It is turning her on.

None of that, however, explains to her why she licks her lips after she stops kissing his foot.

“There’s a good girl,” James says, his eyes hollow ice. “Now you’re finally being honest with yourself. Why not go ahead and lick my foot, too.”

Still staring him in the eyes, and now glaring daggers at him, too, Kendall holds him steady and parts her lips to taste him. She licks him slowly and with ****, but she feels her skin break out in goosebumps when her tongue makes contact with his foot. The taste is not quite how she imagined it would be. Though she is familiar with his scent, she had never made it a habit to kiss or taste his feet. Licking her lips had given her a sample, but the full flavor is rich and earthy, with a hint of salt at the start of it.

His feet, clearly unwashed, are not as unpleasant to the tongue as she imagined they might be. They taste, she realizes, quite a bit like they smell and the longer she was exposed to his scent, unfortunately, the more welcome that is becoming for her, too. Kendall wouldn’t go so far as to say that she enjoys it, and the humiliation is not lost on her, but she had expected worse from it and is pleasantly surprised with what she is getting.

She licks him from the arch up to his toes and there, to her surprise, has his toes stuffed into her mouth. Laughing, James holds his toes there to soak on her tongue. The flavor is stronger now, Kendall finds herself growing drunk on it. The dizzying arousal he produces in her becomes much more pronounced. The room begins to sway gently as she stares him in his hollow eyes and, when she tries to remove his toes from her mouth, he holds firm, so she settles on suckling them while rubbing his feet.

James’ smile is vicious, a small cut across his face. “You can glare all you like, Kendall, but I can see the truth written all over your face. You love sucking my toes.”

Kendall groans, intending to communicate her disgust. Unfortunately, it sounds distinctively like arousal and, with her nipples hard, even she isn’t sure how she feels about it anymore.

James lets out a rough laugh. “Your little cuck ever make you suck his toes?”

Kendall frowns. Removing him from her mouth with his permission, she smacks her lips and says, “He isn’t a cuck. And no, he doesn’t treat me like this.”

James’ good mood soured briefly. Lifting his foot, he shoves his big toe back into her mouth to silence her and waits until she starts sucking again to speak. Kendall, overcome by fear and arousal, does it quickly, slurping his big toe while staring him in the eyes. “He IS a cuck, and you’ll call him that from now on, quiet it?”

Kendall mewls quietly around his toe, slurping softly as he removes it. She continues to kiss his foot as he moves it along her face, sometimes parting her lips to allow a quick lick. At this point, she acts on instinct, **** to calm his growing temper, though her arousal undoubtedly enhances her performance. She hates the way he demeans and degrades her but is also powerless to stop it, and this new command is undoubtedly planted deep into her brain, so she salivates on his foot to keep herself quiet.

James watches her with interest as she gives herself over to drooling on him. Her arousal is obvious from the way she moves and the way she holds him so gently to her face. She makes out with his foot while staring him in the eyes, and James stares back. “And of course he don’t make you do shit like this. He’s too much of a pussy.”

Kendall, panting, frowns again and takes a break from licking him to murmur, “He’s good to me.”

James laughs at that. “He’s pathetic.”

Frown turning to a glare, Kendall snaps, “He’s more of a man than you are.”

Another laugh, though this one is bitter, and James adjusts his heavy manhood before stuffing her mouth full of foot again. “We’ll see about that.” He saws his foot into and out of her mouth before removing it entirely. “For now, though, you got another foot to take care of.”

Still glaring, Kendall obeys. She lets him remove his right foot from her mouth while taking his left foot onto her lap. Like with the first, she unlaces his boot and lets the stench of his sock wash over her. This time, she breathes more deeply of him, being careful not to sniff him but taking pleasure in his musky, masculine stench. Then, pretending to grimace, she removes his sock and tucks it carefully into his boot before setting the boot aside. This time, the sweat feels good against her skin, and she takes to rubbing him with a hint of excitement.

James wastes no time in taking charge. She hardly has his boot off before he pins his foot to her face. Understanding without a word, Kendall begins kissing his foot and is soon licking him and salivating on him like a wild animal. This time, there is more sweat left, and he tastes saltier than before, but the pungent, almost cloying flavor is enough to fog her mind further. She nearly lets out a moan, she has come to enjoy it so much.

Watching with a smile, James sips his soda and feeds her his toes. Kendall, with her eyes closed, sucks them readily and even goes so far as to run her tongue between each toe. This display of submission, unexpected but entirely welcome, shocks James, who gives a subtle gasp before whispering, “Fuck, that’s hot.”

Kendall smiles briefly, forgetting herself to his words. His praise is forbidden and hard-earned, and though she remembers herself shortly, it does nothing to undermine the pride she feels. She does manage to frown, though, as he continues staring at her, his bulge appearing somehow larger.

Once his toes are wet, James finishes the soda completely and then shakes the empty can at her. He burps to draw her attention and then says, “Get me another.”

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