Rub until you cum

You briefly hesitate. Even as submissive as this atmosphere is making you, you know how debasing it would be to publicly rub yourself against a woman's shoe. Your penis, however, quickly overpowers your inhibitions; it needs to be touched. Spurred on by **** arousal, you continue to lick Mistress Laura's sex. The instant the decision is made, your hands frantically fumble to find her foot while you shuffle forward until you are straddling her foot. In all, it takes very little time for your cock to reach the sleek surface of her boot.

The materiel is smooth and leather-like. As your dick glides against her footwear, you try to rationalize your embarrassing eagerness. You tell yourself Laura ordered you to do this, leaving you ****, but you know that in your horny state you are **** to feel anything touch your aching cock, no matter how humiliating.

While you haven't had a foot fetish, a woman in heels has always been sexy. It adds height and authority, as well as giving the woman raw sexual energy. Touching your mistress's sexy boots makes your heart race with the excitement of the new and naughty. You've been teased with many arousing activities so far tonight, but this, though degrading, is making your whole body **** for an orgasm. You keep lapping at your mistress's pussy like it's a fresh spring but with unfocused, haphazard movements. Instead, your efforts are mostly consumed on rapidly rubbing your dick up and down the smooth leather.

But it isn't quite enough. The last stretch to your orgasm feels maddeningly slow. In frustration, you wonder how it would feel to feel her boot press down on your cock, to have it grind into your needy genitals. Would the sudden sensation be enough to make you cum? Would it be cathartic to cause such pain to the organ that has been frustrating you for so long?

As the thought of punishing your penis resonates through your mind, you finally feel the begins of an orgasm in your balls. It is quickly followed by pump after pump of climactic pleasure. You slump back, letting the lingering pleasure warm your body. A groan escapes your mouth.

Your eyes drift up to meet Mistress Laura's. She is very upset with you. Her face twists with disapproval as she asks "why did you stop? Did you forget how to do your job?"

You immediately drop your gaze and look at the mess you made.

"Who. The Fuck! Said you could cum!?" she barks, boiling with anger. Her hand roughly snatches you by the hair and forces you face first to her boot. "Clean that up pervert."

You're too stunned to disobey and start licking her boot. To your surprise, your jizz doesn't taste that bad. It has a slimy texture that is hard to swallow, and the salty aftertaste is a bit weird, but it isn't too offensive.

While you clean, Mistress Laura flogs your back and disdainfully berates you. "Do you only care about your own pleasure, ****?These boots are worth more than you! How could you be so disrespectful?"

When you try to whimper out an apology, she yanks you up by your hair and shouts "less talking! more licking!" before forcing you back down.

Your mistress makes you lick up the drops of your cum that splattered onto the floor. She is silent during this, but her flogger repeatedly strikes your ass while your tongue cleans the dirty hardwood.

After she is satisfied with your work, Mistress Laura cracks a bit of a smile. "I guess you aren't completely useless. Now get out of my sight you perverted boot licker."

Hunched over, you silently walk away. You dare not look around and risk making eye contact with someone that witnessed your submission. {If Naked=true}{else}Your belt jingles as you try to fix your clothing. {endif} The burning bruise across your ass melds seamlessly with the warmth of your orgasm.