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THE FOOTIST

by bound bob 2005

Lines of my sexual development blur. What came first my submissive sexualtendencies or my fetishes? It's like asking the chicken or the egg question.I'm sure my silk and satin fetish has always been with me. My submission? I'mnot sure when that happened. The leather fetish I think came after my Dommefetish. Stocking fetish, who knows but they look great on leather clad Dommes.I don't have a foot fetish but now I always look at a woman's feet. I blamemy wife for this. She loved to have her feet pampered, massaged and kissed.She so enjoyed when I gave her a pedicure. I was always good kneading a woman'sflesh. I was a natural masseuse and feet were my specialty. I didn't even knowI had this talent until my wife discovered it. I loved nothing more then givingher pleasure and rubbing her feet was her greatest pleasure. I miss her somuch.

My son has grown and started his own life. I was alone and had no directionor purpose. I turned to the Internet and to those that shared my particulartastes sexually. Its amazing the varied amount of groups on the net that caterto particular fetishes. I found silk scarf groups, scarf bondage groups, femdomgroups, strap-on groups, the list is endless and if you don't find what youare looking for you can create it. The Internet is so cool and made me feelnot so all alone. I had several friends on the net and was vocal in a few groups.I was very weary of people out there in cyberspace, how many of them were lyingabout whom they were, how many were just waiting to take advantage of you?Although I found solace in the net it was also full of predators.

That is where I first met Lady Amber. I followed her thoughts in many debatesin the groups and liked the way she thought. I didn't always agree with herbut her feelings closely matched mine on the subject of Femdom. Can you believethere are people out there who claim that there is nothing sexual about Femdom?Neither can I; sure maybe there really are but I can only go by my feelingsand nothing drives me sexually more then my submission.

Lady Amber was always good at starting conversations in the groups and oneparticular day she posted her passion of having her feet worshipped. BeforeI was done reading her whole message my penis was pushing mightily at my jeans.I thought I could pleasure you Lady Amber like you have never been pleasuredbefore. I was positive I could give her what she wrote and more. Just the thoughtthat I could give this woman the pleasure she craved bought me to the brinkof explosion.

But these thoughts stayed with me. I have never been a risk taker and I amextremely shy despite my written battles with some in the groups. I couldn'tcontact this woman, this Mistress, this Domme and lay claim that I could giveyour feet pleasure like they never have had before. Dommes real or fake getbombarded daily on the net by jerks and wannabes; I didn't want to be thoughtof that way.

The gods or more correctly Goddesses shined on me soon after though when LadyAmber wrote to me. I guess she liked how I presented my thoughts in the groupsand wrote to tell me. This opened the door and soon we were sharing e-mailsalmost daily. When I felt the time was right I told her how much I enjoyedher passion on foot worship and how adept I was at pleasuring a woman's feet.Lady Amber's next e-mail to me pretty much demanded I put up or shut up.

I hadn't really thought of a meeting with Lady Amber. I felt we were a safedistance apart. Meeting a woman in the Femdom lifestyle scared the hell outof me. My wife and I played, dabbled lets say in Femdom. She would tie me upin scarves (my favorite), spank my ass till it was the red she liked and fromtime to time used a strap-on or other anal toys on me. I would massage her,give her pedicures, cook, clean the baths, wash the clothes (she would notlet me iron which was fine by me because I had no clue), do the dishes andnumerous other chores, I did this all to please her and was never ordered todo it. Once in a blue moon she would order me to wear panties to work thentease me by phone or e-mail all day. Also once in a while prior to some strap-onplay she would have me put on a pair of her old pantyhose then tear them exposingmy backdoor and gentiles. That was the extent of my Femdom experience; not,I thought in the same league as a lifestyle Domme.

I spent a few sleepless nights thinking about Lady Amber and then it hit me,why not show her? What do I have to lose? Besides my company has been tellingme to use some of my unused vacation time anyway. I e-mailed Lady Amber andtold her I would love the honor of pleasuring her feet.

Lady Amber was no fool or was she desperate or unsafe and had me jump threwmany a hoop to assure her of my sincerity. Of the many hoops was her shoppingtrip she sent me on. I was to go to Victoria Secret and purchase some panties,garter belt and hose of her specifications. I was to get a written note fromthe sales woman who helped me and if possible a picture of her and I outsidethe store. My face reddened just reading her command. I went to a mall thatwas three counties away and had a young girl no more then 21 wait on me. Shesmiled as I told her my needs and laughed as my face grew beet red. She howeverwas not taken aback by the orders I was following. She unfortunately couldnot help me. Victoria Secret carried nothing that would fit me. She did howeverwrite me a note and took a picture with me. I was dejected having failed LadyAmber on my first real mission. The young sales girl seeing my disappointmentas I left the store stopped me and told me to wait for her. She went to herboss and told her she was going on a break then took my arm and escorted methrough the mall. We ended up at a Fredericks of Hollywood where a friend ofhers worked. They were able to get me close to what Lady Amber desired to haveme wear. The Fredericks girl wrote a note to Lady Amber and the three of ushad our picture taken outside the Fredericks store. The Victoria Secret girlgave me her e-mail address and asked me to have Lady Amber write her. She hadan idea what my shopping adventure was all about and was interested in doingthe same to her boy friend. I scanned the letters and sent them and the picturesto Lady Amber along with a detailed report. She was very pleased. I was sohappy I walked on air the rest of the week. I neglected to tell her how myknees nearly buckled on me as I left the mall or how I shook a good ten minutesafter I got in my car.

After a few more hoops and dozens of questions, I think Lady Amber was satisfiedwith my commitment and sincerity. We set a date that was three weeks away.I was to go to the Knights Inn off of interstate 80 in Michigan City, Indiana.Once there I would receive further instructions.

?Michigan City, Indiana', I shouted to myself. Using Map Quest I found thatit was an 11 hour and 35 minutes trip from my house. I requested and got approvedfor a two-week vacation from my job. My trip or adventure to see Lady Amberwas going to be at least 23 hours of driving for me and I was only guaranteeda meal with Lady Amber at this point. We may meet and she may decide that sheis not interested in me. Nothing ventured nothing gained I thought.

Three weeks turned out to be an eternity. The days dragged on and the nightswere worse. I didn't sleep much and had very little interest in food. Anticipationand anxiety are a deadly pair. My mind was so conflicted. Why was I venturinginto this? What was I expecting to come of it? Why the hell was I driving halfwayacross the country? The answers to these questions turned out to be very easy.I was lonely. Lady Amber seemed to be a woman that would get great pleasurefrom my talents and it had been a while since I had given a woman pleasure.Finally, I was in a phase of my life now that I could do this trip.

My departure date finally arrived. I had decided to take two days to driveout there so I would not be so worn out from the drive when I met Lady Amber.I pack a small bag, lingerie that she had me purchase included. I also loadedin to my car the gift I would present her with upon my arrival.

My route was an easy one; I just had to make my way to route 80 and head west.The butterflies in my stomach were so bad I thought I was going to have topull over and puke my guts up. Once on the interstate and the white lines blurringpast my car the butterflies were slowly washed away.

My thoughts drifted to Lady Amber. I realized I had not asked her anythingabout herself and she told me very little. I know she has blond hair and haveseen just her eyes (at least I thought they were her eyes). I guess I don'thave a clue as to who Lady Amber really is. For all I know she could be someguy named Bubba. All I really know is she has a real sexual passion for Femdomand at this point that's all that counts. If she turns out to be Bubba I canwalk away.

I could not stop driving and made it to Michigan City in a little less thaneleven hours. I was there a whole day early. I found the Knights Inn easy enoughbut decided not to check in. What if she worked there? She would see I wasa whole day early and that I could not follow instructions. I checked intoa no name motel, it just had a sign with big numbers $29.99 as a name.

After checking in and seeing my no frills room, I decided to explore MichiganCity. My first impression was it was not much of a city. I was drawn to thelakefront as I am always drawn to the water. I love lighthouses and was happyto find one here. I spent time in the dunes. It was cold but I guess I washappy there was no snow. The Great Lakes always befuddled me. You have a largebody of water, sea gulls flying about and sand dunes but when you go to breathin there is no salty scent.

I retired early to my room to wait out the long night and wonder what tomorrowwill bring.

I arose at first light after a sleepless night. I decided to drive up to St.Josephs, Michigan and view the two pier lighthouses there. Figuring out howto get there and back kept my mind off of the events about to unfold. The lighthouseswere great to look at but I did not stay long; I was anxious to get back toMichigan City and check into the Knights Inn.

Along with the keys to my room, the clerk at the motel desk gave me an envelopeaddressed to me. I took it and got back into my car to drive to my room. Iwanted to tear the envelope open immediately but waited until I had unpackedthe car and settled in my room.

I sat on the edge of the double bed and with my pocketknife I carefully openedthe envelope. Inside was a hand written note. The script writing was female,Lady Amber's writing. A short note: Lakeside Inn 5:00 p.m. Lady Amber.

I had two hours to get ready. I took a very long shower, soaping myself upseveral times to make sure I was as clean as I could be. I shaved and brushedmy teeth. I put deodorant on and was about to spray some cologne but thoughtbetter of it since I had no idea whether Lady Amber would like the scent ornot.

I pulled out the lingerie Lady Amber had me buy earlier and started pullingon the black stockings, being careful not to cause a run. I stared at the blacklacey garter belt trying to figure out how to put it on. My mind drifted backto the movie ?Bull Durham' with Kevin Costner telling Tim Robbins how to putone on the right way. Once I got the belt on hooking the stockings to the beltwas another challenge in it self. I felt stupid that I was having a hard timedressing myself and even more stupid wearing the lingerie. The silky blackpanties came next. The panties were snug and I had to do some adjusting totry to get a little comfort. Despite my humiliation, the panties felt niceand I started getting erect.

I had seen the Lakeside Inn on my travels and it seemed more bar than fancyrestaurant so I dressed casual but nice. Navy blue Dockers with a long sleevedwhite button down shirt with a navy and red tie went on next. Brown leathershoes and a brown corduroy jacket completed my dress. I was hoping Lady Amberdid not think I was under dressed although I was as dressed up as I ever got.

I arrived at the Lakeside at 4:45 p.m. on the nose. Entering the establishment,I realized I was the only customer. I was right in my assumption that the placewas a bar more then anything else. In fact it seemed to be a biker bar. Theonly other person in the bar was the bartender, a rather large buxom womanwearing a black leather vest and tattoos up and down her arms. She had blackfrom a bottle curly short hair. Her vest was very tight and strained againsther rather large breasts. Her eyes bore into mine and I knew she could kickmy ass if it came down to that.

?What can I do for ya?? She spoke more like a command rather then a question.

I was already nervous to begin with but now I felt extremely out of placeand the silky under things beneath my clothes made me feel very vulnerable.I felt sweat start to gather at my brow.

?Uh?. nothing just yet, thank you. I'm meeting a friend here shortly thenI can order?.

The bartender grunted and went back to wiping glasses. As instructed by ane-mail, I sat in the back table with my back to the entrance. I placed my giftsfor Lady Amber in the chair to my left. My whole body was shaking. Still timeto run I briefly thought.

At precisely 5 o'clock I heard the distinctive click of high heels enter thebar.

The bartender bellowed out, ?Amber, long time?.

?How have you been Sally?? A matter of fact yet smoky sound, Lady Amber'svoice reached my ears for the first time.

?Not bad. That your new bitch back there?? Sally said with a chuckle.

?We shall see?, Lady Amber trailed off to a light laugh.

The clicks of her heels on the wooden floor drew closer. I was shaking likea leaf. How pathetic I must look. Every fiber of my will was needed not toget up and run away or to keep from turning around and looking.

I could smell leather mixed with an expensive scent I could not identify.A leather-clad hand rested lightly on my shoulder. My shaking stopped cold.

?Bound Bob, I presume??

In one swift motion I got out of my chair turned Lady Amber's way and knelton one knee with my head down as per Lady Amber's instructions. I stared ather black patent leather stiletto pumps and could see a ghost image of myselfin the shoes. Dark nylon clad legs flowed into the pumps. I could not or darednot look higher.

Sally chuckled from behind the bar and my face grew red.

?Rise Bob?, Lady Amber sweetly commanded.

I rose and turned to pull her chair out for her. She moved in front of meas I pushed the chair in. I deeply inhaled her leathers and her scent bothwere intoxicating.

Lady Amber was a vision. She wore a tight black leather skirt that creakedas she sat. A matching black leather jacket that was tailored like a businesssuite molded her body. A white shiny satin blouse with a bright red silk scarftightly tied around her neck finish of her ensemble. I felt a bit flatteredthinking she knew of my scarf fetish and wore the scarf for me.

As I sat down I panicked and started to rise. What was I thinking? ShouldI have waited to be told to sit?

Lady Amber placed her gloved hand firmly on my arm. ?Sit, its OK. Lets getacquainted?.

Sally appeared by us at that moment. ?Care to order now??

I stared at Lady Amber afraid to say anything.

?Calm down Bob. Sally here makes the best burgers in the state. Sal I'll takea white wine for now and a burger platter, medium rare. And you Bob??

I cleared my throat, ?a diet coke and a burger, well done, please?.

?There now that was not so hard was it? So how was the trip out here? I wasalmost surprised to see that you showed?.

I don't know what it was but Lady Amber was having a calming effect on meand I felt my tension drain from my muscles. ?The trip went by like a blurto tell you the truth. And I really don't want to tell you how many times Ialmost turned around but I am so happy I didn't?, a big smile grew on my face.

Lady Amber pulled off her gloves revealing very well manicured nails paintedin a bright red polish. Her nails had points but were not very long. ?So Bob,why would you travel all this way? What are you expecting, hmmm??

?I don't know really. All I know is you have a passion about you that I love.I feel I have a talent that could please you very much and I feel this verystrong need to please you?.

?My pleasure is a very hard thing to obtain. You don't really know me at all.In fact this is the first time you ever laid eyes on me or ever heard my voice.So how do you know what will give me pleasure??

?Ah but Lady Amber, I do know you. I read everything you write; I think Iknow you better then your family or coworkers do. That is of course if whatyou wrote was the truth and I do believe it to be the truth or I would notbe here. And to be truthful it did not matter what you looked like just thatyou have the passion that you have.?

?Do you have any idea what you may be getting yourself into my dear Bob? Ifyou fuck with me I can hurt you in ways you never dreamed of, understand??

Just then Sally arrived with our burgers. I just nodded my head yes.

I bit into my burger and nearly spit it out. What is this I thought as I gavethe burger a closer inspection? Lady Amber gave me an amused smile and said, ?veggieburger?. We ate in near silence. Lady Amber's staring seemed to pierce my verysoul. She seemed to be studying my every movement; it made me uneasy. I nevertasted the burger I chomped on. Maybe it was the best burger in the state orfor all I know it could have been deep-fried dog poop.

I gulped down the last of my burger and washed its remains away with the lastof my diet coke. I cleared my throat and broke the awkward silence. ?Lady Amber,I have a feeling you have been hurt by potential subs before. My intentionsare as I stated. I would like to take you to my motel room or anywhere youmay desire and show you how I can make your feet feel. Once I am done, thenext move is yours. If you want to stop right there then that's fine with me.If you would like to take it further then that would be great. I am alreadyhonored that you met me here everything else is gravy to me. And with thatsentiment here are a few no strings attached gifts I got for you.? I handedLady Amber the gifts.

?Alright Bob I will give you your chance to demonstrate your talents, butbe warned you have built yourself up so much you better not disappoint me orI will punish you because I do know that would give me great pleasure. Thankyou for the gifts but you really needn't have done so.? Lady Amber took theboxes and began to unwrap the first box.

The lid of the first box was removed revealing a rainbow of silk. ?I had noidea what your favorite colors might be so I hope I got a good sampling.? LadyAmber pulled out a black silk panty from Victoria Secret. A white panty followedthis, then a red panty, purple panty, green panty and lastly a blue pair werepulled from the box.

?How did you know my size? You took a big chance mister. Too big and I wouldhave been insulted, too small and I would have been frustrated. I do adoreVictoria Secret lingerie so much.?

?Just a lucky guess?. Bob didn't mention the studying of her one arm visiblein one picture on Lady Amber's website holding a flogger. He took an educatedguess based on that arm and had hoped it was her arm. He never even thoughtof the ramifications of a wrong guess.

Lady Amber placed the panties back in the box and put the lid back on. Shegrabbed the second box. It was a large square box with some weight to it. ?Hmm,whatever could this be?, she mused as she started to unwrap the gift.

It was a very high-end pedicure kit. It had everything you could think offor the perfect pedicure. ?I hope you will allow me the honor of giving youa pedicure with this set Lady Amber.?

?Allow you to give me a pedicure? My dear boy, I demand it! Lets get started.?

I gathered up the boxes and left money for the meal on the table. I then followedLady Amber to the bar. ?OK Bob, give me your drivers license and a valid creditcard?. Without questioning her order I reached into my wallet and handed overthe requested items. Lady Amber in turn handed them to Sally. ?Sally this boyhas promised me pleasure. We are going to his room at the Knights Inn off route80. What is the room number Bob??

?114?, I said in a quiet voice.

?Sally if you don't here from me by midnight call the room. If you don't speakto me then call the police?.

?You got it Amber. Maybe you can send one of your bitch boys my way soon??

?Thanks Sal, who knows maybe I'll send you this one.? Both women laughed asI followed Lady Amber to her car, my face glowing a bright red.

I placed the boxes in the back of Lady Amber's car. She then had me sit andwait for her in my car. Lady Amber took a piece of paper and pen from her purseand wrote down something as she was staring at me. The she went back into thebar. My guess was she gave Sally the make of my car and license plate number.Lady Amber came back out and motioned for me to follow her.

We arrived at the motel without incident. I quickly got out of my car andwent over to Lady Amber's. She was already out and opening the back door ofher car. She handed me a black leather case and then the pedicure kit. ?Key?,she commanded. I fumbled through my pocket and handed her the key. She openedthe door and entered with me following close behind. My heart started to raceand my mind began to wonder what if I fail?

I didn't have much more of a chance as Lady Amber barked out the command, ?strip?!I quickly put down my burden and began to undress. Lady Amber sat on the bedwith her black leather case and opened it. I was out of my shoes, bare chestand releasing my belt when Lady Amber pulled a black leather riding crop fromher case. She was tapping the crop into her still gloved hand as I steppedout of my pants to reveal my black lingerie. I removed my socks and stood theretrembling and feeling stupid awaiting Lady Amber's next order.

?Bob, you have better be very good at what you do. No slave of mine wouldever have a stomach that big?.

Her words cut me like a knife. It was all I could do to not start to cry.My weight has always been a constant battle. A battle I had lost most of mylife and only recently have won little skirmishes.

?I am giving you this opportunity to prove to me you are worthy. I have takeninto consideration your request to you ?free reign' on my feet and legs. Thiscrop will be used if I do not like what you are doing. If I hit you with ityou are to stop and wait for my next order. At any time that I feel you havegotten out of line this session ends and you are never to bother me again.Do we understand each other??

?Yes, Lady Amber?.

?Alright on your knees in front of me, here?, Lady Amber commanded using hercrop as a pointer.

I crawled over and kneeled at her feet. Lady Amber planted her right pumpedfoot into my chest with the heel digging in painfully. ?Kiss it?!

I planted my lips softly on the toe of the shiny black leather. ?Mmmmm?, LadyAmber uttered in a combination of pleasure and satisfaction. She lifted hertoe off my chest and the heel of her pump pointed at my face like a dagger. ?Makelove to it?!

I froze for a second and the crop landed on my nylon-clad leg. I bent andtook the heel into my mouth. The heel was four or maybe five inches. I engulfedthe heel until my upper lip hit the bottom of the pump's sole. Then I suckedup till I had the point at the edge of my lips then back down as one wouldin performing fellatio. Then I started running my tongue up and down and aroundthe shaft. ?Oh, that's a nice start boy. Now go ahead and do your thing?.

?Thank you so much Lady Amber. Could I please remove your shoes?? Lady Ambernodded yes. Slowly and with great care I pulled off each shoe and placed itupright and neat next to the bed. With my soft hands I cupped the heel of onefoot and drew the foot closer to me. The leather, perfume and perspirationscents of Lady Amber made my head swoon. The silky feel of her stocking coveredfoot made my fingers excited and they started to rub and explore this Goddess'sfoot. My fingers traced the delicate high arch of Lady Amber's foot. I drewmy head closer and planted a deep and loving kiss to the ball of her foot.I then moved my mouth up and swallowed her stocking reinforced covered toeswhile my fingers started to rub Lady Amber's heel and ankle. I felt Lady Amberrecline on the bed as the world disappeared for me accept for the Lady's feetand legs.

I held the bottom of her foot firmly with my right hand and my left grabbedher toes and gently rotated them around in a small circle. Several of her knucklescracked when I did this. I kneed the soles of her foot with my thumbs as myfingers danced around on the top of her foot. My cock stated to grow and strainagainst the silk panties as my nose detected a new, slightly musky scent.

I switched my attention to Lady Amber's other foot and repeated my techniques.Then I started, with light pressure, dragging my fingers from the back of herknees, down her firm calves, around her ankles and finishing at her toes. Irepeated this several times enjoying the silkiness of Lady Amber's stockings.

As much as I enjoyed the sensuous feel of her stockings I knew I had to removethem to really get down to business. ?Lady Amber, may I please remove yourstockings?? I waited for her reply.

?Yes Bob, remove them but no funny business. And be careful with them, puta run in them and I'll tan your hide good?.

Nervous now I stood up. My fully erect cock had made a black silk pup tentbetween my legs. I eased up on the bed and make now shaking fingers startedto slowly and with great care hike up Lady Amber's leather skirt to get atthe garters. Lady Amber's black lace panty became visible and I stared a momenttoo long. A sharp pain erupted on my panty clad ass as the crop found its target.

?Mind your eyes and back to your task boy?!

I quickly unleashed the garters on her left leg then got off the bed and wentto the opposite side. I could have just straddled her legs to get at the othergarters but it would have been too much of a temptation to rub my boner againstthose sexy nylon clad legs. The bad boy inside me wanted to hump her legs likethe dog that I am but luckily I have him somewhat controlled. I released thegarters on her right leg and slowly peeled off the stocking. I went back aroundand removed the other stocking. Then I turned them right side out, smooth themand rolled them up. I stuck them in one of the pumps by the bed.

Lady Amber's naked legs were now before me. This was my big moment. This iswhat I excelled at. My hands circled her upper right thigh as I went into masseusemode. I made very sure to not go too high on the thigh as to draw Lady Amber'sire. I moved back and forth between Lady Amber's silky smooth, muscular thighs.I looked up to see Lady Amber's head was reclined back and her eyes closed.A slight smile was on her beautiful lips. My cock grew even more ridged asher muskiness filled my nostrils.

I slowly worked my way lower on her legs. Stopping at the back of her kneeand lightly drawing small circles there. A soft sigh escaped Lady Amber andit was music to my ears.

Her calf muscles were well defined and I gave them a real work out. I couldfeel Lady Amber drift even deeper into relaxation. Her skin was so soft. Itwas like I was massaging silk; it was that smooth. Lady Amber or maybe a slaveputs a lot of work into her skin, I thought as I continued my trek down toher feet.

I massaged her ankles using the part of my hand between my thumb and indexfinger. Moving in half circles around her delicate ankles. I spent time lightlybut firmly rubbing the Achilles' tendons. I learned from past practices thatrubbing too hard here could be very painful for someone, but with just theright amount of pressure it is very pleasant.

Before making my way to Lady Amber's feet, I slowly and very lightly draggedmy fingertips the length of each leg. This sent slight shivers through LadyAmber's body. I was very happy that Lady Amber was responding to my techniquesjust as my wife had. Although I thought I could please other women, I neverreally knew that I could but now I can tell that my hands can pleasure others.This made me very happy. Now for the real test; Lady Amber's feet wait.

I start the feet by clenching my fingers over the tops of her toes on herright foot. My other hand firmly grasps the middle of her foot at the instep.I then begin to rotate the toes with my hand. Starting slowly and with smallcircles but then increasing my speed while I make larger circles. Lady Amber'stoe knuckles begin to crack and pop. She lets out a large surprised gasp andfor a split second I think I have caused her pain but then a sigh follows andI know my rotation of her toes is pleasing to her.

Once the first foot is loosened up I go to the left foot where more cracksand pops are followed by another gasp and sigh.

I next concentrate on Lady Amber's toes on her right foot. Toes are my favoritepart of the foot. I begin by snaking my index finger between each toe. As Ipush the finger between the toes, I also rotate it back and forth pressingslightly into the soft web-like flesh the connects the toes to each other.

Once I have done each of the four areas I start using my tongue by pushingit between the toes. I do this several times from the tops of the toes andthen from the bottom of the toes. This act in it self pulls me deeper intomy submissiveness. I don't understand why it does but I always feel this wayand I like the feeling a lot. I do know that is why I favor toes on the feetmore then any other part.

I then begin to suck on each toe starting with the smallest and working myway to the big toe where it's almost like sucking a hard little cock.

The toe sucking is followed by more toe massaging which I do to dry the toesso they don't get too cold as I move on to the toes on Lady Amber's left foot.

As soon as I finish Lady Amber's toes on her left foot, I wrap my hands aroundthe tops of each foot just below the toes. My thumbs begin to firmly rub theballs of Lady Amber's feet. I move my thumbs back and forth over the ballsplus make little circles with them as I go. Lady Amber lets out an, ?ahh? ofpleasure as my thumbs dig harder into the balls of her feet.

Next each instep gets my attention. Lady Amber's have a lovely high arch tothem. Slowly I massage them with my thumbs. Then I drag the back of my nailof my middle finger along the instep's curvature. This move has to be donejust right as to not tickle her feet. Lady Amber gives a little tug jump toher left foot. I knew I came very close to a tickle and had a feeling thatwould be a punishable offense.

I now work the ridgeline part of the side of foot, the outside part you mightsay. My thumb and knuckle of my forefinger kneed the tender flesh there. Islowly work from the toe end down to the heel.

The heels of a Domme always seems to be in need of massaging more than anyother part of the foot. Maybe it is due to the wearing of spiked heels? Whateverthe reason I put a lot of time and effort into the heels. They take a uniquemixture of firmness and gentleness to make the experience pleasant for theDomme. Lady Amber's toes wiggle back and forth as I work on her heels. I canonly assume that it is a sign of pleasure. I have to control myself from abandoningthe heels to lick and suck her toes once more.

After a little over two hours I have completed massaging her feet. My fingersare cramped and ache. ?Would Lady Amber allow me the pleasure of giving hera pedicure now??

?Not at this moment Bob. I assure you that you will get your chance but rightnow I need to use the little girl's room. I want you to stay right where youare on your knees.?

As Lady Amber slowly gets off the she gathers her bag, high heels and stockings.She smiles at me and points at my erection with her crop. ?You flatter me boy.Now sit tight.?

Lady Amber closes the bathroom door. I heard her close it but did not seeit since I'm kneeling towards the bed and felt I might get in trouble if Iturned around. My right hand went down and rubbed my erection through the blacksilk panty. I had to force myself to stop rubbing before I came. I am prettysure that would get me a beating or worse might cause Lady Amber to leave.My balls were hurting from being so erect for so long. I prayed that I wasworthy of Lady Amber. I thought she enjoyed herself but I do not know whather thoughts are. What is taking her so long? It has felt like an eternitysince she shut the door.

Just then I heard the door open and I heard the click of her heels. No, mymind screamed. She is leaving. I felt crushed and fought back tears that statedto well up. I felt Lady Amber behind me.

?Turn around Bob but remain on your knees.?

I did as I was told and turned around. I came face to face with a large redrubber dildo. Lady Amber was in her heels and stocking, plus a black satinbra but the rest of her clothes were removed. She had also put on a black leatherstrap-on harness that held the dildo.

She grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me into the dildo. ?Lets see howgood a cock sucker you are Bob. You made me so horny that I'm going to fuckyou silly. Now take it bitch?!

I was one happy man at that moment.