The Enslaving Footsmell (The Story Of A Stunning Iranian Mistress)
      Submitted on 06/08/08


By: Pedal Paraphilic


It was hell of a hot summer day, and I was stuck at a traffic jam (which is 
something totally ordinary in a city like Tehran)

The cars were trapped in bumper to bumper rush hour clogs so tight that it'd 
somehow make you feel like there was a car accident or something on the road

I started winding the window down for more fresh air but the weather was 
even hotter and smoggier on the outside

I paid the flat-rate cab fare and decided to walk the street

I was total confused on directions, and had to ask almost every people who 
walked by.

After hours of wandering around, finally I spotted the office I was looking 
for.

I rushed toward the doorway and climbed the stairs

On the 2nd floor I took the right

I was taken by surprise by a secretary in black heels and dark RHT stockings 
dangling her shoes under the desk

She didn't even seem to notice me walk in !

I approached her; she was twirling her hair around a pen

I asked her where I could find the boss, with a slight funny stutter; I also 
mentioned that I had already made an appointment

She pointed her pen at a door in a very abstracted manner so that she got me 
feeling like I didn't even exist!

I didn't hesitate to rush toward the open door and there I found a gorgeous 
lady sitting crossed leg at her desk

She was astonishingly beautiful with a pair of sparkling dark eyes and long 
straight black hair which was of course covered by a navy blue scarf ( which 
suited her fine)

She asked me to come in, leave the door shut and have a seat

I told her about my externship and other remaining practical courses in 
school and being graduated in a matter of month

But there was something that distracted me all the time, and that was her 
dangling shoes under the desk

She was wearing black heels and dark stockings (this could be some kind of a 
uniform around here, I thought)

I was furtively ogling and leering at her pretty feet

She was swinging her shoe and I lowered my head to peak at her sole and get 
a better sight of her feet.

The momentum was so quick that she noticed

She took another swing and slid her shoe few inches away from her feet

I heard a loud click

"Oops, will ya fetch that for me please?" she said in a very feminine and 
sensual tone

I was totally shocked

"Me? MMMeee?" I started mumbling

"Yeah you! kneel down and crawl to my feet"

I felt weak in the knees and fell to my knees and lied prone in prostration 
and began to crawl to her royal feet

I was crawling on the floor like hogtied slaves

I approached her shoe and reached for it trying to lift it up , but all of a 
sudden she pressed her right foot upon my head and rammed me into her shoe

Then I delightfully sniffed the insole , it smelt like a combination of 
leather scent and a sexy foot odor

"Enough! roll over" she said in a very demanding tone of voice

I turned to find her gorgeous divine sole scant inches away from my face

She started wiggling her feminine toes, they were tender and as far as I 
could see beyond her stocking-clad reinforced toes she was wearing a ring on 
her index toe

I enjoyed a 5 minute footshow of flexing , toe spread and toe wiggling

As she lowered her wiggling , the smell hit me. It was incredible! I was 
about to pass out as the slight cheesy smell ran through my nostrils

My whole being was craving for more of her sexy footsmell

I started sniffing her heel as she flexed her foot up

Then I sniffed all the way up to her pink feminine sole

Her stocking was damp so it soaked my nose a little bit , I sniffed every 
inches of her delicate foot like hound dog

Then I turned over again , and I stuck my nose through her wiggling toes and 
touched my lips on her soft sole and planted an erotic gentle kiss

"Thank you mistress for being so kind to me, I wish I was at your feet 
smelling your fragrant feet for the rest of my life"

"I wish I was your personal footslave!" I pleaded begging!

"You definitely wouldn't deserve it" she answered

"Sniff my feet , you pathetic little foot-doggie and remember the smell of a 
dominant Persian girl's feet"

"You must recognize this foot smell"

"Now put my fallen heel back on"

-I instantly obeyed

she said" you know what, I'm an expert hypnodomme"

Then she pulled a drawer and grabbed me by my collar and made me drink a 
suspension which later on turned out to be The truth serum (combination of 
Amytal and sodium pentothal dissolved in Ethanol)

Then she hollered "Gulp down, Dumb footslave!"

I started getting dizzy turns

I heard her voice go:

"Now follow my shoe tip by your eyes while I count to 10

1-2-3-4-5-6-7"

I felt totally mesmerized by her swinging foot and dangling shoe - getting 
deep into the fixed gaze induction

"From now on You will remember my footsmell and You will treat all ladies 
like mistresses

you will remain a faithful footslave to me

and you will fall at my feet whenever I ..."

-----^%$#&*$#@#@

-Babbling gibberish,

Her voice echoed through my head

She end up counting down 10-9-8-7

It was like she had put a hex on me

She picked up the phone and called the secretary in

I was totally thrilled and frightened .

I heard her walk in.

She was standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips

The boss began to speak

"Shirin , Meet Shahab, my submissive footslave"

"Hope ya got him under your control" secretary stated

"100 percent , if you don't believe me watch this-

-pee your pants , my filthy dog

Come on , do it slave"

-I could hardly believe the words I was hearing

"oh , he resists" mistress Shirin said with surprise

Then the boss tapped her heel on the floor - three times

I started squirting into my pants and undies with urine right away, my body 
seemed to be totally outta my control.

It must have been the sideeffects of the hypnosis, I thought to myself

She sat down on the chair

and she crossed her ankles on the table and said:

"Now we know your little secrets footboy

We've taped your confessions about your foot fantasies

Well if you like sniffing female's feet why don't you just go ahead and do 
it

Come on , ya lil foot boy

Sniff my feet"

She slipped her heels off and i fell to my knees as i watch them fall,

A warm rush of air struck the side of my cheek when she removed the shoe

"Sniff my toes" she ordered

Her feet smelt pungent, fetid and musty, the smell was kind of strong

Then she told me to lie on my back and she placed my nose under her vinegary 
smelling toes. "Sniff hard slave."

I began to smell her stinky sweaty feet. "Harder!" she demanded

The more I sniffed , the more I fell for her feet and my heart grew fonder

She was waving her feet through the air

"It feels like being a Persian queen"

Mistress shirin cooed

"Now back at your owner!"

I returned to the boss on my hands and knees

She ordered me to lie down and she peeled off her stockings and got me 
blindfolded

She now placed both her feet on my face,

Her pink soles hovered lightly above my face now

The pleasant odor of her foot perspiration went into my nostrils as she 
cupped her toes around my nose. I never knew a woman's feet could smell so 
hot .

I felt soooo submissive to her lovely feet as she started rubbing her both 
feet on my face

"lick my feet , lick every spot"

It tasted sour and salty but the smell was soooo sexy so that I was about to 
come!

I was moaning in pleasure

I licked every inch of her sweaty feet from heels to toe tips

And my favorite part - between toes

"Lick all the lint and dirt between my toes!" she demanded in utter 
dominance

I started rolling my tongue around her toes tasting the dirt from her feet

I was rubbing my crotch on the floor back and forth while kissing the balls 
of her feet

There I came for the first time

Afterward mistress shirin took her turn replacing her sweaty, raunchy feet 
over my face

She thrust her toe jam into my mouth in a very tantalizing way , she must 
have done that to make *sure* I breathe through my nose.

The smell of sweaty feet, and old, moldy cheese invaded my nose once again, 
as she playfully ran her feet all around my face, wriggling her toes.

then she rested her sole on my nostrils

it was by that time when I felt another pair of feet touch my face it was 
the boss rubbing her feet all over my face, I was feeling light headed.

"Your not smelling hard enough!" she snapped. "We'll make a good little 
footsniffer out of you.

My groans were muffled by the sweaty, foul tasting feet that had been put in 
my mouth.

I was in heaven

"Men are all the same , they keep underestimating us

but when they face the power that lies in a woman , they have no choice but 
to concede it

Worship my feet , ya retarded foot slave cuz this is where ya belong"

"Come on! lick the sweat off our feet , Lick them clean"

My mouth was dried out , so I refused to stick my tongue out further

My body started to tremble beneath her dominant feet as she started slapping 
my face with her sole

I begged her "oh mistress please , have mercy on me"

"shut the hell up - you disobeyed me , ya worthless Persian slave"

she wouldn't even stop humiliating me

I was someway turned on for being treated with this level of contempt

The more I worshipped their feet the more I got hard on.

Then I felt a rush of pain stroke around my crotch

My goddess had kicked me in my balls she screamed:

"look atcha , look how fuckin' perve you are"

I was moaning and trundling in pain

There I got another kick on my groin

"shut the fuck up"



Next thing , she said : "we gonna play a foot game with you , the rules are 
simple

rule number one: you're going to be blindfold by our hoses

rule number two: you sniff our feet , one by one , and recognize the owner 
of the footsmell

if ya get through , you'll be honored to worship our feet the way ya desire

otherwise you going to be trampled hard"

well to be honest , I was so much intoxicated because either way (to win or 
to lose) I would be extremely satisfied

i was blindfolded once again

i started out sniffing out the first pair of feet which smelt full, sharp 
and cloying

The footsmell was arousingly strong

"Take a whiff , foot guy" the boss whispered the words seductively to throw 
me off the balance but I knew her feet couldn't smell so putrid

I said "I'm proud to be sniffin' Mistress Shirin's feet"

"There ya go! , Now ya can smell my feet aalll ya want" she said

I started to make love to her feet , kissing and licking her size 7 feet

I didn't seem to quench my foot fetish so I went through the next pair of 
feet and began to worship hers

"Ya've got 3 minutes to worship my feet, I have a meeting at 2 o'clock, I 
have to run"

She said while untying her stockings

That day was a turning point in my fetish life

Punchline: The power that lies in a lady's footsmell can bring every man to 
his knees

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