coldheel
12-17-2010, 9:10 AM
I wrote this story on a diff site in different light ,here it is slightly modified but the crux remains the same.
My roommates shoe slave:
I have a huge foot and shoe fetish, it all began when I was much younger. i was rooming with hot girl, a roommate nearly 8 years elder. She used to be a part of the athletic team and hence had a very well maintained good physique; at 5’10” she was a tad taller than I was at 18. At that time she was nearly 26, a fully blossomed women, she had many on and off boyfriends. I had moved in with her as her place was closer to my college + the rent worked out in my favour. I liked her and she liked me back, I had a huge crush on her but due to our age difference, I never said it out loud. My roommate used to work as a TV journo, and hence had a lotta sexy outfits, business suits alongwith a huge range of expensive shoes, boots and high heels and she really knew how to wear and USE them! Some time ago she had found out about my shoe fetish, catching me worshiping her high heels, I begged her not to revel it to our friends n acquaintances, after reading it a bit on the net and some discussion she grew into the idea of having a foot n shoe slave around!
When she was out I had to do all the chores, cooking and cleaning and yes be my roommates fulltime foot slave. I was not allowed to pleasure myself or wear a shirt (only short boxers, and afcourse no shoes either) ,during that period. nudity was not an option either as this was not a sexual thing for her, just pure dominance. She occasionally let me cum but most of the time I went days sometimes weeks without relief. I would nearly beg her to let me come by kissing the floor around her shoes or feet (I was not allowed to touch her feet without her permission).
My most basic job would be to lick , clean and polish her shoes everytime she wore them. there were however some really expensive and posh ones I was never allowed to touch except for very special occasions like my birthday or if I had been a really really obedient or good slave! I would nearly die everytime she wore these. I was also not permitted to lick her shoe soles unless she was wearing them, I had to then beg her to let my “filthy dirty unworthy tongue touch the sweet beautiful” dirt and mud stuck under her soles. I infact relished licking her soles and almost considered myself fortunate to taste it, the begging made it all the more a forbidden yet sweet fruit!, she knew this and used it to the fullest to control me to get me to the peak of excitement n then just leave me starving!
She was also a very strict and dominant mistress for me, all her love n care for me as a friend n roommate would vanish as soon as I assumed the role of her foot slave, she would then refer to me only as boot slave or soleboy. I could only talk to her when commanded and address her as my booted goddess. Being her slave was not easy and the slightest mistake or goofup meant severe punishment like being her foot stool under her feet for hours in a difficult pose or she would wear her hiking shoes that had little spikes on the toes n practice her karate kicks on my balls or stomach when I was blind folded, another punishment she often used was to stuff my mouth with her sweaty dirty gym socks for several hours. I had to grovel n try to kiss her feet to request her to free me. Or she would make me stand in very tight underwear and hold 2-3 pairs of her shoes in between my legs for long hours while she usually kicked n excited me to point where the urge to spread out my legs would overcome and I would drop all her shoes to the ground… several painfull kicks or several days of “zero” relief would follow all this time when I had to clean her shoes n worship her feet , sleep under her bed or at her feet, my cock dripping pre cum n throbbing for a release.
One of the most severe or punishments I remember went somewhat this way:
She was once sitting on the sofa watching the game, she had just returned from work and was wearing a satin cream blouse, a black knee length business skirt, skin coloured pantyhose and knee high boots. Her hair was down and she was sipping some wine, I was slowly licking her boots when a touchdown was scored! In the excitement I turned around and accidently dropped her foot to the floor where it hit with a slight klank on the wooden floor, the instant I heard that sound I knew I was in deep trouble, a chill ran down my spine, I instantly turned kissing and groveling at her boot and the floor around it begging and apologizing for my mistake, I took both of her feet and cradled them in my hands as if my whole world was in them, I licked her boot sole and sucked her heel, relishing the dirt and grime and a piece of gum like it was gourmet food and I have been starving for weeks. I pleaded her not to punish me very severely, it had also been 3 weeks since I had been allowed to cum and today she had said she would consider it if she was in the mood. i knew a little punishment was in order I almost desired it for causing this inconvenience to my booted goddess. After what felt like an eternity (she was glaring at me all this while in an icy cold stare watching this absolute helpless being lapping and licking at her soles as if his life depended on it) she gave me a swift kick on my chin and I fell backwards on the floor, my Goddess walked up to me and placed her sharp pointy heel on my right nipple. She twisted it really hard as if putting out a cigarette but only with a heel! And inspected her boots, they were really shiny with all the licking I had done after the fall. i knew somewhere she was bit impressed!
“seems like you really meant your apology, but iv been hurt and you will be punished, but since you did such a good job with these boots im gonna be a bit lenient with the punishment” im gona get some makeup done for a date I have this evening all the while standing ON YOU, the plus side is you get to choose which highheel shoes I will wear. Just as I was lookin through the shoe cabinet for the least painfull pair I heard her say…”make sure the heels are as sharp as you can take, anything less then my satisfaction n you don’t get to come for atleast a month”. I looked around and chose the meanest most sharp pair of black patent leather sandals I could find , these were really gorgeous with peep toes and a old style buckle strap around the ankles and 1 more slightly up the leg they however had really narrow heels just the size of a small pencil 4” high with a steel tip that had been slightly worn off due to use. I knew I was gona have battle scars tonight.
I stripped down just to my underwear and placed the heels on my chest and laid on my back for her near the mirror. my roommate entered the room wearing a short maroon open back dress and her hair flowing, she looked like a real temptress, I really wanted to compliment her but I knew beter than open my mouth. she walked up to me and walked around me, by now I was almost shivering with fear, “OH is the soleboy shcared?” she mocked, don’t worry I have these for you too!” saying this she placed her hiking shoes, (my roommate had these really mean looking hiking shoes with a solid rubber sole with deep treads and spikes on the toes for good grip while rock climbing) on to a specially designed stand that covered my head and let me lick her shoes without having to hold them down, she had just been on a short hike this morning and it had rained a bit last night, there was a lotta dirt, lumps of mud n grass pieces stuck to them. I looked at the soles of her hiking boots and there was this big lump which looked like wet mud but smelt a lot worse! I had my job cut out for me, even still being able to lick and swallow the dirt from my goddesses boots was a welcome relief to the punishment I was about to endure.
My goddess took a small foot stool and sat on it, she slowly slid her feet into her killer heels and began tying the buckles. I could feel her foot glide into her shoes, it amazed me how those sweet pretty soft feet would transform into such punishing and painful weapons. My breath deepened and my shiver too. Without much warning she tapped her legs and stood up on me with all her weight, the heels suddenly dug deep into my flesh, her right foot was over my chest and the heel was caught between to bones of my ribcage, the most excruciating pain shot from those points , I let out a little yelp…
”if you think this is painful, I just barely stood up” she said, wickedly smiling.
and began to transfer her weight on her heels almost lifting her soles, her left foot had already sunk deep into my belly that I thought it almost went through! The pain was so severe I began to see stars and the tips of her heels felt like whitehot rods! But I dared not utter a single sound , my breath had become pretty deep n labored, she relaxed her stance and bot one foot to my neck, “ relax now, this is just the start, breath my bootlicker, do you want me to stop?” she scraped my neck urging me to breathe,
“no my booted goddess, I deserved to be punished under your beautiful heels, please punish me further I don’t deserve to be your slave.”
“Are you in pain?” she asked
“ no my booted goddess, the feeling of pain is so sweet when it is under your sharp heels, please don’t stop please punish me further”, I replied
By now the pain and the whole feeling was actually turning me on so much that I almost wished that I could die under her heels today, all this while when my face and head was covered with her mud caked hiking boots. I was yearning to lick n eat the dirt off them to take my mind slightly off the searing pain, but until she ordered I dared not even taste, only smell, by now the awful smell of that wet lump felt really sweet. Its odd how pain can change a man’s idea of what is and is not pleasant!
She began slightly treading around on me grabing her hair brush and other cosmetics, she had a long dressing table and had to walk even on my thighs n groin to get some stuff, occasionally she even posed putting more pressure on one heel to see how she looked, im sure she njoyed the look of power she had over this little being under her feet, being trampled at her mercy.after some time she was applying lotion on her feet and some dripped onto my body,
“oh I dropped some” she explained “ let me get it off you”
Saying this she began dragging her high heel on my bare skin scratching me everywhere,she would occasionally twist around and walk towards my groin and kick my now very erect dick, precum would drip on her toes and she would repeat the wiping and scratching. I could no longer take the intense pain now. I was in tears and I begged her.
“please my booted goddess, please let me lick your boots, please let me taste that sweet mud and royal dirt on your soles that I so don’t deserve. May I please lick your boots, can I please taste them and kiss them and worship them, please my goddess.”
Finally she said yes you may, & I licked and swallowed every little piece of dirt, gum, blade of grass n mud on those soles I kept licking and wetting my tongue softening the caked mud n swallowing the sweet taste and mud of her royal soles! The dirt and grime came loose and fell on my face and I hungrily lapped it all up as if it were my last meal
“don’t forget the piece of gum I left for you, it belongs to my friend cindy who’s feet you so much crave!”
I licked and licked with abandon all the while she was trampling and walking on me in her unforgiving heels. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time!
A point came when she walked over to my groin and began kicking my hard on- I could no longer hold it now…
I begged her to let me cum, please let me I know I don’t deserve it but I said cant hold it nymore
“NO, absolutely not, your punishment is not over yet! Don’t, even dare” saying tis she stepped on my dick with her heel.
I continued to plead n convince her to let me relive myself while continuously lapping at her boot soles!
Finally after what seemed like for ever, I heard those magic words from my goddess…
“YESS my soleboy, cum for me, cum for your booted goddess, you have earned it!”
These words were like sweet honey to my ears, I bit hard on her boot heel and let myself go, shooting out a huge glob of cum and dripping nearly for 2 minutes after that, she milked me with her sharp heels until the last drop , she then spun around on her heels and bent over my chest and picked up her hiking boots to inspect them…
“these seem still a bit dirty, continue…”
Saying this she placed them on my face again and stepped off me and I heard her heels clickin away, I continued to lap at the jagged soles of her boots for several minutes and dozed off to sleep…
lemme know how you like it, and if you like to see it continue in different episodes....
My roommates shoe slave:
I have a huge foot and shoe fetish, it all began when I was much younger. i was rooming with hot girl, a roommate nearly 8 years elder. She used to be a part of the athletic team and hence had a very well maintained good physique; at 5’10” she was a tad taller than I was at 18. At that time she was nearly 26, a fully blossomed women, she had many on and off boyfriends. I had moved in with her as her place was closer to my college + the rent worked out in my favour. I liked her and she liked me back, I had a huge crush on her but due to our age difference, I never said it out loud. My roommate used to work as a TV journo, and hence had a lotta sexy outfits, business suits alongwith a huge range of expensive shoes, boots and high heels and she really knew how to wear and USE them! Some time ago she had found out about my shoe fetish, catching me worshiping her high heels, I begged her not to revel it to our friends n acquaintances, after reading it a bit on the net and some discussion she grew into the idea of having a foot n shoe slave around!
When she was out I had to do all the chores, cooking and cleaning and yes be my roommates fulltime foot slave. I was not allowed to pleasure myself or wear a shirt (only short boxers, and afcourse no shoes either) ,during that period. nudity was not an option either as this was not a sexual thing for her, just pure dominance. She occasionally let me cum but most of the time I went days sometimes weeks without relief. I would nearly beg her to let me come by kissing the floor around her shoes or feet (I was not allowed to touch her feet without her permission).
My most basic job would be to lick , clean and polish her shoes everytime she wore them. there were however some really expensive and posh ones I was never allowed to touch except for very special occasions like my birthday or if I had been a really really obedient or good slave! I would nearly die everytime she wore these. I was also not permitted to lick her shoe soles unless she was wearing them, I had to then beg her to let my “filthy dirty unworthy tongue touch the sweet beautiful” dirt and mud stuck under her soles. I infact relished licking her soles and almost considered myself fortunate to taste it, the begging made it all the more a forbidden yet sweet fruit!, she knew this and used it to the fullest to control me to get me to the peak of excitement n then just leave me starving!
She was also a very strict and dominant mistress for me, all her love n care for me as a friend n roommate would vanish as soon as I assumed the role of her foot slave, she would then refer to me only as boot slave or soleboy. I could only talk to her when commanded and address her as my booted goddess. Being her slave was not easy and the slightest mistake or goofup meant severe punishment like being her foot stool under her feet for hours in a difficult pose or she would wear her hiking shoes that had little spikes on the toes n practice her karate kicks on my balls or stomach when I was blind folded, another punishment she often used was to stuff my mouth with her sweaty dirty gym socks for several hours. I had to grovel n try to kiss her feet to request her to free me. Or she would make me stand in very tight underwear and hold 2-3 pairs of her shoes in between my legs for long hours while she usually kicked n excited me to point where the urge to spread out my legs would overcome and I would drop all her shoes to the ground… several painfull kicks or several days of “zero” relief would follow all this time when I had to clean her shoes n worship her feet , sleep under her bed or at her feet, my cock dripping pre cum n throbbing for a release.
One of the most severe or punishments I remember went somewhat this way:
She was once sitting on the sofa watching the game, she had just returned from work and was wearing a satin cream blouse, a black knee length business skirt, skin coloured pantyhose and knee high boots. Her hair was down and she was sipping some wine, I was slowly licking her boots when a touchdown was scored! In the excitement I turned around and accidently dropped her foot to the floor where it hit with a slight klank on the wooden floor, the instant I heard that sound I knew I was in deep trouble, a chill ran down my spine, I instantly turned kissing and groveling at her boot and the floor around it begging and apologizing for my mistake, I took both of her feet and cradled them in my hands as if my whole world was in them, I licked her boot sole and sucked her heel, relishing the dirt and grime and a piece of gum like it was gourmet food and I have been starving for weeks. I pleaded her not to punish me very severely, it had also been 3 weeks since I had been allowed to cum and today she had said she would consider it if she was in the mood. i knew a little punishment was in order I almost desired it for causing this inconvenience to my booted goddess. After what felt like an eternity (she was glaring at me all this while in an icy cold stare watching this absolute helpless being lapping and licking at her soles as if his life depended on it) she gave me a swift kick on my chin and I fell backwards on the floor, my Goddess walked up to me and placed her sharp pointy heel on my right nipple. She twisted it really hard as if putting out a cigarette but only with a heel! And inspected her boots, they were really shiny with all the licking I had done after the fall. i knew somewhere she was bit impressed!
“seems like you really meant your apology, but iv been hurt and you will be punished, but since you did such a good job with these boots im gonna be a bit lenient with the punishment” im gona get some makeup done for a date I have this evening all the while standing ON YOU, the plus side is you get to choose which highheel shoes I will wear. Just as I was lookin through the shoe cabinet for the least painfull pair I heard her say…”make sure the heels are as sharp as you can take, anything less then my satisfaction n you don’t get to come for atleast a month”. I looked around and chose the meanest most sharp pair of black patent leather sandals I could find , these were really gorgeous with peep toes and a old style buckle strap around the ankles and 1 more slightly up the leg they however had really narrow heels just the size of a small pencil 4” high with a steel tip that had been slightly worn off due to use. I knew I was gona have battle scars tonight.
I stripped down just to my underwear and placed the heels on my chest and laid on my back for her near the mirror. my roommate entered the room wearing a short maroon open back dress and her hair flowing, she looked like a real temptress, I really wanted to compliment her but I knew beter than open my mouth. she walked up to me and walked around me, by now I was almost shivering with fear, “OH is the soleboy shcared?” she mocked, don’t worry I have these for you too!” saying this she placed her hiking shoes, (my roommate had these really mean looking hiking shoes with a solid rubber sole with deep treads and spikes on the toes for good grip while rock climbing) on to a specially designed stand that covered my head and let me lick her shoes without having to hold them down, she had just been on a short hike this morning and it had rained a bit last night, there was a lotta dirt, lumps of mud n grass pieces stuck to them. I looked at the soles of her hiking boots and there was this big lump which looked like wet mud but smelt a lot worse! I had my job cut out for me, even still being able to lick and swallow the dirt from my goddesses boots was a welcome relief to the punishment I was about to endure.
My goddess took a small foot stool and sat on it, she slowly slid her feet into her killer heels and began tying the buckles. I could feel her foot glide into her shoes, it amazed me how those sweet pretty soft feet would transform into such punishing and painful weapons. My breath deepened and my shiver too. Without much warning she tapped her legs and stood up on me with all her weight, the heels suddenly dug deep into my flesh, her right foot was over my chest and the heel was caught between to bones of my ribcage, the most excruciating pain shot from those points , I let out a little yelp…
”if you think this is painful, I just barely stood up” she said, wickedly smiling.
and began to transfer her weight on her heels almost lifting her soles, her left foot had already sunk deep into my belly that I thought it almost went through! The pain was so severe I began to see stars and the tips of her heels felt like whitehot rods! But I dared not utter a single sound , my breath had become pretty deep n labored, she relaxed her stance and bot one foot to my neck, “ relax now, this is just the start, breath my bootlicker, do you want me to stop?” she scraped my neck urging me to breathe,
“no my booted goddess, I deserved to be punished under your beautiful heels, please punish me further I don’t deserve to be your slave.”
“Are you in pain?” she asked
“ no my booted goddess, the feeling of pain is so sweet when it is under your sharp heels, please don’t stop please punish me further”, I replied
By now the pain and the whole feeling was actually turning me on so much that I almost wished that I could die under her heels today, all this while when my face and head was covered with her mud caked hiking boots. I was yearning to lick n eat the dirt off them to take my mind slightly off the searing pain, but until she ordered I dared not even taste, only smell, by now the awful smell of that wet lump felt really sweet. Its odd how pain can change a man’s idea of what is and is not pleasant!
She began slightly treading around on me grabing her hair brush and other cosmetics, she had a long dressing table and had to walk even on my thighs n groin to get some stuff, occasionally she even posed putting more pressure on one heel to see how she looked, im sure she njoyed the look of power she had over this little being under her feet, being trampled at her mercy.after some time she was applying lotion on her feet and some dripped onto my body,
“oh I dropped some” she explained “ let me get it off you”
Saying this she began dragging her high heel on my bare skin scratching me everywhere,she would occasionally twist around and walk towards my groin and kick my now very erect dick, precum would drip on her toes and she would repeat the wiping and scratching. I could no longer take the intense pain now. I was in tears and I begged her.
“please my booted goddess, please let me lick your boots, please let me taste that sweet mud and royal dirt on your soles that I so don’t deserve. May I please lick your boots, can I please taste them and kiss them and worship them, please my goddess.”
Finally she said yes you may, & I licked and swallowed every little piece of dirt, gum, blade of grass n mud on those soles I kept licking and wetting my tongue softening the caked mud n swallowing the sweet taste and mud of her royal soles! The dirt and grime came loose and fell on my face and I hungrily lapped it all up as if it were my last meal
“don’t forget the piece of gum I left for you, it belongs to my friend cindy who’s feet you so much crave!”
I licked and licked with abandon all the while she was trampling and walking on me in her unforgiving heels. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time!
A point came when she walked over to my groin and began kicking my hard on- I could no longer hold it now…
I begged her to let me cum, please let me I know I don’t deserve it but I said cant hold it nymore
“NO, absolutely not, your punishment is not over yet! Don’t, even dare” saying tis she stepped on my dick with her heel.
I continued to plead n convince her to let me relive myself while continuously lapping at her boot soles!
Finally after what seemed like for ever, I heard those magic words from my goddess…
“YESS my soleboy, cum for me, cum for your booted goddess, you have earned it!”
These words were like sweet honey to my ears, I bit hard on her boot heel and let myself go, shooting out a huge glob of cum and dripping nearly for 2 minutes after that, she milked me with her sharp heels until the last drop , she then spun around on her heels and bent over my chest and picked up her hiking boots to inspect them…
“these seem still a bit dirty, continue…”
Saying this she placed them on my face again and stepped off me and I heard her heels clickin away, I continued to lap at the jagged soles of her boots for several minutes and dozed off to sleep…
lemme know how you like it, and if you like to see it continue in different episodes....