Mom's footslave Part 2

[spicedog]

The next day when I got home from school, I was so excited thinking about what transpired between me and my mom's feet yesterday, I could hardly wait till she got home wondering if I could be that lucky again to be under my mom's feet massaging them and serving as her footrest. I had just finished preparing supper when I heard the front door open. "I'm home sweetie, how was your day at school?" "It was ok mom, same old boring stuff,you know. How was yours?" "It was probably about as boring as yours, son. But I was looking forward to coming home to my wonderful massaging footrest." Today my mom was wearing a short red skirt and matching heels and she had on nude color pantyhose. Her silky pantyhose covered legs looked so gorgeous as she walked over to the recliner and sat down. I was standing by the recliner when she looked at me and pointed to the floor at her feet. I just stood there staring at my beautiful Goddess on her throne. "Well, don't just stand there like a dummy, lie down on the ground under my feet and get busy." My mom had never talked to me in a commanding manner like this before, there was so much arrogance in the tone of her voice. Like a shot, I immediately got on my knees, lifted her shoe covered feet in my hands, and before sliding under them and lieing down, I planted a loving kiss on the top of each red pump. "I'm sorry mom, I will obey more quickly next time, I promise." "You should be sorry, after all you're the one who wanted to serve as my footrest and foot massager. I shouldn't have to ask you anymore, unless you don't want to be of service to my feet anymore." "No mom, please, I want more than anything to be your footslave. You are so beautiful mom, to me you're a Goddess. Nothing would make me happier than to serve your Holy feet and be your footslave forever." As I said this I was passionately kissing the shoe leather on the tops and sides of my mom's heels.
"Forever is a very long time, son, but I do like that footslave part. What's the matter, why are you only kissing the tops of my shoes? What are my shoe soles not good enough for your slave lips?..ha, ha, ha"
My mom then rested her heeled feet on my face and I started slavishly kissing her shoe sole bottoms. My mom kicked the side of my head lightly with the toe part of her heel. "Ok, enough, take off my shoes now and get busy with my foot massage." "Yes, my Goddess." "Hey, I like the sound of you calling me Goddess, I think I could get used to that. *giggle*" I gently removed my mom's heels from her feet and immediately my nostrils were overcome by that delicious cheesy aroma from her feet. My mom started rubbing her moist damp smelly pantyhose covered soles all over my face, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. "Slave, why are you not showing my feet the same respect you were showing my shoes, shouldn't you be kissing them." Immediately I started kissing her moist pantyhose covered feet with great passion. "C'mon, kiss and sniff my stinky feet, footslave."
After about 45 minutes of massaging and worshipping my mom's feet she told me she was hungry and wanted me to go get supper ready but first she had to get up to go to the bathroom. I told her that she could get up from the recliner and stand on my chest, thus using me as her carpet. She was thrilled at this idea and immediately got up and stood on my chest. "This is a great idea, son, could you please be so kind as to put my shoes on before I go pee." "Yes, my Goddess, my pleasure." I placed the shoes on her feet while she was still standing on my chest and now she was standing on my chest with her heels on. The pain was mixed with pleasure because while my mom's heels were digging into my chest the view was fantastic, as I stared up at my beautiful Goddess in her pantyhose, skirt and heels I was able to catch glimpses up her beautiful silky pantyhose covered legs, up under her short skirt to her Holy pantyhose encased crotch. "Are you getting a good view from down there, doormat?" "Yes, my Goddess, the view is wonderful." "Ha, ha, ha, you naughty boy, you're sneeking a peek under your mommie's skirt, aren't you. That's ok, if you want a closer look, maybe after supper I'll sit on your face and you can a turn at sniffing my ass, since you already know what my feet smell like." "Yes, my Goddess, that would make me unbelievably happy if you would be so kind and use my face as a seat for your Holy bottom." My mom started laughing at this and then while still standing on my chest lifted her foot just above my face. "Look at my shoe soles, son, they're all scuffed up."
"I would be happy to clean them for you, my Holy Goddess." I then started to lick her soles with my tounge. My mom seemed very happy with this and told me to stick out my tounge as far as it would go and started taking turns wiping her shoe soles over my outstretched tounge.
"This is great having a doormat that cleans my shoes. Slave, I think tomorrow you should serve as my doormat when I come home from work so you can clean my shoe soles before I come in the house."
After my mom was finished having her shoe soles licked clean she walked off my body stepping lastly on my genitals, none too gently, causing me to cry out in pain at which she just laughed as she made her way to the bathroom. I got up served my mom supper and while she ate I lay under the table, my face serving as a footrest for her feet, which were still in heels. The rest of the evening and before she went to bed, I served as a footrest for her bare feet while she watched tv. Unfornatuly my mom never sat on my face that evening. She said she didn't want to spoil me and that she wanted to give me something to look forward to and that maybe tomorrow after work she would sit on my face if I did a good job serving as her doormat.


I am open to any suggestions for part3. Would you like to see this story get more humilating and in what way?

[Aramis]

Wow, spicedog, I just love the footworship and the mom's increasingly dominant attitude as it is. Has the son done much bare foot licking and in-between-the-toes service? The mom can also invite some like-minded friends over for a game of cards or something, or she could bring him to work and end up sharing him with cruel or creative female co-workers. He could make a bet with his mom and lose it, creating more servitude in some way. Or his grades at school could affect what happens at home.
I confess I'm not much of one for son/mother slave stories as I feel it somehow violates an age taboo. But you are writing a good one!

[toejam]

Great writing love the foot worship and trample :D :D

[Darwin]

Fine story and a good sequel! I would like more footworship, trample and humilating.
Sit on the face I find IMHO not so "nice" like footworship. The boy could for example belly crawl behind his mom in the house. Mom could phone with a friend and talk about her son under her feet.
Son could suck on her heels, suck on her toes. Mom could stand in heels on his face. Mom could one evening bring a lover home and humilating her son together with him. And so on...

[tomi]

wow, spicedog it was superb!!

I love shoes worship and shoe trample so keep going your very exciting story :)

[sero12]

Hey! Very nice job with the socond part!!
I think that son should be more humanilated.Maby he should live in the basaement or something like that.She should treat him like a dog.Definetly more high heels and boots worship.And so on...
It's a very good story.Please continue...

[JoePublicUSA]

GREAT STORY!!!

I absolutely LOVE mother-foot-worship!

I love the idea of having her friends over, and maybe playing cards at the table while he is laying under it!!!

THANKS SO MUCH!

[Miss_clinton]

Excellent story! but, I do not think that face sitting is a good idea...for 2 reasons.. (1) No matter how humilating it may be, that is not part of foot domination and more importantly..(2) It would be somewhat of an incest.

A foot slave usually and specially in this story, should NEVER be allowed to touch his mistress/mother, above her knees.

Lastly, like all the others have suggested, make it more and more dom, let her friends use him...may be some girls from his school too.

Waiting for part 3.

MISTRESS CLINTON

[Jussi FINLAND]

I hardly can wait next part of your story

[Giblet]

Absolutely wonderful, though I agree with Ms. Clinton to avoid anything vaguely sexual.
There's a lot to be done just getting used to having a foot massager/door mat/carpet/ foot smeller.

He's eager now, but what about the first time she comes home with muddy shoes or when he wants to go out to play and she wants an all-day footrest.

I'd wait a little bit before introducing others. Let her explore her options first. I'm pretty generous with my stuff, but I like to monopolize it for a while.

Anyway, nice story, I'm enjoying it a lot.

Giblet

[fslaveus]

really great story..... please continue...
lsuggestions
1. after you like her lick her shoe soles clean next day, you don't want them to get dirty again? Do you? So maybe you can become her horse/pony so she don't have to walk anymore and can ride you.

2. Also when the goddess got up to go the bathroom to pee, I thought you were going to offer your mouth. What good is your mouth man? Don't you think it is so inconvenient for a goddess to get up in the middle of night and walk all the way to the bathroom to pee while your mouth is there anyway. You could become her pee toilet.

3. She could use your back as a chair and/or use your face as seat.

4. I think maybe you should not be allowed to stand on 2 legs in front of her. That might be an insult to her for you to be on anything other than on 4 legs before her or maybe have to crawl in her presence.....

5. Maybe you wash her feet/flip flops with water and drink it. Or you eat your food only one way - after she crushed it with her shoe by walking/crushing it and you have like her shoe soles.

anyway great story.... please pleaaaase continure...

[toshiromifune69]

Hmmm...great story so far--I'd love to see it get more humiliating--definitely would love to see the mother progress to facesitting him--maybe even going so far as toilet slavery--and I'd love to see another woman incorporated--maybe an initially shocked Grandmother who ends up using him as cruelly and completely--whatever you choose to do though--please please please continue.

[vanstraatenk]

wonderful story. The facesitting-idea is even better. Mom using her son's face as a seat. Phoning with her neighbour. Wonderful!


Van straaten

[mran]

Great story. But don´t forget that the son must eat. Crush some food inside her shoes or just on a plate with her nylons.

[Darwin]

How about this ten rules:

1) Always be kneeling or laying flat on the floor in their presence
2) Don’t talk unless required to do so and don’t forget to say every time respectful Mistress
3) Crawl on hands and knees or even better on your belly, don’t walk
4) Thank your owners by kissing their feet or even better the soles of the shoes
5) Door mat duty, lick the soles clean before the Mistress entrance the house
6) wear always a dog collar and let the Mistress lead the doggie at the leash, your Mistress
is calling you little puppy or little puppy, even in the public
7) worship very respectful the feet of your mistress, say at the same time quiet a prayer
8) drink the bath water of the feet of your mistress or better drink her pee, eat her garbage, trash from under her shoes
9) sleep at night at her feet and sniffing, licking and suckin all the time her lovely feet
10) your face is her footstool always at home, if the watch tv, or phone with a lover or friend, or read a book. In the public you can be footstool in a cafe, bar, restaurant, or club, the other people laughing about you or a other woman said: “what a good boy!”.

To Facesitting: I’m agree 100% MISTRESS CLINTON, is not so proper for a mom story!
Only footworship and trample is the best way for it IMHO.

[Miss_clinton]

Any more parts coming?

MISTRESS CLINTON

[spicedog]

Thanks to everyone for all the compliments and suggestions.
I will get back to writing part 3, but right now my girlfriend is in the hospital and that is the only thing that's on my mind right now. So sorry for the delay on part 3.

And, Mistress Clinton, I will take you up on your suggestions regarding face-sitting. I was going to incorporate that aspect in my story but I think I can still make it juicy enough without.

Mistress Clinton, you are after all my superior, and I bow down and obey you. I really appreciate the point of view from a Goddess.

[Miss_clinton]

So sorry to know about your girlfriend, I hope she gets well soon. My best wishes to you both.

Do take your time with the story, no hurry.

MISTRESS CLINTON

[Stocking2000uk]

oh yeah
you can have a situation where he becomes oral and foot servant to her neighbours, friends and workmates she could even rent him out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[footbabe1]

heres wishing your Girlfriend a good recovery spicedog, and the story has me captivated.



World of feet (http://www.asstr.org/files/Collections/worldoffeet/index.html) the best things in life are free

[Miss_clinton]

I do not know why spicedog did not continue with this story... Iam sure it is not too late to write more...wishful thinking? :confused:

[theonecoral1]

first of all spicedog, i hope your is ok and his gf is better now.

thats more important than anything else.

second, i hope you'll continue this story. i love the line of the plot, the concept and everything about this story. i think its brilliant.

[bibi]

?

[Miss_clinton]

spicedog - what happened to part 3?

If he cannot continue..may be someone else should. It is a shame to let go of such a nice story mid-way. I would write if I could..but Iam not too good it at.

:)

[bibi]

where is part 1?

[DeathXI]

part 1 is on the forum, farther back. Do a search by User name of "spicedog"

[Yours2handle]

Originally posted by bibi
where is part 1?

Mom's footslave part 1:

http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?s=&threadid=20135

Y2H

[erebo]

Miss Clinton, why we not try to continue it? could be funny, everyone of the members could try to write a part, it will become a long and great story. If you need i could help you if i'm able to do it (i was a comics drawer.. but i can try to write too..)

[Miss_clinton]

Originally posted by erebo
Miss Clinton, why we not try to continue it? could be funny, everyone of the members could try to write a part, it will become a long and great story. If you need i could help you if i'm able to do it (i was a comics drawer.. but i can try to write too..)

LOL...I must admit, it is a very tempting idea..
What is your mail address?

:D

[erebo]

sorry.. you are right i not writed it :)
everyone who will like to send me an email can send at:
p.recanatini@tin.it

thanks alot since now!!!!!

[faceseat4jeans]

GREAT story, thanks so much! As has been stated in other feedback, the incest taboo regarding face-sitting does make me uncomfortable, though

How about having the mother gradually lose respect for her son as she sees how eager he is to serve and be degraded, so she sets him up with a neighbor's daughter who dominates and degrades him toetally, sexually and objectification, etc.

I LOVED the sole-licking and doormat use, worshipping the dirt friom the ground his mother walked on! powerful!:D :2guns:

please continue, and thanks again!:)

[theonecoral1]

people people people

lets just not get carried away too much.

this story is a classic, i dont know about someone continue it.

i mean, you dont see anyone continue a pink floyd's song just a little bit with the guitars.

dont get me wrong, i would also like to hear more of it, ofcourse. i think its the best story of its kind, and i just dont want it to be any different.

in my POV, the thing so erotic about this story is the fact that the BOY had to convience the mother to be her footslave.
he is so eager, and she is so open minded.
he is submissive, and she turn out to be dominant.
she is like doin it for her pleasure, but not in an extreme, too artificial and too fast kind of way like all other stories, but something you might even believe possible.

buttom line - i would LOVE to see many more chapters, but if its not the original author, then someone should stick with the story's guide-lines, or shouldnt write at all.

[theonecoral1]

.... by guide- lines i mean the characters characteristics, the atmosphere in the house and between them, the pace, the peaks just in the right time and the right amount.

hope my message is clear enough....

[theonecoral1]

and by the way, face-sitting is TOTALLY FINE with me, even welcomed.

its a FANTASY after all, and we're all reading sfuff like this, so why start to pretend now?

[Darwin]

Perhaps you like, perhaps you hate it, but this is my personal "Part 3":
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Mom's footslave Part 3 - by Darwin

The rest of the evening and before she went to bed, I served as a footrest for her bare feet while she watched tv.
“Don’t move little footslave!” Mom said, rubbing her bare feet over my nose and mouth.
I try to lay absolute move less under her sweet feet, but it was hard, so Mom took my nose between her toes and squeeze it or crush it under her soles. Her feet were always in motion over my face! „What have I said footslave? DON’T MOVE!“ Mom shouted. „Sorry Goddess!“ I stammered. „You have to be strict educated, very strict!“ Mom scolded, „Maybe I had to take a lover to educate you! A Master for you!“ Mom said. My face was red like a tomato. Her words hurt me, but if she wants a lover… her wish was my law!
“Goddess, please let me educate very strict for you, without mercy! I know, I had to learn a lot to be your perfect slave!” I stammered with a whinny voice. Mom giggled: “I will find a Master for you, which beats the shit out of you! Hahaha!” with that cruel words mom wish with her toes gentle my tears from my eyes.
Few days later Mom came home with a huge, strong black man!
“This is your new Master, footslave!” my drunken mom yelled at me. I laid flat on the belly before her mules; I was frightened and shamed because of the strange man.
“Lick the soles, doormat!” AT ONCE!” my new Master shouted as I hesitated. Mom giggled. My Master beat me in my face, pushed me flat for Moms feet. “Lick her shoes as your life depends on it, you little footslut!” my Master shouted and put his massive belt from his trousers. Passionately I began to lick under Moms mules. Mom stood over me like a giantess, her mules wiping over my tongue and lips.. She giggled all the time, especially as the man beats me hard with his belt in the back. I cry out for pain. The taste of her soles was awful. Dirt, wet fluid and even a gum stacked under it. I scrap the gum with my tongue off and swallowed it. My Master put me a collar on my neck and gave the leash to my Mom.
“Crawl flat on your belly behind your Goddess, doggie boy!” Master commanded. I obey frightened. Mom giggled and put slowly one foot for the other. “Don’t forget to bark, puppy!” Mom laughed as I crawled flat behind her mules.
What a pity, Mom led me at the leash behind her and I’m barking like a dog and her lover, my Master, beat me with his belt on my back!

The first week my Master beat the shit every day really out of me. I hanged bound und gagged in the cellar at the wall and my Master beat me with a heavy whip. From time to time my Mom comes on her wooden mules in the cellar and brings my Master a coffee. During the Master enjoy his coffee; my Mom took a closer look to her little son, which hangs more dead than live at the cellar wall. “He looks really sweet!” she laughed and took the ball gag out of my mouth. I coughed; my eyes were full of tears. My Mom slipped of one of her fashion mules and pressed the wooden insole on my nose. “Sniff puppy, is a shoe from your Goddess!”. And I inhaled deep, I was frighten my Master would punished me, if I not obey at once. “Now lick the shoe soles clean they are dirty, from the cellar here!”.
With my last force I licked the soles of my Mom clean. Mom hold her soles over my mouth and rubbed them with her hands on my tongue. The Master comes now closer and removed the chains from my arms and legs. I fell like a bag to the cellar floor. I couldn’t almost move my mind and body was complete broken. “If you like you can now give him the rest!” my Master offered my Mom his heavy whip. Mom smiled. “No, is enough, his back is already a bloody mess!” she sneered, “I’ll not longer disturb you!” Train him very well and merciless for me! He should be the most submissive and obedience son in the world!” Mom laughed. During Mom slipped back in her mules, my Master hung me again bounced und ball gagged at the wall. He poured bucket cold water over my bloody back and want to whip me further. “Wait a minute!” Mom said, “I bind an old stocking from me over his nose!”. She binds the stocking over my nose and giggled. “Now he can think about me during the pain!”.
“In the cellar was the theory, now came the practise in the house!” my Master said to me."Get down under the table and position yourself on your stomach so that you will be able to clean the feet of your Goddess with you tongue while she finish eating." Master commanded. I knowing that any word or action on his part that could be interpreted as reluctance to obey would be grounds for severe punishment. I crawled under the table and positioned myself on my belly so that my mouth was in close approximation to the feet of my Mom. I noticed that her feet were particularly dirty having been walking around the house barefoot all morning and even walking outside to retrieve the paper. The balls of her feet were blackish and her heels were about the same. Since most of the floors in the house were either ceramic title or uncarpeted hardwood, walking barefoot around the house resulted in one's feet getting dirty fairly quickly. The ceramic tile of the kitchen floor felt cold everywhere that it made contact with my naked body and I knew that this was not going to be a pleasant task.
"Your Goddess want her feet perfectly clean and don't forget to use that tongue between her toes! Also, if she feels any teeth on her toes you will be subjected to further discipline by me!" my Master shouted. Mom nudged one of her pretty but dirty little feet into my waiting mouth while resting her other foot on my back to keep it warm and to keep me in my place by pressing her heel firmly between my shoulder blades. I licked and sucked using my tongue to mop the sole of her foot. I was well aware of her foot odor and could taste the bitter gritty residue as it entered my mouth. I felt revolted and sickened of such a disgusting task. I kept working my tongue around Moms well-manicured toes and back down her sole until I reached the heel of her foot and clean it as well hoping that my Goddess was being pleased by my service. Eventually Mom removed her unattended foot off my back which was her nonverbal signal that it was time to switch feet. "Enjoying your breakfast Slave?" she teased. Like the trained dog I was, he answered with a bark for yes: “Woof!” Mom giggled amused, “You have train him very well!” she laughs.. Although my tongue was very dry at this point and coated with dirt, and my mouth tasted bitter and gritty, I stepped up eagerly my cleaning effort. “Are you satisfied with his service or should I punish him?” my Master asked my Goddess. Mom smiled and giggled: “He licks well, but with a good punishment he licks perhaps still better for the next time?” My Master at once wanted whip me, but Mrs. Jones interrupted him: “No, wait…” she said, “I go soon in the city; you can punish him later for me!” And to me she commanded: “Lay down on your back now and sniff my toes, doggie!”
I barked one more time. As I lay flat on my back my Mom put her feet on my face. Before she done this she spat on my face several times. Then she rubbed her salvia under her soles all over my face. At last she took my nose between her wet toes and squeezed it.
“Sniff, doggie! I want to hear you inhale!” Mom giggled as I inhaled deep the aroma of her sweaty toes. Again she spat down on my face, exactly on my wide open unprotected eyes.
With her long toenails she tried to rub her salvia in my eye sockets. I whimpered in pain, but inhaled further the aroma of her feet.
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I'm waiting now of other, perhaps better Part 3 versions... :D

[Miss_clinton]

Darwin - Nice! Though I would personally prefer some more female doms than a male dom. Try your hand at part 4?

:) :) :)

[theonecoral1]

i was just about to jump from excitement, i mean i am waiting for this story about a million years now, when i noticed you confused, darwin - this is a different story: mrs. jones.

there's the mrs. jones series, but mom's footslave is another story.


i dont know if i'm more sorry to say or sorry to hear.

:cry: :cry: :cry:

[Darwin]

>i was just about to jump from excitement, i mean i am waiting for this story about a million years now, when i noticed you confused, darwin - this is a different story: mrs. jones.

My personal “Part 3” base on a part from “Mom’s Revenge”, but not all readers here know this story of me.

>there's the mrs. jones series, but mom's footslave is another story.

Only “Spicedog” is able to create the original official Part 3 of his own beginning story! But the idea in this threat was that other users should try to create a possible continuation.

>i dont know if i'm more sorry to say or sorry to hear.

I don’t have to say sorry, for what? Everyone can write other versions for an unofficially Part 3 of Spicedogs story, my personal version was only a sample. By the way; it takes a lot of time and is difficulty for me to write in English. I’m a German and that’s the point I can’t write everyday new parts or stories in English language .

[theonecoral1]

well, darwin, first of all i want to say that i was a little sad only because i'm waiting for spicedog's story for so long.
not because your stories are not good.
they are excellent, and you know i admire your work, you know me by the name of "daffodil" in the den of smelly feet. yep, thats me.

i love mrs. jones revenge, i think it great.

i didnt mean to sound dissapointed from seeing your story, that would be absurd...


and by the way, english is not my language, too. hebrew is my mother's toungue. i'm from Israel.

[theonecoral1]

WHERE ARE YOU SPICEDOG ???

[equidum]

I really love the atmosphere of your terrific story, which makes us really LIVE the steadily growing enslavement of her son by that great Mom !

I think you're absolutely right, and Mom should certainly use her son' s face as Her seat, not in a sexual way, because you won't wish to make it an incest story, but for Her sheer convenience and psychological satisfaction!

So She will certainly keep her panties on, or sit thru her skirt on her son's face. And She will do it as if he wasn't there, as if he was a mere chair, while She would have dinner, or work on PC, or call a friend.. Her slave would be sitting in front of a low chair, with his upturned head on the bottom of the chair, and his upturned hands on his belly..... Mom would sit on that face-cushion, put Her feet in her hands, and get a foot massage while face-sitting Her "ass-rest" and doing Her things .... :-)

I also support the idea of the son being used as a pony to carry Her from room to room. So .... A doormat, a foot-rest, a seatcushion, a pony, and of course a servant who will take care of all household chores .... Mom will be happy.... Maybe as happy as Her slave !!!!
Please, keep that great story going !!!!

Jean-Marie

[theonecoral1]

you wrote very nice, equidum.

maybe you should write the third part.

[equidum]

Thanks for your nice words, Theonecoral1 ... However, I think we should give Spicedog a chance to finish his own story himself !

I had written this morning a very long answer, but it was cut for some unknown reason ... It seems that it happens whenever I take too much time to write ..... So I stop ;-(

Equidum

[bibi]

part 4?

[theonecoral1]

Equidum, ofcourse only spacedog can write part 3, but as i said here before (and please read my previous messages on this thread) you can offer, your suggestion to part 3, just like Darwin offered his. it would just be nice, until Spacedog comes back to us.

[bibi]

any new story?