of me, leading down to a single ominous black door, I walked down and knocked, "You may enter." Came the quick curt reply. Sheepishly I entered, and closed the door behind...
At the beginning of a foot-slave's 18th year he is prepared every day by his mentor, a woman in her thirties or forties, who is responsible for his training and behavior at the Royal Court. The mentor has been given the young slave when he is about 10 years of age and she has been training him in the art of foot massage technique and all of the necessary pra...
6th Day The Game I woke up early in a very good mood, I must admit. I shaved myself, tied up my room and started working. Being very careful not to make any noise, I went to Madame's bathroom to prepare everything for her. I made sure that the tab was full of hot water, dry towels were at hand, foam bath, conditioners and beauty things that might be require...
It had been some time since Maria put Bill into service for that night. Once again Bill was walking home when he came across the bar and seen Maria. Maria grabbed him by the arm "sit down buy me a beer." Bill sat down and bought Maria a beer. They began to talk a bit and have some drinks. Maria started to run low on cigarettes "go buy me more smokes."...
All of the torches and oil lamps in Isabella's castle were lit up for the party. Exuberance and lust filled the air. The Mistresses and Goddesses were adorned in resplendent, sexy, tight fitting dresses. The naked male servants massaged their feet and served them wine and hors d'oeuvres. Isabella required that all slaves at the party not wear their chastity...
2nd Day: Madame' s beauty bath & Party Next morning a bell woke me up. Probably the door, I thought. I'd better get down to see. I quickly dressed up and rushed towards the stairs. Then a harsh female voice made me stop. -Slave! Come here you miserable worm! It's Madame! I said to myself. I'd better go quickly. I rushed to my room, took her slippers with...
5th Day: Outside Duties I think I'm getting better every day! This morning I woke up early, in a very good mood. I got dressed and rushed downstairs to make breakfast for my mistress and then to her bathroom to prepare everything for her. I think I caught myself whistling as I was doing my chores. Not to loud though, in case I woke her up. I almost felt...
Chapter 4 Tom's job is never done. (12: NOON) While Tom ate his sandwich, he read the typed sheet inside the first envelope. Each of the women wrote their own special kinks so that no one but Tom would know exactly what each of them liked done to them. One thing that all the women would require is for his hands to be secured as he serviced them. Each of t...
An essay as set by its Owner & Master March 2011 Dear Master Your slave first had the opportunity to view and admire your feet when you kindly and generously decided to allow this unworthy slave the privilege of receiving a photograph of them last year by email. It was both a great pleasure and honour to receive the email and the fantastic picture it cont...