Foot Bitch

With trembling hands you reached out for Jess’ feet that were perched on your lap. Her black-strapped wedges encasing her clearly well kept feet. The toes pointing out the end, nails painted crimson red to match the fiery nature of her soul.

Slowly you began to undo the strap, your heart nearly pounding out of your chest. As you did this you began to think about how low you had fallen. You crept into this house a mighty man willing to take anything you could get your hands on, now you’re the one being robbed. Robbed of your clothes, stripped down to a black thong humiliating you more. Robbed of your dignity and robbed of your pride. Here you knelt, before three powerful goddess’ about to massage the feet of one.

However, as you slipped her foot out of the wedged shoe and held it in your hands, a weird sensation rifled through your body. You were almost enjoying it, craving the submission and begin to want to serve these women.

Slowly you kneaded her foot with your hands. Simultaneously, she used her other foot to taunt you. She would dangle it over your nose, and press down hard making you inhale the scent. This humiliating act would make Liv and Chloe join in with laughter as they were shocked to see the threat be reduced to nothing more than a foot bitch.

Jess slowly moved her bare foot towards your mouth as you massaged the other. She placed it on your lips, teasing you, before slowly moving into your mouth. You were no longer hesitant but completely bender to her will. You absolutely loved it and there was not a single thought of oppression.

“See Chloe, I told you.” Jess started…”He’s a foot bitch not a threat”

The humiliation handed to you with these words no longer stung but almost felt pleasurable.

She slapped your face with her foot repeatedly laughing at you. “Tell me what you are.”

Sinking lower into submission you meekly replied…”I’m your foot bitch.”