Discussion time.

We ended up sitting in a circle with myself, Della, and mom on the couch while Tiff and Ava were on the coffee table. Della was lounging on my right, laying her legs across my lap, and crossing her ankles so that one bobbing foot faced mom.

Mom was extremely distracted by this. Her eyes were thoroughly locked on Della's foot, and she was practically drooling.

Tiff and Ava sat just across from me on the left and right respectively. Tiff was lightly stroking my ankle beneath my sweat pant leg with her bare foot, while Ava blushed, probably thinking about her recent submission to Della.

I began, "I think for a lot of us what just happened moved a little fast." I said. "I'm pretty confident we all enjoyed it.. I just want to make sure that as we move forward we can all have no regrets."

Della immediately chimed in, "I thoroughly enjoyed, and will continue to enjoy it." She said confidently. She flexed her feet a few times, making Mom blush like a school girl in front of her crush.

Ava was next. "I'm happy as long as everyone's happy!" She said cheerfully. "I just don't know how I like this hierarchy that sort of formed around Della.." she probed.

I thought about it a bit. I also wasn't sure how I felt about Della running the show like she had multiple times already. I thought it was hot when she did, but there needed to be some dynamics to the relationship. I voiced my concerns as well.

Della seemed a little pensive, and then spoke. "I can agree to that." She smiled. "Somebody just has to step up to the task of controlling me." As she spoke, she raised her foot and booped my mom on her nose. As she pulled her foot away, mom instinctively tried to follow, but was stopped by Della chuckling. "And I can see that this one could never."

Mom decided to give her input now. "The way I feel around this young girl's feet and when my son is playing with my feet is a way I haven't felt in years." She admitted. I watched her raise Della's foot back up to her face as she said, "especially these feet.." she buried her nose in Della's toes. "I'd do anything to continue being able to have these feet." She breathed. I stepped in and **** Della to pull her feet away before Mom got too caught up. At this point I turned and looked to the last one to speak: Tiffany.

Tiff looked slightly bothered, "it's super hot." She said. "But I don't want us focused around the goth girls pleasure." She continued. "I prefer to focus on big brothers pleasure and my own."

At this, Ava added in. "I second that I would rather focus on his pleasure, and for me it's a priority over my own.." she said while blushing.

Della said, "I only really care about my own pleasure and his, so I can agree to it."

Mom finished, "I'd agree to anything for a chance to kiss these feet." She said as she worshipfully caressed Della's feet. Della smirked at the remark. I was beginning to realize just how fucked up my mom was over Della's feet.

"Della, tell her to agree." I said.

Della looked slightly surprised at me giving a command to her, but then she lightly blushed. I filed that away for later.

"Agree to the terms, bitch." Della said as she waved a foot under mom's nose.

"I agree..." Mom said dreamily. It was kind of freaky how much Della had control over her.

"Very well then." I said. "So does that make this my harem?" I joked.

It wasn't meant to be taken seriously, but Della quickly responded, "pretty much yeah."

Tiff continued, "Yes."

Ava followed, "That's hot."

Mom said, "I never thought I would be in my own son's harem..." When Della began to pull her feet away from mom, though, mom said, "I agree!" Before quickly pulling Della's feet into a foot massage.

So to recap, I had gotten everyone to agree to be my harem of foot girls. As a test, I decided to check something out.

"Sweet. Now that we've decided, Ava, stick your feet in Della's face."

If mom was Della's to completely control, I felt like Ava was mine. In just a second, Ava had pressed her soles into Della's face.

Knowing the easiest way to control mom, I used it. "Mom you can worship Della's feet as much as you like, but you can't let go." I said. She needed no convincing.

Della, the biggest dominant in my group, was now being **** into a position by my commands. It was hot. "Della, start licking Ava's feet." I directed.

I noticed a second of hesitation before Della complied. I also noticed that she immediately made to touch herself. I had to stop that.

"Tiff, kick your feet up so that Della's hands are occupied." I said. Tiff complied and stuck her stinky feet onto Della's midsection.

"Massage her feet, Della." I said. Della seemed to consider rebelling, but after taking a few more licks of Ava's soles, complied obediently. She began to knead Tiff's feet like a servant.

Finally, there was me. I decided to finger Della slowly and teasingly. She had had a lot of fun teasing me until now, so I was able to get my ****.

Minutes went by of my lightly touching her pussy under her waistband. Della had tried to press her pussy out to get more substantial contact, but was severely limited in movements with her head pinned under Ava's soles and mom holding her ankles.

I spoke again, "everyone but Della can touch themselves." I noticed my mom conflicted between holding Della's feet and masturbating, so I used my free hand to begin fingering my mom.

Pretty quickly everyone was able to reach an orgasm, except Della, whom I kept on the edge while everyone climbed to multiple orgasms. Finally, I deemed it was enough, and began to rapidly thrust my finger into her. Within moments, she was squirting in her panties. As everyone came down from the high, we went back to our original sitting positions. Mom let Della's feet drop, and Ava and Tina returned their feet to the floor. Della looked thoroughly embarrassed, but satisfied. We all smiled.

"That was fun," I teased. Della looked a bit jokingly upset, before deciding to flex the power I couldn't take from her. She snapped her fingers at my mom before pointing at the floor below her. Quickly, my mom was laying down beneath her, and Della was using her face as a footrest. Della looked smugly at me. I simply smiled back. I loved these girls.