My Foot Slave
      Submitted on 09/04/06


By Mistress Sadie

I'm twenty-four years old and have my very own personal foot slave. I enjoy 
the stories on Abel's Homepage and would like to share some of my true 
experiences with foot worship. This story is dedicated to all women who 
would like to have total control over a man.

It all started when this guy I know asked to become my slave. He suggested 
that I read some of the stories on Abel's website to learn how to dominate 
him. At first, I thought he was out of his fucking mind. I soon realized 
that there would be much for me to gain by taking advantage of his 
subservience. He is sort of average looking and not that well endowed, but 
it didn't really matter because I am seeing other guys. (Actually I am 
bisexual.) I knew that since he has so little self-esteem, my would-be slave 
would do anything to please me.

Early on, our "dates" consisted of him coming over to clean my apartment. I 
also discovered that he was willing to "loan" me money to help with my 
bills. One time I even sent him to the drugstore to buy some XL condoms for 
one of my boyfriends. And he obeyed me without question!!!

My slave has a major foot fetish and I now allow him the pleasure of 
worshiping my feet, but only when I say so. And he must service my feet 
anyway I want, anytime I want. He is very good at giving me pedicures and 
foot massages. My slave also buys all my footwear.

Here is one of our typical foot worship "dates":

On the way home from work, I call my slave and tell him to come over 
immediately because my feet are tired and need some TLC. This is almost 
always true because I am a dancer and on my feet all evening. As soon as my 
slave arrives, I order him to get naked and down on his knees. After tying 
his hands behind his back, I slap his face just to show him who's boss. I 
really slap the shit out of him, too.

Then I settle into my recliner, kick off my shoes, elevate my bare feet and 
order my slave to get busy. I tell him to sniff my dirty, sweaty feet and 
tell me how good they smell. My slave works his way to me on his hands and 
knees and then, with his hands still tied behind his back, starts smelling, 
kissing, and praising my feet. The scent of my unwashed feet makes his dick 
get hard!

When I tell my slave to start licking my feet, he responds immediately, 
happily tonguing both of my feet from heel to toe. It feels absolutely 
wonderful to work my exhausted feet up and down his face and in and out of 
his mouth. He goes from toe to toe, sucking each one, while I smoke some 
weed and watch television. My slave will smell, lick, and suck my dirty, 
tired, smelly feet for as long as I want. Usually, I let him do it for an 
hour or two. This is not only relaxing; it is also a power trip to have him 
massage my feet this way.

Following this, if I'm in the mood, I order my slave into the bedroom. He 
kneels obediently at the foot of my bed, and I tie his hands to the bedpost. 
I order him to open wide and, when he does, I stuff my dirty panties into 
his mouth-- crotch first, of course. I leave him like that while I take a 
shower.

When I finally return to the bedroom and remove the panties from his mouth, 
I tell him that I'm horny and order him to get me off. Sex between us has 
always been one-sided. Like I said before, my slave doesn't have a very big 
cock; he makes up for it with his tongue, though. I get on the bed and throw 
my legs over his shoulders, then lie back and let him lick me and suck my 
clit. What I particularly like is that when my slave performs oral sex, he 
doesn't stop at my vagina; he French kisses my asshole, too. He has so 
little ego.

When I am completely satisfied, I untie my slave, order him to suck my big 
toe, and tell him to jack off. After he's spurted, my slave kneels at my 
feet and thanks me for allowing him to serve me. He tells me that he's madly 
in love with me.

Email me: ms_sexy_sadie@yahoo.com