Relationship Changes

[Pdxrug]

“We celebrated our 5 year anniversary of marriage at a nice restaurant with two other couples. We both were turning 27 and had been together since the final two years of college. I thought life was perfect. I was lying down on the floor in front of her rocking recliner, watching TV with her soft beautiful feet on my naked body; I thought the world could not get any more perfect. I moved her foot so one was on my hard cock and the other was resting on the side of my face turned to the side, so I could see the TV.”

“I looked down at my husband, who had become so obsessed with feet that our sex life and whole relationship seemed like a waste. At first I didn’t mind, but now this is all there is. I still had feelings for him but I had lost interest in him as a real man. He wants to be a slave but only for his pleasure. Whenever real duties were required he isn’t interested. I should just have him visit professional Mistresses he sees online to get it out of his system.”

The couple went on for another month or two until finally the wife told him things weren’t going to work out. She thought it was time for a separation or at least go to marriage counseling. She completely stopped letting him be at her feet and both of them starting looking in the yellow pages and online for counselors to see if things would be possible to repair. They did find one finally appearing to specialize in sexual issues and relationship problems. They made their appointment and arrived at the Psychiatrist office. The lobby was nice and there were two front office people, a man and a woman both late 20’s early 30’s attractive, dressed well. They checked in and finally were shown into the office.

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The Psychiatrist stood and greeted them; attractive, late 30’s early 40’s warm genuine smile and the trusting look on her face. The husband saw her sandaled heels showing her bare feet and was trying to avoid staring as he so often did. They all sat down in comfortable chairs that formed a circle. She went through how counseling is normal and for it to work being open and honest was the key. She said for this session she wanted to have a brief conversation with each of them and then have them take some psychological profile questionnaires to help in their therapy. The husband was taken by the woman front office person to a room to fill out the questions while the wife stayed behind.

After a series of questions the therapist finally asked the wife, what she thought the core was to their problems. The wife spilled everything, not holding anything back. The therapist listened but really didn’t say anything, was just empathetic. The male front office person came and took the wife to another room to fill in the questionnaire. The woman front office had brought back the computer findings on the husband for the therapist to review then brought the husband back in.

The husband sat nervously watching her reading the results. As hard as he tried not to, he had to keep looking at her feet and sandaled heels. Her long legs also drew his eyes up to her exposed thighs from the short skirt. Finally, she put the report down and told him, her new shoes were killing her feet, would he mind if she took them off while they discussed things. Of course he said, he didn’t mind but his face did go flush from the question. She undid each one and then put her feet up on the stool between all the chairs, so the soles of her feet were facing off to the side. The husband kept fidgeting; it was too hard not to sneak looks.

Her first question, I think you have been attracted to women’s feet without knowing why, just like a gay or lesbian can’t help who they are, isn’t that true? Firmly she said; look at my eyes and not the soles of my feet. He looked up, he was busted and no point in being dishonest anymore, his wife, the test or just his staring had exposed him.

I don’t know if it is feet, as much as whom the feet belong to. I don’t like ugly feet, or feet on a woman that isn’t attractive to me. Yes, I can’t help it or control it. I love how feet feel on me and I think I am submissive too, even though I’m not really in my work or social circle. If she didn’t tell you it has affected how my wife feels about me and I am worried she will leave me. I don’t know if I can ever control these feelings.

She reached for the moisturizing cream by her table and tossed it to him. Why don’t you massage my feet, you need to accept who and what you are, and maybe, you aren’t what your wife needs, but maybe you need to think about what she wants to enjoy. The male front office person came in with the wife’s results handing it to the therapist without even glancing at the foot massage the husband was performing. She looked at the husband, how did that feel, letting someone else see what you are doing? It feels humiliating and embarrassing, but you have beautiful feet, I want them so bad.

They met in the lobby and drove home. They wanted to share what happened even though they were told not share what each other said. Finally, the husband said, I want to make you happy and I know I have been self centered only thinking about myself. I am really going to try and make this work. The wife looked at him with a big smile saying thank you. If I let you massage my feet in the recliner when we get home, could you be just normal in bed and make love to me like when first met. He choked up and said yes, I don’t have to massage your feet either, she said I want you to, it does feel good.

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The next time they met for therapy, they entered the room and before they got seated the two front office people came in. Now there were 5 of them in the room. The Married couple was nervous as things started and the topic would be how it would feel to see the other in their desired relationship.

The therapist started by sharing the results of their written evaluation. Clearly the husband not only had a foot fetish, but strong submissive desires that he had overcompensated for his entire life. She continued, he wants to punished, told what to do and enjoy his fantasies at the expense of his partner. This is a major conflict he will have to resolve if he wants to live who really is deep inside, or learn to adjust his behavior and suppress manifesting his real desires with others, including his wife.

She turned to the wife and began with her evaluation. You have an insatiable desire for sex. You either have or want to very badly enjoy a bisexual relationship. You have a slightly dominant side, but you don’t really care to use other people. You would enjoy having an open relationship and being a swinger I think.

The husband was the most surprised. He had never realized any of this. He felt aroused and insecure at the same time. After all she was beautiful, very good in bed and had controlled things in their relationship even though he had never realized it before. The wife as embarrassed as well and wondered how all this would be said in front of the front office assistants.

After a silence that seemed to last hours, but only really 5 minutes, the therapist began to comment on the situation. My two assistants are actually PhD candidates and are licensed sex therapist. They are involved with group sessions and individual treatments with my patients. I would recommend you have an individual treatment with them first and then attend the group setting and we can reevaluate from there.

The wife looked at the husband and realized he wasn’t staring at any of the women’s feet and was focused on the conversation, something she rarely noticed about him. Then she looked at the therapist and asked what would take place in an individual session. The therapist said it is best to not know in advance but the therapy house was available if they were ready to go pack and be back in one hour. The husband and the wife nodding to each other agreed and left for home.

They were quiet on the drive home to pack an overnight bag, but finally the husband wanted to know more about his wife’s desires. She confirmed she really enjoyed sex and it wasn’t that great with him anymore. She thought it could be again, but he would have to change. Then she did say she had been with another woman in college when they were dating. She admitted who it was and he remembered her immediately. She said she always thinks of being with another woman. She said for her, not for him and a threesome. He was starting to see his wife as a person he really never knew. How tolerant she had been with him and how easy it could be for her to leave him if he didn’t change.

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They pulled up to the address they were given and the two therapist met them at the door. They were told to follow the leads from them for this activity and they would discuss it with the Psychiatrist tomorrow afternoon. The woman was still in her office clothes, black knee boots, a red dress that came above her knees and her hair in a pony tail instead of down. She took the husband and they went to room down the hall and the door closed.

The man had changed into a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts. He took the wife’s hand and they walked to the spa area outside. He showed her where the changing room was and gave her a terry cloth robe and slippers. When she came out he was only wearing swim trunks, he had two large bottles of water and said let’s go to the sauna. She took off the robe, wearing a bikini and stepped into the sauna with him. They talked for awhile, things progressed into touches, then kisses and finally rubbing each other all over.

The husband looked around the room and it looked like a huge master bedroom and the woman did look very attractive. She softly said you don’t need any clothes on for this next part; she sat on the end of the bed, crossing her booted legs and watched him undress. He was shy but thought this would have a happy ending. She then pointed to the floor in front of her and said kneel. He moved and knelt in front of her. Before you take them off, they need to be cleaned, if you clean the toes off with your tongue, I will give you this nice Jack and Coke as a reward before you get to feel my feet on you. He was so hard, and immediately licked the toes of the boots looking up at her. Her face was calm, no real emotions showing, and thinking being a sex therapist would be a great job. She handed him the drink and then took the toe of her boot and starting teasing his hard cock on the floor. She softly stepped on it applying a little pressure, rolling it back and forth. When she moved the boot she could see pre cum in the spot.

All of a sudden he was feeling very relaxed, he could move, but almost felt like he was floating. His mind was clear, he was aware of everything, maybe just the arousal. She said you look like the drink got to you, maybe you should lie down. He handed the drink back to her and he lay down in front of her thinking she would be putting her soft bare feet on him now. She stood up and then using her boot she rolled him over several times until he was next to the wall. First her left boot then her right landed on his stomach and she leaned back enough to let the heels sink into his soft belly. He was groaning in pain, what are you doing. Ahhhhhhhhhh, stop your hurting me!


The man carried the wife out of the sauna and laid her down on a massage table covered with towels. He padded her dry, the aroma therapy was working and he worked her muscles from her neck to her toes as she lay on her stomach. She was so relaxed, enjoining this spa day. When he helped her turn over on her back, she looked up into his eyes and saw the wonderful man pampering her. His hands worked her breasts, down her torso, on her legs, thighs calf and feet. She was so wet and aroused she made it clear to him spreading her legs wider for his access. Finally, he lifted her legs up over his shoulders and softly applied his tongue and mouth to her as she squeezed and hoped to never let go of him.

The Husband couldn’t understand why he couldn’t get out from under her, she was walking up and down his body, her heels digging and marking him, the dirty sole of her boot from the street grinding back and forth on his face. He had never experienced such pain. She just looked down at him, no expression or concern, just trampling him without mercy, her boots would kill him for sure. He begged, he pleaded, he knew what was happening, but he couldn’t gather strength in his body to move. He could feel how hard he was even though it didn’t make sense, then the boot came down covering his cock and balls and he screamed loudly in pain as her boot crushed his balls, grinding and stretching his cock.


The wife was moaning it was her second orgasm when she heard the scream. What was that? He kept his face between her thighs, but explained her husband was getting therapy for his fetish; do you want me to stop to check on him? No, please don’t, she wrapped her ankles behind him and pulled his face into her for more. She thought, he is probably happy getting some new feet on him tonight.


She finally stepped off. He thought she was going to kill him for sure. She then went over and got out of her street clothes. He laid there admiring how beautiful her feet were coming out of the boots; it hurt as he started to get an erection again. She finished putting on a see through teddy with no panties. She walked back over to him, put her long narrow foot on his throat and applied pressure so he could just barely breathe. He loved how her foot started to feel on him, until the pressure started to cut off his air.
She looked down at the husband, with no emotion like an executioner. You will answer me by nodding your head for yes or no, do you understand? He nodded yes. You are really a pathetic worm not worthy of your wife. None of think she will keep you. As you have found out tonight there are many sides to your fetish and pain is one of them applied by my feet. He nodded yes. We are going to bring her in here and the three of us are going to give her the love and attention she deserves. You will watch and not say a word. Her foot pressed harder, he nodded yes. If she asked you if you are ok and are you having fun what will you say to her? He nodded yes; he was turning bright red in the face. Whatever the three of us ask you to do, you will do it, no hesitation, understand? He nodded yes, she removed her foot and he couldn’t stop sucking in air as fast as he could. You won’t be able to stand; you will need to get on all fours, do it. He quickly obeyed. She sat on his back and put a thick collar around his neck, a leash and asked if he needed to pee now, otherwise it would be awhile. He coughed out a yes please.

He crawled to the bathroom, she pointed for him to kneel in front of the toilet and she left to get a glass of white wine. When she returned he was still kneeling and no sign of going. What is wrong, can’t you pee, you aren’t getting another chance. He begged I need to but it won’t come out. I don’t have time for this; she lowered the toilet seat down on his cock resting on the bowl. She put her foot on top of the seat and began crushing his cock with the toilet seat putting all her weight pressing down. Don’t you like how my foot looks? He was in tears now and mumbling pitifully. Your wife is enjoying tonight and you are paying for making her so miserable. Last chance for you to pee before you return to the other room. A few drops leaked out but nothing, the rim of the toilet seat leaving marks on his cock as she jerked his leash, dragging him more than him crawling back.


She had put a v shaped board on the wall, she told him to sit on it facing the bed. He could feel the floor as he stood flat footed, but the v was just inches away from his ass and balls. She then cuffed his wrists to the back of the v board seat he was on top of. These are your wife’s panties she wore today, this may be the last time you get to taste her, she stuffed them deep in his mouth and he continued to weep. She left him alone in the room to join the others. His eyes were full of tears, he could taste her panties and how it wasn’t the way he remembered her. He didn’t understand what was happening. He loved his wife. He wanted to be with her. Why would they think I would feel good about this? He was thinking back then he remembered what the results said.

“Clearly the husband not only had a foot fetish, but strong submissive desires that he had overcompensated for his entire life. She continued, he wants to punished, told what to do and enjoy his fantasies at the expense of his partner.”

He was breathing hard through his nose, feeling a sickness come over his body, was this who he really is?



The woman walked in and moved to the wife, her eyes closed in her oral worship. The woman leaned over and softly started kissing her mouth; the wife opened her eyes, but kept kissing as their tongues swirled together. The man finally removed his face and brought back warm wet towels cleaning his face and her thighs and mound. The two women broke their kiss when he was done and they helped the wife get up. She was given a glass of wine and they walked into the bedroom.

She saw her husband against the wall, his body marked and his semi hard cock marked and bruised. She had a look of concern and anxiously asked if he was ok. The woman looked at him and he quickly nodded yes. Why can’t he speak, she was really worried about how he looked. I have something to show you, sit on the end of the bed. The woman handed the wife a type written letter describing what had happened to her husband. He has signed it at the bottom; this is what he wanted done to him. She looked up in surprise; this is what you wanted done to you? Her eyes almost in tears, you really want this, to be treated like dirt? His eyes welled up, it wasn’t what he wanted, but he knew to nod yes as he was told early.

They ate snacks, drank some wine, and he was just there bound at the wall. The conversation went around him and what he was. He could hear them, but the panties were like a ball at the back of his throat. His wife finally asked, how can we make it together as a couple, I don’t’ want a man to be like this. The woman went on that couples who have had this problem, they allow the husband to be the slave and the wife can enjoy whoever she wants. If he fails to perform to this agreement, usually the husband is committed to mental health treatment for several years till he can function in society again.

The man laid down on the bed, the woman started kissing and touching the wife again. Would you like to have sex with the two of us? The wife said very much so, what about my husband? We can have him clean up when we finish. The woman sat on the man’s face and the wife mounted his cock. The two of them kissed and held head other as the man performed double duty. The wife was realizing all of her dreams, great sex, good lovers and being with another woman again, she was in heaven.

When the woman saw she was full of the man’s cum, she got of his face and walked over to the husband. Releasing him from the wall, he led him by the leash. She pulled the panties out of his mouth as he started breathing and swallowing normally again. His wife looked up from the bed at him, still on top of the man. Her hands resting on his chest, she asked her husband why this couldn’t be him.

You said when you tried to work with him before about being submissive; he would never do anything other than for his own fetish and desires. The wife answered yes. Would you like him to get a taste, as the woman looked at the man, of what being your slave will be, if you keep him? She looked at her husband then lowered her eyes. Yes, make him clean his sperm out of me. The woman jerked his leash, put him face up between the man’s legs, his wife moved back on his face and he felt the fluids cover his face and enter his mouth. The wife said, clean it all out, and lick me clean in side slave, if this is what you want, you will hate living life with me.


The weight of her sitting on his face as he sucked the awful stuff, the words she said, he started to weep as he cleaned her.

[macrina]

Great work, thank you. More?

[Pdxrug]

The husband woke up in another bedroom the next morning. He was alone. His body was sore, he could see the heel marks had bruised him, and he still had stickiness on his face. He remembered his wife sitting on his face and he was cleaning her. Nothing else came to mind after that. He was naked, his overnight bag was there, he decided to shower and get dressed planning to go home with his wife and talk to her about how things got twisted on what he wanted. The way the woman had described his desires to his wife and the look in her eyes when she read the letter.

He went to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee that had already been made. He walked around till he found the Psychiatrist and the woman and his wife chatting on the patio outside. He went outside and greeted everyone good morning. The woman replied good morning but pointed for him to sit on the ground. After he sat down he looked up at his wife, her gaze and eyes seemed detached. She wasn’t smiling or acting like she had a good time, just more looking down at him.

The psychiatrist started with what they had been discussing. She told the husband his wife had found a new side of herself and she wanted to continue exploring these feelings. The woman told him they had explained to his wife his confessional letter was not something he wrote, but was what his results showed him to be. He lowered his head in shame and looked at his wife’s bare feet, the sole of the crossed one where he could see it. Then he drifted to the woman’s foot also crossed exposing the sole she had choked him with last night. He was concerned and afraid of where all this was going. The woman then asked the last thing he remembered from last night. He said cleaning her pussy out after sex with the two of them.

The wife then spoke to him. After you cleaned me and gave me another orgasm. The man moved and I stayed on your face. I was so mad at you for never pleasing me like that before. I wanted to smoother you and I let all my anger release trying to hurt you. When you finally passed out beneath me the two of them had to drag me off you and they dragged you to the room you woke up in today. We have been talking about my feeling for the last hour and I don’t want you anymore. I want to enjoy myself like I did last night and you can’t give that to me. You just aren’t what I want.

He was choking up, he couldn’t speak and he was hearing what he was afraid to hear. The woman began speaking quickly. We are suggesting you two have a one month separation. Your wife will leave and travel and visit some friends. Finding herself so to speak. If you choose to and want to try and make the relationship work, which we have serious doubts about based on your wife’s feeling, then you will stay with us for therapy and training to possibly make you more desirable for your wife. Or at least for her to give you a chance and try and prove yourself.

The husband looked up at his wife. I know I have been bad and not a good husband. I really do love you and want you to be happy. I so much want to be part of your life. I will do whatever it takes. I will do what they tell me here and try to be someone you can have feelings for again. Please, give me a chance. Please, I know I don’t deserve it but I can’t live without you. He then lowered his head.

[flatworm00]

Excellent story so far!!! Please continue...

[macrina]

Thank you, great part.

[luvblkpatntspks]

A discription of my life in a nut shell. (well to some extent).

Thanks for a great story

[Pdxrug]

The husband watched as his wife got up and left.

You will stay here for the next three days, said the psychiatrist. When your wife has left your house, you will be allowed to go back. For now you will begin your duties as the house boy. You will clean, do dishes, cook for whoever we have come over and you will be available for their use if they want you. You will no longer have an identity. She threw a full head hood at him. Put it on the woman said. He pulled it on and he had eye holes, a nose hole and a mouth hole. It had a collar built in and he heard the pad lock click on the side as the woman locked him in.

Your first lesson, the psychiatrist went on, is as a submissive or a slave you have no need to be a concern for those who wish to use you. You remember how you made your wife do things that allowed you to enjoy your fetish and fantasy. You treated her that way, even though she didn’t wear your mask. You must learn the way you wanted things done for you, without concern for who you were with. This is how others will see you now. It is so much easier to see you as a tool or meat without them having to know who you are or if you have feelings. Does that make sense to you she asked.

The husband looked up at both of them. He heard the words, but really didn’t understand what she was saying. I didn’t treat my wife that way, did I? He always noticed how both of these women never really showed emotion or any concern or hint of caring. Then they threw the black pair of tight underwear boxers to him. Go undress and put your clothes up. You will wear only this while we are training you here. You will address all who come here with respect. Yes Ma’am or yes Sir. Do you understand? If you don’t show us you are willing to change, we will not recommend your wife gives you another chance.

Yes, I understand and will do anything you say if you will help me get another chance. They both left the house and left him to change and clean.


The wife called her mother in law and started crying. They had always been close and she always helped when she called and made her feel better. After hearing what had happened, the Mother in Law said please come fly out and stay with me. I can help you with what your husband is and could be. She packed and was out of the house that day, flying out to find her life and get some answers.


The husband was in his hood and skin fitting briefs. He had been picking up and cleaning the kitchen when he heard the door open. He walked out and saw the woman back with a man he hadn’t seen before. She was in her work clothes again; pumps, knee length dress and her hair up more. The guy looked nervous and when he saw me he looked stunned. The woman looked at the husband with her cold non caring look and pointed to the floor. The husband got down on his knees, and then decided to lower his face to the floor. He knew she is no nonsense and demanding. She lifted the heel of her pump and put it right on the small of his neck. Pushing her weight down and twisting her heel harshly into his neck. She then looked at the new man with her and said. This is what will happen to you if you can’t come to terms with your wife. We know you love her and she loves you. You want to be like this guy, a non person being humiliated and taken to the lowest depths of humanity because he ignored his wife too long.

The husband couldn’t see up, and his pain threshold was already at its limit as she kept her heel in his neck while she talked to the other guy. The other guy said oh god what are you doing to him. What did he do? The woman spoke again and said he has lost his wife because of his fetish and desire for only his pleasure. Now he hopes we recommend she gives him another chance. He is going to learn about being selfish and only concerned about him. The other man said no, I don’t want this and I do want my wife. The woman said if you don’t change and make her happy this is what you are going to experience because your results show how much you want to be with her. The other guy nodded and she said I will be back in two hours. Find out why he is being treated like this and if you aren’t willing to fix things now before it’s too late. The woman kicked the husband and he went flat on his belly. She then walked back and forth on him as he screamed feeling her heels twist and sink into his back and on his bones. She left leaving the husband moaning in pain and left the new guy with him.


The mother in law picked up the wife at the airport. Hugs and soothing words exchanged as they drove and went to have a late lunch. Drinks were ordered and the small talk ended and both the Mother in Law and the wife were talking about his fetish and his self centered behavior. Finally the Mother in Law came out and said the husband had been like this since he could crawl. He would always play at my feet; get under them, telling me he needed to be punished. This went on his whole life through school, when the mothers of daughters would come over and share what he asked their daughters to do. He wanted feet on him, being punished with feet for being bad, not just with the daughters but with some of the mothers. You can imagine how embarrassed I was during all of this. A rug for them!

The wife said yes. After we got to know each other it was the same. At first I thought it was cute. When we had sex, I would put my feet on his face while he kneeled between my legs on the bed. He would ask for a quickie, my feet on his face while I gave him a hand job. Then it turned into just feet for him and nothing for me. The waitress came over with then next round of drinks and smiled as she heard the wife’s last words. The Mother in Law finally said, his father is the same way. I know we never have talked about this, but I have a woman lover and your Father in Law is nothing but our toy. We let him enjoy our feet and we use his cock, but he is no longer the focus of our relationship. When we go home, if you can take it, I will have him explain what he is and we can decide if you really want to stay with my son, or find a new life without him.


The husband finally recovered from the trampling with the heels and he was finding his pain was always continuing, last night and now today. He turned and addressed the new guy, can I get you anything Sir. The guy looked at him and said sure, beer would be fine. The husband returned with the beer and kneeled. The new guy asked him to explain how he got to this point. After the explanation finished the new guy said, we are alike, although I don’t care about feet, I love to suck cock and my wife found out and now she thinks we should get divorced. But I don’t want to be with a man, or be gay; I just love to suck cock. The husband couldn’t believe his ears. What man would ever want to suck another man’s cock, he felt his fetish was much more normal than his. The husband heard the door open again and a new woman came in. He greeted her, may I get you anything Ma’am. She said where is my husband?

The Husband led her to the living room where her husband was drinking a beer. She went to the open chair sat down and said, get over here slave and you can be my rug after you take your shorts off. He stripped them off, as he said yes Ma’am, laid down and she put her stocking feet on him, his face and his cock. He couldn’t believe how bad they smelled, he always liked clean soft feet and this was terrible. Then her other foot started to stroke his cock, it grew hard as a rock, while her husband watched from across the room.

[Pdxrug]

3.1

The new guy was watching his wife teasing the hooded slaves face and his cock with her stocking feet. The mask really made him unimportant. The new guy just kept looking at the husbands cock grow harder and harder under his wife’s foot. How are you doing honey, she called over to him, seeing this big cock under my foot. Can you control yourself she asked? The new guy looked at his wife and he said its fine, I don’t need his cock I only want you. She said to him, come over here then and kiss my foot on his cock. He walked over and looked at her. You know I don’t have a foot fetish like this guy does. She said I just want you close to it; see if you can really control yourself now. He said fine. He knelt down next to the hooded husband and kissed the top of her foot. She slides her foot off the cock and it popped up and touched his lips. He tried to pull away but it was too much. He started licking the cock, the putting it in his mouth. She had moved her foot to the hooded slave’s stomach and kept the other on his face. So you really want his cock don’t you? He nodded as he swallowed the cock fully in his mouth. She screamed you asshole. She put her foot on top of his head and shoved his face down on the cock. He started choking and gagging. She twisted her other foot on the hood of the slave and said, you better cum in his mouth or I’ll beat the shit out of you. The feeling of the new guy choking and gagging and her stocking foot on his face made him too ready and he shot his spunk in the guy’s mouth over and over. She kept pressing down with her foot then both feet. His head pushed hard into the cock and the sound of him gagging. She finally took her feet of his head and told him to get out right now. It was over. She never wanted to see him again.

The husband just laid on the floor as he heard the new guy leave and door shut behind him, the wife still had her feet on him. She started crying. Then asking, what is wrong with you men. I don’t know who you are but you are the same as him. She started stomping him with her feet. Then she got up and stood on his head. The weight was crushing him and he was already caught off guard when she starting stomping him. Then she stepped up on the chair turned and jumped down on his stomach. There, you like feet you whore. I’ll give you feet. She turned, stepped on his head again then up on the chair and jumped again. Both of her feet squarely landing on his stomach, as she said you and him are the same and I was told I could do anything I want with you. He cried out in pain, he wasn’t ready for this, his stomach wasn’t tense and the wind had been knocked out of him. She kept going, he couldn’t breathe anymore and he was in such agony from the pain. After the 7th time jumping down on him, she turned and stood between his legs. Her stocking covered foot came down and crushed his balls. Again she raised her foot and stomped his balls and cock hard. The man in the hood had become her release. How was this going to make him better, she didn’t care if she killed me. Stomp, his balls on fire as he rolled over and pleaded no more, please no more.

She put her pumps back on, kicked his hooded face two more times, then she just left. As he heard the door close, he couldn’t move, couldn’t stand how painful she was to him. He laid there in a daze wondering what would ever happen with him and his wife.



The wife and Mother in Law finished their drinks and snacks and drove home. When they got there the Mother in Laws female lover was there and her daughter as well. The daughter was 24 finishing her post graduate degree and knew about her mother and the wife’s Mother in Law.
Her Father in Law wasn’t home yet and wine was already out and as they changed into shorts and t-shirts and they all started drinking. It was clear the Mother in Law had already explained the situation to her lover and in turn the lover’s daughter knew. After the first couple glasses of wine the conversation went to the wife’s issues with her husband. The daughter was bi and enjoyed both men and women and the Mother in Law and her lover explained how the Father in Law became their cuckold slave so to speak. Even though his foot fetish had been an issue, it had worked out so the three of them could coexist and have a new household model.

The daughter, who was studying sexual science, said there would be no hope to change the husband. The wife wondered what the options would be for her then. Maybe it was best just for them to divorce. The Mother in Law then confronted her. You know you still love him but you know the relationship isn’t complete. The wife agreed. Like his father, you should consider making him your slave. Find someone else who can satisfy your other needs. Make him work and support you, let him be the dirt under your feet like he wants.

The Mother in Law and her lover said they needed to go to bed and left the daughter and wife finishing the last bottle of wine. The door opened and the Father in Law came in. He knew his daughter in law would be there but not the daughter of his wife’s lover. He was nervous. He gave her hug and said he was sorry to hear about the problems they were having. He went and changed out of his suit and came back out making a scotch and sitting down with them. The daughter then moved over on the couch with him and put her feet on his lap then one foot on the side of his face. He was turning red with embarrassment and the daughter in law looked surprised too. The daughter looked at her and said he is the house slave, he has spent many an evening under my feet haven’t you, you old pervert?

The daughter in law looked and said will I ever get away from this. The daughter got up and sat next to the daughter in law. She then pointed to the floor in front of them. The Father in Law lay down and he felt the four feet find places on his body. The daughter then started teasing the others hair and the first kiss began. The wine and being tired from the trip made the daughter in law give in. As the kissing and fingering found them both very interested in the other, the daughter in law looked down at her feet on her father in law and wondered what kind of family this really was. Eventually the two women left him and went to the guest room and spent the rest of the night together.

[macrina]

Great work, thank you very much. Please next part soon.

[John Blaze]

Great concept and a very well written story. Although the man on man stuff is not my thing. I suspect that there are elements of this story that will appeal to everyone who reads it. Nice work!

[Pdxrug]

Thanks John, I have been enjoying your stories and should have posted something on your threads. I could not do the male on male thing either, but when writing I like to not let my personal limits run the story. Maybe that's why I had her choke him with it, my subconcious saying yuck.

Thanks to all those who have made comments, they are always appreciated.

[Pdxrug]

Morning came and the wife woke up alone in bed. She really slept well. She took a shower and went out to get some coffee. She walked out and there in the kitchen she saw her Father in Law under the table and the three women all had their bare feet on him. The daughter had both her feet on his face, her heels on his forehead the balls over his mouth. The wife said good morning and they all greeted her and she poured a cup of coffee. The Mother in Law told her to pull up a chair and warm her feet up. The wife just stood by the counter and looked down at him. This must be hereditary the wife said, no wonder my husband is the way he is. The daughter said that is actually true. We study this and often when we can find out, one of the parents had the same or similar fetish.

The Mother in Law started sharing how she went through the same thing with her husband. Having a child and with the rest of the relationship being normal, she just decided to put up with her husband like the daughter in law had been doing. When I met my lover here, she convinced me he should just be our slave and let him exist in his fantasy. It really has worked out well. When my daughter started her Masters degree in this area and found it was pretty normal, we started including her being able to enjoy him as well. The wife asked about sex and stuff. The lover said, no she doesn’t, but if she wanted to she could do what she wants with him. He is the house boy, slave, whatever. Works, supports us, sleeps on the floor next to our bed. The mother in law grinned saying it’s nice to have someone to walk all over and not worry about their feelings. Do you two have sex with him? Both of them smiled and said of course. The wife started thinking about her experience with the two therapists and how her husband was used as a slave.

The daughter said to the wife, why don’t you spend the day with me, you can audit a couple of my classes and we can go out for drinks with some of my friends afterwards. The Mother in Law agreed, get your mind off your worries and go have some fun with new people. After all you two just spent the night together getting all sexual. The wife turned red, realizing how open everything was now. How they knew she liked women.

The University she attended was the same one the wife and husband went to. They talked about the wife’s memories and time here. How she met her husband and the friends they made. They went to the first class, the daughter had been talking about how good this professor is and how she recently got her PhD and was the hit in this subject matter. The class started, when the professor came in the wife looked at her hard thinking it couldn’t be her. The daughter then stood and introduced the wife to the class, how she was visiting and was going to audit today. The professor turned and looked. A big smile came over her face as she recognized both the wife and the husband’s last name, knowing it was her.

Today class we are going to talk about threesomes, ones that are acted upon and ones that are just in our minds. I remember at this very school when I was an undergrad. I hung out with this couple dating. They were the steady thing and my relationships were short time enjoyments that never lasted. I remember the guy always flirted with me, but so loved his girlfriend he would never act on it. I remember how he stared at my bare feet all the time and I thought he always wanted to kiss them or worship them. The wife was turning red now, knowing she was talking about her and her husband. The girl however, knew I was bi sexual and we did have a fling she never told her boyfriend about. For me it was easy to continue things with her but she felt guilty about it and keeping it a secret. I want to hear from each of you your thoughts and how you would make things work out so nobody was hurt.

The Professor and the wife kept smiles and eye contact during the comments. When it came to the daughter’s turn she stood up and said. While I would have to know more, most men with a foot fetish also enjoy the thought of submission. I could see the possibility of an new kind of relationship where everyone could still love each other, and the one with the foot fetish also provide a role as a servant or submissive to the other two. Being open and honest and embracing the relationship would be the hurdle, but once done it could be beautiful. The professor made a comment to the daughter but never let her eyes leave the wife. I agree completely and to be honest, I love my feet worshipped and massaged, so any of you out there with a foot fetish be careful, I might tie you up and keep you under my desk. Class dismissed.

The professor walked directly over to the wife and gave her a big hug and then an obvious kiss beyond good to see you. The wife said, Jamie I know you were talking about us. I know. I also never told the part you didn’t know at the time. I let him be my rug and gave him a foot job after we had sex together. The wife goes, that asshole husband of mine, he acted so surprised when I told him about us finally in counseling. The daughter finally said I know a place off campus if you want to get some drinks and catch up on old times. They all agreed and went to the restaurant bar.


They psychiatrist went to the house and found the husband gimping to greet her at the door. OK, take your hood and shorts off let me give you and exam. He removed everything and stood there. She inspected the bruises, marks and redness, checked his ribs, neck and he didn’t appear to have anything serious wrong. You can get dressed, go home and I want to see you at my office every afternoon at 6 when you get off work. You will return here on Friday after work and go home Sunday afternoon this weekend. Understand? He said yes Ma’am, he didn’t know why, but he did drop to his knees and kiss the tops of her sandaled feet, thank you Ma’am. She walked away and left him alone.

He pulled off the hood and saw three days of hair growth and decided to leave it, then gets dressed and decided to go home. He got in the car and saw a set of study material with a note to complete this and it will be the topic of their meeting the next two days.

It felt good to be home, have a drink, go to the Jacuzzi relax watch some TV. He was still thinking of his wife and everything that happened to him since the last office meeting then the house. How could he have screwed everything up so bad? Made her want another man and to just be cruel to him now. He thought about how painful the other women had been to him and how she was always kind to him, how her soft clean feet just felt good resting on him. No jumping, stomping, boot heels, barefoot choking he had experienced from the others. He thought about cleaning another man’s spunk out, or how any man could suck another man’s cock. He was disgusted with everything that had happened, it really was never part of his fantasy. He read the material from the car, had another scotch and smoked a cigar. His body was still hurting. He was tired. It was daylight the next morning and he felt like he just closed his eyes.

The three women were finishing the first round of drinks when the next round came. The daughter said, I can’t believe that was the two of you. I had no idea you knew each other. Jamie just smiled and the wife was still a little surprised to see how Jamie, not a great student then, had become a PhD and was teaching. I would be careful Jamie said to the daughter, should I tell her you like feet and being tied up. The wife looked at the daughter, now wait a minute, I’m confused. Jamie smiles and said, so you are staying at your Mother in Laws house. The wife looked at her and said, you know? When you went home for Winter Break our third year, your husband invited me over. I saw his dad stare at my feet the whole time I was there and how your Mother in Law would joke, if you don’t act right I’ll stand on you in front of the sink while I do dishes. I knew about your Husband and his father’s fetish. It was when I let him be my rug under my feet, gave him a foot job with my feet, but we never had sex, he always said that was just for you. I let him be a foot boy for my girlfriend and I while we made love in front of him. When you got back I didn’t put my feet on him anymore, but he always teased and stared at them.

The wife goes you like doing it then. Jamie said, having my feet worshipped, I love it. Don’t you, having a man who will massage them, kiss them and do whatever you want him to do to have them? The wife thought about it and said, I never asked him to do anything for them, I just put them on him, rubbed his cock with them, put them on his face. Yes I liked the massage; I guess I just never realized it was all harmless. But!!!! It was all he ever wanted to do with me. Our sex life became awful. I hated him for not paying attention to the rest of me, or satisfying me in other ways. Jamie looked at the daughter. What would you do for me, to have me put my feet on you, or walk on you? Anything Ma’am, you know that. Jamie looked at the Wife. I think you just didn’t know how to use the power you had over him love. He would be whatever you wanted to have your feet. I just don’t get it. He has to have feet to do those things. Jamie laughed. All relationships have issues and tradeoffs. I bet he wasn’t real bad the first year or two of marriage. The wife said no he wasn’t. You just thought it would always be like that? The wife said yes. Well, welcome to your first marital crisis. How serious is it, are you breaking up or taking a time out. We are in counseling with a sex specialist. She deals with these kinds of problems. Jamie asked who it was. When the wife told her, I studied under her, she is awesome. Let me call her and see what she can share. Maybe I can give you some advice. As they finish their drinks, Jamie said to the wife, want to stay at my place tonight and catch up. I’ll show you how to manipulate the foot whore here for the best oral sex you ever had; as long as we step on her afterwards. The wife looked at the daughter, are you really this way too?

[macrina]

Thank you, very much. I love your storie.

[Sauur]

I love this story!! Please continue. :)

[Pdxrug]

Thank you for the compliments much appreciated.

[Pdxrug]

Jamie opened the door to her house as the two others followed her in. How about we get in the Jacuzzi and get relaxed before we put our whore to work. The wife laughed, you are serious about this. Jamie looked at the wife and said yes and I’m serious about us sleeping in my bed tonight too. The wife’s feelings from years ago were alive like it was just yesterday; she had always had a crush on Jamie and how open she was. They stripped each other of everything, got bottles of water and got into the very warm water. The daughter walked out a minute later with the portable radio and turned on some soft music. Her body was so hard and firm, she was very attractive, the wife remembered how good she was last night.

The daughter didn’t waste a minute, lifting Jamie’s legs to her lap then raising her right foot up and started sucking her toes. Jamie just leaned back and enjoyed the attention. The wife watched, seeing how the daughter had gone full circle from putting her feet on the Father in Law like he was a doormat to now worshipping the feet of her first bi sexual experience from years ago. As Jamie stretched out, her other foot came up and was planted on the daughter’s breast. The wife watched her face, how she looked like she enjoyed it so much, relaxing and treating the daughter like this was her natural place in life. A foot whore Jamie called her.

The wife then leaned over and starting kissing Jamie’s mouth, the kiss sent chills down her body even in the warm water. She didn’t realize when she moved to kiss Jamie her foot came up between the daughters thighs and slipped on top of her mound. The wife kept kissing Jamie and also kept her foot there, moving it gently as she heard the daughter moaning into Jamie’s toes. Jamie broke the kiss and whispered in the wife’s ear, how much she loved her and never really got over the friendship she had with her and her husband. You two were the best friends I had.

They got out of the water and went back in the house; the daughter brought out towels and started drying off both of them like a servant. They both stood there watching her dry them off and kiss each of their bodies as she did. The wife was really starting to enjoy this, maybe because it was so natural for Jamie and she didn’t feel like it was abnormal to be treated this well. Jamie said to prepare things in the other room and return. They both poured white wine and went back out and sat on the couch, totally naked like it was an everyday experience. The wife got up to go to the bathroom; she peed and drank a glass of water. When she returned the daughter was on the floor face up and Jamie was moving her feet over the top of her body, from her face to sex. She also had a riding crop and was either tapping her nipples or her pussy in a teasing way. The wife picked up her wine and stood to the side watching them. Clearly Jamie was good at this; she was so comfortable using her feet and the crop on the daughter. The daughter would moan in pleasure kissing the soles of Jamie’s feet, feeling them move then rest then the crop smacking her skin making her arch her back up. The wife started looking at Jamie’s feet, she was tall, her feet looked like size 8 ½ or 9, long straight toes, perfect pedicure and not a sign of dry or rough skin anywhere. Jamie looked up at the wife, her eyes glowing, then a smile came across her lips, have you ever put your feet on a woman before. The wife blushed and said no. Jamie stood up on the daughter full weight, and then she stepped off to the wife. Handing the wife the riding crop and giving her a warm kiss and squeezing her ass then straddling the daughters head before she lowered herself down sitting on her face. The wife was still standing there, seeing Jamie covering the girls face and her torso and legs stretched out like a headless body. Come on Jamie said, she loves it first of all and I want you to make her moan and buck like a pony. The wife moved and sat down on the couch, careful not to step on her, then she finally raised both her feet and placed them on the girl’s stomach. When she did the girl spread her legs wide and moaned loudly into Jamie’s pussy. Yes make her moan louder, use the crop on her. The wife was nervous now, she was getting comfortable having her feet on her, but she never had used a crop on anyone. The girl was breathing hard, her breast were rising with each breath, her stomach was tight and rising up and down and her nips were moving like she was waiting for someone to fuck her.

The wife took the crop and ran it up the inside of both of the girl’s thighs and over her mound. She was so wet. She started tapping the crop, very unsure of how to do this and how hard to hit her. Jamie was rocking on the girls face, back and forth her hips moving on her, then the wife started hitting her harder with the crop, tap, tap, tap, tapppppppp, tap tap, tap, tapppppppp, tap, tap, tap, smack! The girl let out a loud groan and Jamie arched and let her weight press down hard on the girls face. Jamie told the wife harder, I want to cum, hit her harder! The wife moved her feet around some, pressing both soles firmly on the girl, the raising the crop, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smaaaaaaaaaaaaack! The girl screamed into Jamie and Jamie grabbed the girls breasts and grinded her face as she screamed out a Yesssssssssssssssss!

The girl lying under the wife’s feet, was panting, like she really did enjoy it, she was hot and flush and her pussy was wet and dripping. The wife picked up her wine and handed Jamie her wine, then moved her feet on top of the girl’s breast, smashing them flat with the soles of her feet as she looked into Jamie’s eyes thinking how hot this was making her. Jamie said it is a two way street love, as the wife smiled back at her. This is who she is and this is what she wants. For me using her is so natural and it makes me feel in control. How does it make you feel? The wife thought for awhile, moving her feet up and down on the girl’s breast, flattening and squishing them. This is so different from what I did to my husband. I do like how it feels, I like how she enjoys it too and having her as a servant is nice.

Before we go to the bedroom for our own sexual delight, I have a student who is not behaving in our workshops and I need her to punish him. Why don’t you let her up and we can watch. The wife smiled moved her feet back to the girls stomach and stood up on top of her like Jamie had. She worked on standing straight without feeling out of balance, it felt like she was standing on her stomach forever as she felt her weight sink into her belly. Finally she felt stable and stepped off. Jamie stood up too and said go get him to the girl. Jamie and the wife went to the kitchen and poured more wine and were kissing and feeling each other up for a bit before returning to the living room.

[L Murray]

Hey brother, great story! can't wait for more...

[Pdxrug]

Jamie and the wife came back out all excited about rediscovering each other sexually and the wife was surprised with what she saw. The daughter had a young man with a hood covering his whole face, only a nose and mouth cut out. He was naked with his hands behind his back tied. Jamie whispered to the wife he has his ears plugged so he can’t see or hear anything, he doesn’t know we are here.

What did he do the wife asked? Our workshops are for grad students who are pursuing this line of work. The first week he was assigned to be with two women to experience sex that way. This week he was to be two men with one women and exploring the intimacies of those type relationships. Well of course he likes the two women, but he refused to do the two guy scene. Why doesn’t he just quit then, the wife asked? We had a meeting after his refusal; she was the one girl in the team. I told him, I understood but would have to drop him from the program and give him an incomplete. As the program director he would not be allowed back in and would have to transfer to another school to complete his Masters. You are so mean Jamie; you really enjoy the power you have over others. She smiled and kissed the wife in front of them. So she asked if he would accept her punishment to stay in the program and be one of the two males for makeup. He decided this was better than starting a program over at another school.

They stood there with their wine watching when the girl, without warning kicked him in the balls and he fell down on his knees, his head at her feet. The wife said, oh god, what are you doing to him. The daughter turned and smiles, putting her foot on his masked head and said, taking a victory pose. Jamie smiled and said, I forgot to tell you she is active on the kick boxing team. Jamie then started snapping pictures. The wife thought this was going too far and said I can’t watch. Jamie held her arm, yes you can as she kissed her and said let’s sit down over here and watch.

She bent over and helped the guy back to his feet. He was still groaning in pain. She kicked his legs apart with her feet then stood back and swung her leg again, his cock and balls a direct hit as her foot stopped. Again he fell to the floor, this time on his side, curling up. She swung her leg again and her barefoot went right into his stomach. He was choking and coughing now, begging for mercy. She rolled him on his back with his knees bent she sat on top of his knees and put her feet on his chest. I’ll give him a break for a minute as she looked at the wife. Trust me he knew what it would cost him to stay in the program. And these pictures will be posted for this session of the workshop if any other man changes his mind. The wife wasn’t used to this much violence and was trying to cope. She looked at Jamie who said it will be fine, as she kept taking pictures. Please, I don’t want to watch this. This is not what I like to see. Jamie said, if you want to punish him you can, but you can’t be too soft on him. The wife shook her head no, staying quiet as the daughter got up and walked up and down him.

The daughter got him back up on his feet. The wife wanted to hide her eyes so she wouldn’t see him kicked in the balls again. But to her surprise the girl started sucking his cock while kneeling in front of him. He got harder and harder, the wife couldn’t tell if she was enjoying it or getting ready to bite his cock. Then a long leather shoe lace came out and was put over his cock, she kept his cock in her mouth sucking and she wrapped it around the base twice. Then she removed her mouth from the very hard throbbing man and wrapped figure eights around his balls, till they were both separated and bound. Finally finishing it off with a knot, she stood up and twisted both his nipples with her nails till he screamed. Jamie looked at the wife. You can help here if you want. The wife looked at her, Jamie got up holding her hand and they walked over to the beaten man. Jamie put a blue pill in his mouth and poured some wine in him to swallow it. This will keep him hard for his punishment. Then Jamie handed the wife the riding crop. I told the girl she could do as she pleases, but if you feel sorry for him, I will let you beat his cock with this, instead of letting him fall to being kicked to death by the girl. The wife looked at the girl knowing she could really hurt him. Jamie whispered, he won’t get a broken rib this way, just a crop on his cock and balls. The wife wasn’t sure. She started tapping his cock with the crop. It would bounce with each tap. He was so hard. If you don’t beat him hard, then the girl gets him back to punish. Beat him or let her have him. The wife started thinking it would be better for him for her to beat his cock than for the daughter to kick him to death.

Smaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack, Smaaaaaaaaaaaaaack, Smaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack, the sound of the crop on his hard cock rang through the room. He was screaming and fell down to his knees. Jamie pushed him over with her foot. Stand on his head; I’ll hold you for balance. The wife looked at Jamie, but knew she couldn’t control this. She put one foot then the other foot stepping up on his head. She was surprised how the mask kept her feet from sliding off. With the help of Jamie she felt her balance; they both sipped wine as her full weight crushed his skull and kissed. You see, you are going to be a natural, Jamie said between kisses. She stepped off after a few minutes and the girl helped him back to his feet.

Jamie looked at the wife, maybe you should stand on the girl to protect this guy, from her punishing him. The wife said yes immediately, she looked at the girl she just slept with the night before and pointed to the floor. She lay down in front of the wife. Jamie had the crop and Smaaaaaaaaaaaaack on his left ball, then Smaaaaaaaaaaaaack on his other. Jamie said stand on her and hold his cock for balance. The wife stepped up on the girl, grabbed the hard cock in her hand and sipped her wine. She couldn’t believe what she was doing. Then Jamie went behind the young man with the thin wooden paddle and Swaaaaaaaaaaaaat, he screamed as the wife held his cock tighter so not to step off the daughter. The wife found herself enjoying holding the cock, and having the young girl who was killing him under her full weight. She moves so one foot covered her face and the other on her belly. She felt the daughter had gone too far and this was good for her. The paddle went down to the back of his thighs, Smaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack, Smaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack, his knees started to buckle, but the wife held the cock tightly and pulled up on it so he wouldn’t go down. She just ground her one foot on the girls face, thinking it was her fault this was happening.

Jamie had beaten him so long; she finally motioned for the wife to come look. She stepped off the girl and let go of the cock, walking behind the young man. She couldn’t believe how red he was, how much pain the paddle had caused. She couldn’t believe how hot she was now. She looked at Jamie, I want his cock. Jamie smiled and said of course. He was pushed down his back, the wife stepped over him and went down, guiding his bound and hard cock inside her. She rode him like she had never ridden a man before. Jamie told the girl to bring the wine back and fill their glasses. Jamie sat in the chair and relaxed watching her old friend learn about people who wanted to serve people, she nodded to the girl. The girl then went and stood on the guy’s chest, moving one foot down to his throat. She had good balance and choking him was just as good for her as kicking his balls. The wife had cum enough times on the hard cock and got up, ignoring the girl and taking Jamie’s hand and going back to her bedroom.

The girl got down on him sitting on his face. She untied his beaten black and blued cock and balls. She stroked his cock several times and watched the color return. She started sucking him again. Working him till her mouth was full of his spunk. She turned opened his mouth with her hands and let the mouthful of his sperm go down his mouth. She made him swallow it all. Thinking to herself he will last longer now, and the Viagra keeping his cock so hard, she hopped on top and used his cock for her best fuck time in a while.

It was six pm and the husband was sitting in the lobby of the psychiatrist office. The woman and man were both there. She had her shoes off, her stocking legs were crossed, and he just stared at her foot dangling in the air. Then he remembered how cruel she was. How the woman’s look of no emotion or concern trampling him scared his so. When the phone rang, she got up, she will see you now. She went to open the door for him, he moved for the door, she stopped him, pick up my shoes and bring them in, as she turned and went into the office for his therapy.

[macrina]

Thank you, great part.

[Pdxrug]

Part 3.5

The husband walked into the office. He saw the Psychiatrist, a woman he hadn’t met and the office woman told him to undress and kneel between the three chairs. The woman stood by him as he undressed. It was her normal non-caring no emotion look.

The husband put her shoes down and started taking off his suit from work. He saw the three of them watching him especially when he finally took off his underwear. The woman took his cock in her hand; the husband jumped and then gently stroked it making it grow hard. She then pointed to the center of the chairs.

He went thinking he would kneel but the new woman quickly grabbed his hard cock and held it firmly as she looked him over. She told the husband to turn around like a model or worse meat for sale. She released his cock and pointed to the floor. He knelt down in the center of the three chairs and the three sets of feet. The new woman wearing boots, the Psychiatrist wearing her sandaled heels and the woman from the office in her tan stocking feet surrounded him while he knelt on the floor.

Well you may still have a chance of being with your wife again, said the Psychiatrist. She has met up with a colleague of mine, Jamie, do you remember her. The husband went pale when he heard the name. Jamie the woman who his wife made love with in college and the woman who enjoyed him, using her feet, when his wife wasn’t there. He never thought she would come into the picture again. He didn’t even know Jamie and his wife made love till just recently.

It turns out they have reconnected, are enjoying each other sexually and your wife is learning to be dominant through Jamie. You see, your wife has moved on without you. I think your only option would be to become a real slave. I think it will be with Jamie and your wife the way I understand it. I told Jamie if she wants to relocate, I would hire her to my staff or recommend her to the local university. As I see it you have two options. You can divorce your wife and move on with your life or go through training to be a slave and see if Jamie and your wife will take you in as their house boy. This means you will financially support them and obey them in whatever they decide to do with you. Maybe even to get to enjoy Jamie’s feet like you used to.

Why don’t you lay down and think about it. The husband laid down and his face ended up under the office woman’s stocking feet. She rested them side by side on his face her heels on his forehead and the arches over her nose, the balls over his mouth and chin. The new woman put one boot over his hard cock, her pointed heel pressing his ball sack up into him then crossed her leg so the weight became more. He heard the Psychiatrist shoes fall on the floor and her bare feet rested on his chest and stomach. The husbands mind was spinning, he love all the feet on him, more than he ever dreamed of. The office woman’s stocking on his face, a cold woman who was attractive and cruel who had tormented him in front of his wife. The soft bare feet of the Doctor resting on his body, while she was older still very attractive. Then the unknown woman, she had a strong air about her, but really hadn’t spoken to him, other than to grab his cock and turn around for her inspection. Her boot sole crushing his cock, pleasure and pain, then he drifted off to his wife.

He remembered back how things used to be. Perfect he thought. He was allowed to be her strong and outwardly good husband. She would keep her feet perfect and soft and how good they felt on him. Then how she became dissatisfied with him and then the counseling nightmare began. Things he had to do now, things he had to go through to keep his wife. Now his wife might not really ever look at him again as a husband and a slave if she moved in with Jamie, who he remembered as a trouble maker.

He could hear them talking but he was lost in thought and didn’t pay attention. It sounded like they were reviewing files and commenting on people. The woman would occasionally rub her stocking feet on his face moving them around. The boot sole would twist and turn his balls feeling more pressure. Then the stocking feet came off his face, and he saw the three women looking down into his eyes as they sat above him in their chairs. What have you decided?




The wife woke up and found Jamie had left for a class. The note said the daughter and the boy from last night would serve her till she returned. She stretched and moved around, then took a shower and dressed in her top and shorts walking out into the kitchen. She found the daughter and the boy both naked and wearing collars. Ms Jamie told us to serve you any way you want. May I get you coffee and something to eat, the daughter said. The wife looked at them and saw the cock half erect. The wife asked what the daughter had done to him after she left.

The grad student was embarrassed and told the wife with a red face. The wife said I don’t like what they did to you, but you made the arrangement with them. The wife looked at the daughter and said go lay down in front of the chair in the living room and wait for me. Then she looked at the grad student and told him to bring her coffee and toast out to her. The wife walked to the living room, stood over and looked down at the daughter, then sat down on put her bare feet on her. The boy brought her coffee and toast and she enjoyed how good the first sip of coffee was. She told the boy to massage her shoulders and for the daughter to rub her legs. She had one foot on her throat and one on her breast. The wife was enjoying how relaxing it was. Enjoying the massages, being waited on and then started thinking about her husband. When the daughter switched to her other leg she moved her foot to her face so she could reach the other one. She thought how her husband used to lay under her feet for hours. Remembering he didn’t do anything except want her to rub his cock with her foot.

The wife thought about how Jamie had such control over people. It was interesting they didn’t seemed forced, but willing. She felt the daughter below massaging her feet and how it was different feeling a woman under the soles of her feet rather than her husband. The daughter’s mother was her mother in laws lover and partner now and her Father in law was their slave. He supported them, served them, including the daughter under her feet. They weren’t what you would consider the typical family structure but it seemed to work. The all seemed happy. They weren’t surprised at all about how her husband like feet, they said it was hereditary even.

Jamie was coming on strong to her and she liked it. Her mind was spinning. All of her feelings and emotions about her husband and Jamie rushed through her mind. Her in-laws and finally therapy, she wondered what her husband was going through as part of his therapy while she was away.




The Husband’s mind came back to reality as he looked up. He stuttered I want to be with my wife. I will do whatever I have to do. The new woman’s boot sole pressed hard on his balls now. The psychiatrist leaned over her feet pressing harder on him; you know that you may only be able to go back as a servant. You may never have the relationship you had before. Your wife could change her mind. Based on my phone call with Jamie though, you will need to be trained and understand the position you may have if she does take you back in some capacity. You may have to serve her if she takes another woman or man as her partner as well. The husband’s heart pounded. The psychiatrist could feel it under the ball of her foot. I don’t want to be with a man. Please, I can’t do it. He started to choke up with tears. The psychiatrist said it will be up to her. Is your answer yes or no? He said yes.

This woman here is Mistress Amy. She runs a school for women and men wanting to be professional dominants. We often provide her with people in therapy who can benefit from her environment. You will go with her and we will see you back in a week on your progress and maybe how things are going with your wife. Amy stood up and told him to get dress after he put the sandals back on the psychiatrist and the shoes on the woman. He carefully put their shoes back on; his cock grew hard as he did this. He had never really put on shoes for a woman before and he found it very erotic. He started thinking was he really a slave?

[Pdxrug]

Part 3.6

The Husband went home and packed clothes for the week. He met Mistress Amy at a coffee shop and after a brief conversation of her expectations; they went to her car and he got in the trunk. He was not supposed to know where her school was. It was dark in the trunk; he could hear the road as they traveled. He was thinking of his work and his life, they had never been about being a slave or being submissive even. He just had the foot fetish and loved it. Now he was starting to feel it was more than his fetish. Was the humiliation of being used in front of others making him hard in front of the Psychiatrists staff, seeing her office woman after the punishment she had giving him and how he was afraid and aroused by her at the same time?

The trunk opened. Amy told him to get his bag and follow her. They had parked in an enclosed multicar garage and they walked down a long hall and walked into a room on the right behind the garage he thought. There were 8 small jail cells. Four on each side facing each other, he saw 2 women next to each other and 4 men on the other side. They all stood up at the bars and watched as he was brought in. Amy told him to strip and put his clothes in his bag. As he stood naked a woman, wearing a form fitting outfit that looked like a uniform came in the other door, took him by the arm and put him in the third cell next to one of the women, the door was shut and locked. The woman picked up the bag and followed Amy out.

He looked at the space it was four feet wide and eight feet long, with a pot to pee in and a wool blanket and no pillow. The floors were wood and he could see this wasn’t going to be easy. The woman next to him came over and started talking about who he was and why he was here. After he had explained to her his story, she explained she had always been a submissive and when she couldn’t find a Mistress or Master to take her in, Mistress Amy said she could stay here and perhaps be bought by one of the guests or students. She pointed to the other female on her other side and said she had agreed to be trained by Mistress Amy for her boyfriend. Then she explained that the two men on the end were released on parole for assaulting women, she went on they aren’t allowed to speak or interact. She gets them for 1 year in this half way house, she giggled. Then the last guy on the end is gay and his Master had lost him in a poker game to Mistress Amy. She always likes one around for the guests. I think your Psychiatrists has an arrangement as she has groups of abused women over for the two low life’s over there and people or couples with relationship problems like you. You aren’t the first one to be put in here voluntarily.

He looked around at the others, the girlfriend on the other side would look at him but then would put her eyes down as if embarrassed. As he looked at the two abusers across the way he felt her hand wrap around his cock. It’s too bad we didn’t know each other before. I would have been a slave for you and your wife and put my feet on you any time you wanted. He turned and looked at her, how her eyes were warm and sincere, his cock was throbbing in her hand and he looked down and saw she did have very nice feet, 8 or 8.5 narrow with long straight toes. He wondered why he didn’t know about all this before and now was it too late?

The jail matron, Ms. Gabby, came in and unlocked the two women the gay guy and the husband. They formed a line as she said time to shower for the 7pm class. The husband followed in line with the others knowing he was going to find out how this all worked soon.



The wife was still daydreaming of what her life would be like. She was enjoying being dominant. How her husband really wasn’t submissive but now he was willing to do anything according to Jamie’s progress reports from the Psychiatrist.

Jamie called on the phone and asked the wife how her morning was going. When she explained how she had the daughter massaging her legs and the male student massaging her shoulders and neck, she just sighed. The wife shared with Jamie how she enjoyed the two of them pleasing her right now and also how she felt so much better reconnecting with Jamie. She was just uncertain about her husband and if she should end things with him for good, take him back, or have a new relationship with him like his mother has with his father. Jamie said not to worry for now, she was going to fly out that way for a lecture at the local University and would stop and see the Psychiatrist. The wife and Jamie were planning diner together that night and the wife was going to drive out to visit her parents for a week.

Jamie hung up the phone. She leaned back in her office chair at school. She had her spiked heels twisting in the student who lay under her desk moaning now from his skin twisting around the spike heel. She was thinking about how the husband and wife would make the perfect relationship for her and how both their local University and the Psychiatrist both wanted her to relocate and work there. Jamie had never admitted to the wife how much she loved the husband and also loved how he was the one who enjoyed her feet so much and how it led her more down the path of being a dominant manipulator.

[L Murray]

Fantastic story!! Can't wait for it to continue....Thanks.

[Pdxrug]

3.7

As they all walked into the showers, 4 shower heads in an open room, Ms Gabby locked the door behind them after she told them you know what to do and teach the new guy, looking at the husband. The woman took the husband by the hand and turned on a shower and started to wash him and shampoo his hair. The gay guy did the same with the girlfriend. After washing they went and got razor blades it was only then the husband noticed how none of them had body hair other than him. The woman came back with succors and a razor and told him she needed to shave him and he would have to help her as well. The husband’s cock grew rock hard as she started holding his pubic hair and cutting it short with the scissors and then shaving the stubble with the razor. He looked over his shoulder and the gay guy was shaving the girlfriend bare at the same time. Other than the hair on his head nothing remained on his body and the girlfriend had started already on the gay guy. The husband looked at the woman and she asked if he wanted to help or if she should just shave herself? He was nervous and didn’t answer right away, but she turned and said why don’t you get on all fours so I can shave, it does help to have a place to sit and put my legs up on. The husband was so hard already he just went down on all fours and quickly he felt the ball of her bare foot pressing between his shoulder blades as she shaved her legs and upper thighs. He kept looking at her feet as she continued with her underarms how nice they were, what it would be like to have had her as a slave and then to lay under her feet too.

They all took a final rinse in the showers and went to the next room, towels were out and they dried each other off. Then there were lotions and body fragrance. The women sat as the two men started to rub their bodies with the lotion from their shoulders to their feet. Then both the women stepped into g-strings and put their own leather collars on around their necks. Then the women switched and the girlfriend came over with the cock cage and put it on the husband’s cock, already hard the sharp spikes on the inside bit his cock at once as she locked the clasp then the little lock on it. The gay guy let out a sharp cry as the woman put his on and locked it in place. Then the girlfriend put a collar on the husband and she smiled saying this is what we do every day for diner, do you have any questions? He shook his head no.

Ms Gabby came back and the husband noticed a key around her neck, thinking that was the key to the cock cages as they formed a line and walked out single file to the hallway going down to the dining room. When they entered the dining room they saw Mistress Amy and three couples sitting at a long narrow table facing out. Mistress Amy nodded to Gabby as they were lined up against the wall. The two couples were wearing eye masks to hide their identities but the other couple was the boyfriend and another woman, as he nodded to his girlfriend against the wall. Ms Gabby walked up to each one and pointed to trays of food, drinks and wine. She gave each one a task and they went and grabbed a tray and went to the table to serve them. The husband was told to walk over and kneel in front of Ms Amy. The husband walked forward and noticed there was a small platform in front of her where he was to kneel. Ms Gabby came and clipped a leash to his collar, took her crop smacking him hard, head down slave and hands behind your back. The husband felt the sting and complied immediately.

Mistress Amy smiles at the husband and begins to tell everyone why he is here. How he still wanted his wife and agreed to do anything to get her back including a life of slavery. The 6 people nodded and smiled all the time looking at him like a dog for the taking. She then explained what had been done to him so far at the training facility, being used and sucking the fluids of another man out of his wife and being beaten and trampled. While he felt humiliated and was turning red his cock was getting so hard the spikes in the cock cage where pressing and making him squirm. They were all watching him suffer in pain and enjoying how hard the humiliation made him. She then went on about his foot fetish, and the results of his psychological evaluation and they all smiled and applauded at the end as Mistress Amy said he could make a fine addition to your stable. The husband looked up when she said that, thinking I am not for sale for someone else, then the thrashing with the crop on his head and neck for raising his head up by Ms Gabby. He could see them sipping their wine and chewing on food as he was beaten with the crop they all looked like vultures ready to eat the flesh off his bones. Mistress Amy told Gabby to introduce him to the group and then take him to the training room for the first Mistress Candidate Kim Chow.

Ms Gabby jerked the leash and it was clear he was supposed to be on all fours the way she pushed him down. He crawled behind her to the first couple the boyfriend and woman. She kicked his ribs with her boot and said you will kiss their feet till they say you are done. First she took him to the boyfriend and the husband started kissing his biker boots, he waved his hand to Gabby and she shoved him to the bare feet of the woman as she crossed her legs. He started to kiss the top of her foot on the floor as he saw the other bare foot dangle overhead, covered with dirt and black filth like she never wore shoes. The man looked at Ms Gabby and said have him lick the dirt off my sister’s soles, the husband choked thinking how disgusting this was. This was his sister, his cock grew hard and the pain started again from the spikes in the cock cage. He turned his face up and grew closer but couldn’t stick his tongue out. The sister said I don’t feel anything and then Ms Gabby started to beat his back hard with the crop. He yelped and pushed face up. He tasted the grime of her foot he thought he would throw up it was so bad. He saw the girlfriend standing next to him recognizing her feet as she poured more wine. The sister said to the girlfriend, I can’t wait for you to come back, I have missed you, but I’m sure you will know how to be a better slave than you were before. The girlfriend nodded as she moved to Mistress Amy to refill her wine glass. The filth was disgusting and the husband felt so sorry the girlfriend would be returned to such evil siblings as these too. As he started to see the flesh of her sole after licking all the crap off she waved her hand. A bowl of water was placed in front of him and a towel, Ms Gabby told him to wash his mouth off and continue.

Mistress Amy waved him off and he went to the next couple. He saw the patent leather dress shoes on the man and placed kisses on them before he felt the leash move him to the sandaled stocking feet of the woman. They clearly had money as their shoes were very expensive and must have been used to servants as they didn’t seem to care much about the husband at all. After a minute or two the woman waved her hand and the final couple came into view. They appeared more casual but when he went to kiss the man’s feet he was nudged and pushed in front of the slides of the woman’s bare feet. As the husband lowered his head he felt her shoe come down and push his face to the floor then she slipped her bare foot out of the heeled slide and pushed her toes to his lips as he opened his mouth and started to suck her toes. Her feet were very attractive and well taken care of. Soft and clean she just acted like this was an everyday thing to have a man under her heel sucking her toes. He then heard her speak saying, (the husband’s name), I always thought you liked feet you pervert, I’ll have to stop by and visit you at work to see if you are such a good slave at the office. He almost choked hearing what she said. This was someone he knew. Who was it he asked himself? His cock was hard and pressing on the points inside the cock cage, why was he so damn hard, why was this humiliation making him such a horny man. He felt her heel grinding on the side of his face as her toes stayed in his mouth till the light went dim and the leash was pulled as he crawled away from the table.

He was led out of the dining room still crawling on all fours and taken to the next room where he saw a tall Chinese/Asian woman, black knee high boots, a red plaid mini skirt and a black leather corset showing breast pouring out that must have cost a fortune, as he never saw breast this large on an Asian woman before. Ms Gabby handed her the leash and key to the cock cage as she left returning to the dining room. The dining room had been dimmed more, the other slaves where under the table orally worshipping the diner party guests and they could see through the one way glass wall watching Candidate Kim Chow and the husband as she was ready to begin her testing as a future Professional Dominatrix. She had the husband stand up, unlocked and removed the cock cage, pushed his body against the one way glass wall, with one hand grab him by the hair pulling his head back and the other hand grabbing his balls squeezing them tight, his legs ready to give out, she whispers in his ear, this is exam 3, punishing a slave for an owner, I will show you no mercy there will be no safe word.

[superpower34]

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[macrina]

Great, thank you.

[Pdxrug]

3.8

Kim knew about the one way glass. She had been told these three couples were important to her and they all wanted to see if enjoying a show would have them spend more time and money with her. They along with Ms Amy and Ms Gabby would be filling out a score card on how she performed and entertained the guest without regard to the sub. This time it wasn’t about the sub.

Kim Chow released her grip on the husband, turned him around and then kneed him in the balls watching him collapse on the floor in the fetal position. She let him recover a bit then bent down and strapped his ankles forcing his legs wide apart then sat down straddling his chest as she reached over and strapped down his wrist. He was spread eagle and bound as she stood up placing a boot on his face and smiling into the glass. The husband looked into the mirror as he saw the tall Asian standing above him, his face turned to the side and her boot sole and heel grinding down on the side of his face. He had never liked to be under shoes or boots. He wondered if his wife would see all the things being done to him, things he didn’t enjoy and give him a chance to be back with her, to just feel her soft sexy feet on him again. He came back to reality when he felt her other boot no his face as she stood on his head full weight leaning on the glass. He thought his head was going to burst. Kim Chow was starting to do the twist on his head and face, knees bent; twisting the boots back and forth on his face as the husbands loud painful sounds filled the dining room.

The woman in the stocking feet pulled a chair up and sat down 10 feet away from the one way glass and motioned for the gay boy to come over and kneel at her feet. She was easily over 50, she looked just like Sela Ward her eyes and the look on her face always showing a glimmer of a smile but not revealing what was going through her mind. Then the male she was with came over and stood behind her chair. He was late twenties early thirties, very much eye candy and a kept man. She was easily 25 years older than him and by his quiet none invasive demeanor he was clearly a sex slave and not a Dom. The woman looked down at the gay boy and softly asked if he had served a woman before. He shook his head no, said he had always been a submissive to men. The woman said she was looking for a younger personal servant and while he was of legal age she wanted him to look as young as possible if she purchased him from Mistress Amy. He swallowed hard and looked back down at her feet. She lifted her left foot up and pressed the heel of her sandal into his chest pushing him down on his back. She then put the heel of her other shoe inside the cock cage and started to twist it. He moaned softly on the floor as she sipped her wine and watched the show, occasionally smiling down at the young boy being tormented by her sharp heels.

Kim Chow turned and starting walking up and down on the husband, her boots did not have sharp heels but her size was clearly making the husband suffer. She always stepped on and twisted his cock and balls which provided the loudest screams as he struggled on the floor, bound and unable to turn or escape. Kim knowing the others were out there would look into the mirror as if she was admiring herself, but knowing they were all watching and for her to make the kind of money she wanted she had to make this count. As she walked down she finally stepped off the husband and turned standing between his spread legs. She lifted her boot and did nothing but grind his cock and balls while he screamed. She hoped his genuine suffering would arouse the judges and get high scores. The husband was thinking about how he would pass out. He had not really gotten into condition for being trampled and each time she stepped on him his stomach got weaker and weaker her boot feeling as if it would pass through him to his spine. The woman was clearly getting more excited as she moved her heel from the boy’s chest to his throat and face. She whispered to the man behind her to pull his cock out and start stroking it.

The Brother and Sister, who had been enjoying the girlfriend orally pleasing them both, pushed her away and motioned for the other female sub to come over. Ms Gabby immediately told the girlfriend to take the wine and fill everyone’s glasses as Gabby clipped the leash and brought the sub woman over to the siblings.

The couple on the end, bare feet and slides, was talking to Ms Amy. Cleary the woman wanted to get the husband, but Ms Amy insisted he wasn’t available for purchase at this time. She did say something may be worked out for a 3 or 4 day rental. The couple chatted a bit and her husband finally said, you know I have no use for a male slave. The wife retorted yes but we have had a female slave and while you enjoy it I want to have him, as she pointed at the husband. Ms Amy said he is sincerely trying to get back with his wife, wouldn’t you rather have another male slave I could arrange. She clearly said, I want him even if it is only for a few days. He is so different at work, his arrogance and attitude make me crazy, and his performance has been too good for anyone to consider getting rid of him. Seeing him like this makes me want to enjoy him as my slave. In fact I want to go walk on him when she takes her first break. Ms Amy smiled and said you know you can, she will be breaking shortly as he has no endurance yet. Perhaps you can enjoy his mouth and tongue before she starts back up also.

The bell sounded and Kim Chow looked up. She took her boot off his balls and walked out, leaving the husband laying there already badly abused. She walked out and started greeting the guest. She was a very tall and stunning woman and her outfit, long legs and long silky black hair made her very desirable. She went down to the siblings and Gabby handed Kim the leash of the sub woman. She then gave a hug to the brother and sister and mentioned how she enjoyed working with the girlfriend. Kim said she has so much potential. The Boyfriend smiled and said she was learning more every time they came over. How he was pleased with her progress. The Sister said her oral skills are much better, did you teach her that. Kim blushed and said I do have her work on that. She starts at my toes and works her way up my long legs, she giggled. What about this one the Sister asked Kim. Kim said she was well trained but had not been very successful as a one on one personal slave. While she definitely wants to be placed again we are concerned about the chemistry and if she would be returned again. The Sister looked at her up and down saying she didn’t do much to arouse her. Kim agreed, she is pretty and obedient but something is lacking. The Sister said I would like to see how good you kiss but you are so dang tall I don’t think I could reach you. Kim smiled and then looked at the woman on the end of the leash, down on your back. Why don’t you stand on her Kim said to the Sister so we are closer in height. I like how you think the sister said, as she stepped up and put the other dirty foot on the woman’s face. Why don’t you clean this one while you are down there? Kim and the Sister closer now in height, started to hug and kiss while the Boyfriend watched and enjoyed the action.

The woman with the slides walked around and into the other room and stood by the husband breathing hard and tied to the floor. She pulled a chair up from the side sat down and looked down at him. How are you doing she asked. He opened his eyes and looked up at the woman sitting above him with her mask on. Who are you, where do you know me from? She lifted her right foot and put the heel of her slide in his mouth then slowly slipped her foot out. She repeated it with the other slide as he turned his head out to let the shoes fall next to his head. She then put her soft bare feet on him one on his throat and the other on his belly. She leaned forward putting her elbows on her knees looking down on him. We all had wondered what had happened to you; your wife being gone so long, taking all these days off work. Now I find out you like feet and willing to be a slave, I think I could share you with the other woman at work too. I have already put an offer to buy you. How would you feel about being under my feet, she wiggled her toes, looking down at him knowing he didn’t know who she was other than the work connection? I work with you, he asked. Yes you do and from now on we will be spending time in my office with a locked door. He looked up trying to see her better, when she pulled the mask off her face and her big beautiful smile formed he whimpered. She was the Executive Administrator to the president of his company with 15 administrative staff reporting to her. He had not been pleasant to her or her employees at work when things were late. I wonder how many of them will enjoy their revenge with you. In fact, I’ll have a department party over at my home when I get you this weekend and they will all get to see what you are. How does that sound slave? She moved her feet, got up, straddling his head sitting down and riding his face till she orgasm, the group in the dining room watching the hole time.

Kim Chow finally broke the kiss. Did you use his girlfriend like this before, she asked the sister. The sister said no, but she would be enjoying her feet worshipped and used for punishment after tonight. Kim looked down at the red face of the woman sub on the floor; maybe you should check her out while your brother’s girlfriend is in training. Hmmm, the Sister looked down at the woman starting to walk around on her, maybe, I could use practice with my flogger and I’m sure she would make a good bathroom pet. Kim Chow walked down to the man alone watching his wife ride the face of the husband tied up.

I see she is enjoying herself, Kim said to him. Yes, she said he is a jerk and the thought of using him is all she can think of. What about you, you look like you would be a fun partner too, Kim said. Well I don’t care for male slaves and we just had our female slave move. Well I am not a slave, but if you would enjoy being used for sex for me, while your wife torments her co worker in there I would be happy to tie you up and make you cum all over. She smiled kissing his mouth. Hmmm, I have to admit watching you in there made me envy that poor sucker. Just as long as you know I am not into pain or punishment, Kim looked deep into his eyes, of course not, but we can find out what you enjoy and what limits you have. Maybe you should rent both of us together, she said. We will see was his reply.

Kim looked again to the one way glass and saw the woman still riding the husbands face and walked over to the older woman with two men. She saw her heels in the boy, one in his cock cage and the other on his face. Kim said hello to them, she knew the older woman was a regular customer of Ms Amy’s and needed to be happy. The woman looked up at Kim Chow and nodded, I know you aren’t a sub but rather than have me look up why don’t you kneel down on the boy and tell me about his training. Kim looked at her and smiled, she bent down and her stocking knees landed on the boy’s stomach, she could feel them sink in him being small and skinny. The woman said thank you so much. I was enjoying your use of the slave in there so much I thought I would watch closer and enjoy this youngster. I am interested in taking him home. Kim Chow indicated he had been used by her a couple times, as a cuckold, as a slave with the training Dom and herself. She then said I have taken him for pure sex a couple times, and as a personal house maid. He is proficient in doing hair and nails, bathing, laying out clothing etc. To be honest a gay man is much better at these things than a straight man is. The woman took her foot off his face and asked him as he suffered under the knees of Kim Chow. If I buy you, can you serve without the need of a Male Master? Ms Amy then walked over. I know what you want and he would be perfect for you. He is young, 19 years old, although he looks much younger the way you like. He has been used for sex by the women, he performs but he will always lust for a man. I remember when I sold you this one a few years ago, you asked me to find another younger than him. He won’t last long as the gay Doms will snatch him up. Fine, what is your best price she asked Amy? You already have it, but if you feel it is too much, I will have him returned to his cell as the others have no interest in him tonight. She looked up at her boy toy and said let him suck you, I want to see how passionate he is. Kim got up, the woman too her feet off and the boy was put to his knees and started sucking the older man he might be serving with. Take his cock cage off Kim; I want to see how big he really is. Kim knelt down and took the cage off. She slipped her sandals off and started running her stocking foot up and down his cock as he sucked the other man. When the man came in the boys mouth he swallowed it all and then laid back down on the floor and placed the woman’s stocking feet on his body. I will be what you want Mistress; I will not be a disappointment to you. She looked down at him and his act of humility. While I am not really into inflicting pain on my pets young man, if you disappoint me, you will learn how cruel I beating I can give you and how long it will take for you to recover. The woman stood up full weight on the boy, pointed to her other male to pick up her shoes. I will take him Amy; can I pick him up in two days? Yes, he will be ready Amy said, Gabby, take him back and make sure he is ready. Amy looked at the woman and said we will settle when you come to pick him up.

Kim looked in the room seeing the woman was now standing barefoot and walking all over the husband, talking and teasing him. Ms Amy told Kim it was alright and she could go now. Kim worried about her scores as she hadn’t gotten to continue her performance. Kim walked out when the man watching his wife use the husband said, I will make arrangements for you through Amy. As you should know I control the money in our house and while I indulge my wife as you can see, my score to Amy will be held till you perform with me. Kim had a big smile as she acknowledged to the man she understood completely.

Mistress Amy walked over to the siblings who were still using the sub woman and now the girlfriend and said I think we are done for the night. Would you like one of them for the night and you can return them tomorrow. The Sister immediately said, we will take our pet home. She has forgotten what it is like to serve us and she needs a reminder. You can keep the sub woman; she didn’t do anything to excite me even though she did what was asked well. Gabby took the girlfriend back to get her things and to meet the brother and sister out in the garage. The woman trampling the husband put her slides back on and walked back to the dining room seeing the group leaving. She hugged her husband and said if we can’t own him, we can at least have him over a few times. The man said he would arrange it with Amy and the two of them left. It was just the three of them now. Amy and the sub woman walked into the play room looking at the husband bruised and abused still tied spread eagle to the floor. Amy said why don’t you release him and go back to your cells. Amy left and it was now just the two of them. She looked down at the husband and wondered how he was feeling. Are you ok she asked? The husband nodded, yes my co worker didn’t weigh as much as Kim and her bare feet were much easier to take than the boots.

The sub woman went on, you sound like you are very successful. Do you really think your wife will take you back? He said he didn’t know for sure but didn’t want to face that. She stood up next to him. She let her bare foot softly caress his face and body. The husband didn’t think he would want anything else but found himself enjoying how gentle she was and how nice the sole of her foot was. Then when she started to stroke his cock with her foot he immediately got hard. She asked does it hurt. He said no, he was surprised after all the damage the boot had done to him. She then removed the straps and helped him up and to sit in the chair the co worker had just used. He was tired and worn out. She knew she didn’t have much time before someone came back. She knelt between his legs and took his cock in her mouth. She started to suck and tongue his sore cock. He sat back and felt the pleasure even though his body ached everywhere. She sucked and sucked and ran her tongue along the bottom of his shaft. It didn’t take long and he shot a huge load and she drank it all down. She said we better go or we will get in trouble. She helped him back to the cell, laid his blanket out and gave him her blanket to use as a pillow. When he lay down she left and locked his door. She went to the gay boy and asked if he was alright with everything, and he answer yes, he was excited the older woman reminded him of his mother and being her slave would be very different. She went back to her cell, closed and locked the door leaving the key in. She had no blanket now and the floor was cold. She was thinking why she hadn’t found someone like the husband. She would make him such a good slave.

Gabby came and walked down the aisle, taking the key out of the last door and turning the dim lights out. The sound of Gabby locking the door to the room as she left was the finally sound they heard.

[L Murray]

Pdxrug,
Will there be a 3.9? Will the husband end up a slave to wife and ex-girlfriend?

[Pdxrug]

3.9

The wife had driven to her old home to spend the weekend with her parents. Her family was the perfect upper middle class (White Anglo Saxon Protestants) in a gated community of larger homes. The home coming was great, family diner, remembering old times and vacations and just being in a safe and secure environment made the wife feel great. Sunday morning her father’s scheduled golf game called for them all to go to the country club and have brunch while her father played with his regular team. Looking around you would never suspect any of the members were strange or deviant or have fetishes. The mother finally asked her if she wanted to talk about it. Meaning why her husband wasn’t with her and the unscheduled visit and clearly she could sense her daughter needed to talk. The mother asked, is he having an affair or are you? The daughter asked if they could go outside to a quiet area on the patio and have a round of screwdrivers?

The daughter slowly started talking about it and once she started she finally let everything come out. Her husband’s fetish, the separation, what happened at her in laws and reconnecting with Jamie and the experiences with dominating others. The mother listened and didn’t say anything. Nodding, they ordered another round of screwdrivers and the mother waited for her daughter’s complete confession. It was a warm day and they both were wearing shorts and thongs on their feet. Her mother finally said, I never understood how a foot could be such a sexual thing. They looked at each other and both started to laugh. The drinks were making the conversation much more relaxed and gave the daughter a chance to catch her breath.

The mother finally asked, what do you want to do? Your father and I will support you whatever you decide. The wife said even if I take Jamie as a lover and make my husband our slave. The mother asked, is anyone being forced to do something they don’t want to do. The wife said no, not really, although her relationship with her husband would never be the same. The mother asked do you want him out of your life. The wife said no not really, but I don’t think of him as an equal or a partner anymore. Sounds like a good slave to me the mother said and they both started laughing harder. I don’t think we should share this with your father. He doesn’t have a kinky bone in his body and has only cared about work and golf most of our married life. Don’t get me wrong but you are old enough now to let you know, I have enjoyed boys on the side so to speak, but they are just an indulgence not a replacement for what your father and I have and I do love him and we will be together forever. The wife asked if her father knew and the mother said if he does he understands and doesn’t let it get in the way. The mother asked, did you know Jamie had a crush on your husband for a while and wanted him. The wife said she thought so but he had always put her first. Perhaps you could see him as a slave but still a partner and a real part of your life. You should know you can always get a divorce but it’s very hard to replace something you got once you go down that road. If you decide to stay together, you should set the rules but don’t shut him out like the human foot stool he wants to be. Make him part of your life and conversation still. The daughter hugged her mom and went back to the house and enjoyed a day by the pool relaxing and chatting.


Jamie had flown out and met with the University about the position they wanted her for. Then her and the Psychiatrist had lunch and talked about the husband and working together. They finished lunch and agreed to have Jamie go visit Amy’s school and have a meeting with the husband.

The cab dropped Jamie off in front of the estate that Ms Amy ran her school from. She went up to the door and it was opened by a servant who showed Jamie to the outdoor patio already set up with refreshments and snacks. The view of the landscaped grounds was beautiful. Jamie sat and waited for Ms Amy to come out as a male and female kneeled on each side of the patio to fetch anything Jamie would desire. Amy came out and greeted Jamie and after some pleasantries and conversation they began discussing the husband.

Amy said it was clear the husband really loved his wife and would suffer anything to be back with her. Jamie smiled and said he has always been that way, even when I tried to get him for myself. Amy shared that he had been in a cell with a long time slave of hers who has been trying to get a jail house confession about what he really wants. She confirms he would do anything to get his wife back. Amy told Jamie she has also fallen for him, just like you did it would seem. Jamie smiled, is this sub available too? Amy went on to explain her history and how she always did everything correctly per her training she just never seemed to stick with anyone she had been placed with. It was never doing anything wrong; they just didn’t bond with her. There is a training school in New England who feels they might have more luck placing her and they will buy or trade for her. I haven’t had the heart to tell her but she is property and knows her place in life.

I would like to talk to her after the husband if you don’t mind. Amy said of course and left as Jamie waited for the husband to be brought up. Jamie’s mind was running wild with all the possibilities. To be with the two people she always loved and to still enjoy Domination and perhaps a fem slave to join the family she was plotting with the husband and wife. She was so jealous how her old professor had set up a perfect relationship with her patients and Ms Amy’s school. Her thoughts were interrupted as Gabby brought the husband up on a leash, naked and forced to kneel in front of Jamie. She smiled and held her hand out for the leash. I’ll take him thank you; Gabby turned and left them alone.

Well, well, look at you now, she picked up the iced tea and sipped it as her crossed legged let the pump dangle off her toes as she looked at her old friend.


The wife enjoyed the next couple of days at her parents then drove back to her in laws ready to make a decision. The drive gave her time to think about what Jamie had proposed. How the two of them and the husband would create the new age relationship in the changing world of privileged and slaves. She knew Jamie had planned to see her husband and decide if the job positions were the right move to make a decision. She had such strong feelings for Jamie and how strong she made her feel. After she thought about it, if people want to submit for my pleasure why shouldn’t I let them? Just not like before to please my husband, but to please me and my desires first.



Jamie looked at the marks on his body and could see he was being used without regard for his pleasure. She let her shoe fall off her toes and put her toes across his lips. Suck them slave. The husband knowing he had to obey but also knew he was being manipulated by his old friend. Your wife and I have been enjoying a sexual relationship you no longer could provide her, as she pushed her toes into his mouth. She felt his sucking as she so enjoyed seeing him broken and easy to guide for her own purposes. We are going to live together as lovers and she asked me to decide what to do with you. She no longer cares what happens to you. Jamie was going to finish breaking him now. I guess, the only way you could ever be close to her again is if I take responsibility for you. I will be accepting a position with your Psychiatrist and teaching at the local University.

Jamie looked as a tear went down his face as he sucked on the toes in his mouth. She wiggled them enjoying how weak he was and how vulnerable he was for exploitation. You remember how much I wanted you. How I enjoyed using my feet and jacking you off with them. Then you told me we couldn’t do it again once your wife was back at school, you remember that as she pulled her toes out and slapped his face with the sole of her foot. Your wife has been enjoying the cocks of men at your parents place. She really doesn’t need you anymore for anything. Now that she found how many will be her servant without reward and not just play act like you do. You really don’t have much of a chance with her. He mumbled the words, “please what do I have to do Ma’am”, Jamie’s face relaxed as she knew her control over him would be permanent.

Jamie took the contract out that Ms Amy had provided for a person to sign power of attorney over themselves and to be the property of the contract holder. Come sit up here at the table. The husband slowly got up and sat at the table across from Jamie. Go ahead, eat and drink, we can talk now as you will have to make a big decision. A decision if you accept will make you property and not an independent person ever again. The husband ate the much better food and enjoyed a cold beer in a bucket of ice on the table.

The husband started talking. I know I made mistakes and took advantage of things. I have been going through hell trying to prove I can change and be a good caring husband. Jamie nodded with an evil grin on her face. The husband said I couldn’t be at your feet anymore when she came back because I have always loved you as more than a friend and knew I wouldn’t be able to resist you if we continued. Jamie smiled saying it made her feel better after all these years. I always liked you didn’t think my liking your feet was weird or perverted. Jamie said it had put on a path of becoming a Dominatrix and taking advantage of men and women like him. His cock was growing hard even though it was still sore from the other day. Jamie said that his wife and she were going to be a couple. She has already started using men and women as subs and his father had been under his wife’s feet. The husband was pale now hearing everything that had happened since his wife left.

Would you like to speak with your wife before you decide, Jamie asked. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed. The wife answered and Jamie brought her up to speed and the husband was sitting across from her now, Jamie spoke the code word to the wife so she knew her husband was broken and ready to be their slave. Finally Jamie handed the cell phone to the husband and the husband breaking down said hello, please take me back I will do anything, be anything I will be good to you for the rest of my life darling please. The wife heard her husband and her emotions did rise up but she had agreed with Jamie how to play this out. She finally said, if Jamie wants to own you I will tolerate it but you are no longer my husband, only a slave, and not like you were before, a real slave. Otherwise we are done. The phone clicked off as the husband was now just totally broken. He could be back but never like before. He handed the phone back and opened another beer and sat there spaced out lost in thought.

Jamie knew the wife had done her part. She pushed the contract and a pen across the table to the husband. He looked at Jamie. He did have deep feelings for her that had been repressed for years. He knew how she could twist and churn trouble and easily she could be someone who wanted to own another person. I’ll never see my wife again if I don’t do this will I. Jamie said it isn’t likely; you will be released if you wish or I understand some others have interest in you, but up till now, you have been doing this voluntarily. If you sign I will decide your future. If you don’t, I will enjoy living life with your wife my new life partner. His hand picked up the pen, knowing it was this or nothing and he so much wanted to see her again, his hand shaking he finished his beer and signed. Jamie picked up the contract looked at it and smiled. She motioned for the male on his knees to come over and she handed the husbands leash to him. Take him back and tell your Mistress Amy is available for sale at your next auction. The husband yelled and struggled but the other man was too much and beat him down dragging him by the collar to his cell.

[Aramis]

Wow, what a cruel ending. Or is it over? Thanks for the story.

[Pdxrug]

Hell no it's not over, she is just fucking with him. But glad someone is following the story. LOL

[L Murray]

OK you have had me hooked for awhile! I love this story....

[dalamar]

This is great. Thank you! Please continue. I'm really enjoying this story and want to see how it ends for the husband. Great writing. Very intriguing. Thanks!

[Pdxrug]

Part 4

Wife and Jamie return

Jamie got back from her trip, went to the university and made the final arrangements for her associate professor to take over and finish the remainder of the graduate project. She called the daughter and gave her instructions about her place and belongings. As she finished up with her class, she called the wife at her in-laws and told her she is accepting her new positions and wanted to have diner and make the final decision about the two of them. The wife agreed to meet her at the restaurant and then hung up.

The wife kept her feet on her father in law after she hung up, while she talked to her Mother in laws lover. Her feet were also on him. The wife was joking like father like son and now she and Jamie were like Mother and daughter in law. Both of them talked about the relationship, how it evolves over time and how even her daughter enjoys being under the feet of women but also likes dominating men. The wife asked about how with her husband being trained as a slave, it wasn’t starting the same way as their relationship. She said it might be better for you and Jamie. It sounds like he really loves you going through everything. Now he thinks he will be sold and you and Jamie will go off with your lives without him. You will know for sure if you keep him, he will accept his role in your relationship. The wife nodded. The wife commented on the day when both the father and son would be used together by the four women. I wonder how he would feel to have his mother’s feet on his face; she grinned and said I need to get ready for diner.

The husband was in his cell when Mistress Amy came in and said you need to leave and go back to work. She showed him the contract he had signed earlier. When you return to work you will submit to Gloria, she has put a retainer on you. The husband realized Gloria, who was in management at work could be trouble. She reported to the president of his company and was in a powerful position. She made it clear as she used him, he would suffer under her. He looked up at Ms Amy from his knees and asked if he had no chance of being with his wife again. Amy looked down at him. Everyone knows you love your wife and have endured so much to be with her again, including signing your life away. Jamie and your wife appear to be a couple now. Jamie is moving here. Would you rather belong to others who want you or be road kill for your wife’s new lover? I don’t know what will happen to you, but I do believe you will be a good slave.

The husband went home Sunday night in the trunk of a car, being let out in his driveway with his bag. He went into his house and showered, enjoyed drinks and wondered about his life and what had happened. He wrote a letter to his wife. He spelled out how he was wrong and how he was so sorry. He knew he would be sold to someone at work or to another. He finished the letter and mailed it to the Psychiatrist hoping she would give it to his wife.

When he arrived at work on Monday morning, Gloria was waiting in his office; she had her shoes off and feet propped up on his desk. He closed the door behind him as he walked in. She pointed to her feet and he went over kneeled and kissed the stocking soles of her feet. She quickly let him know, I will own you soon and you will suffer the way you have made all my ladies suffer here at work. He shuddered with her words. You have an appointment with the VP of Product Development at 2pm. It will be so nice to enjoy you in your office as the executive slave to my girls.

He knew Puja, the VP and went into her office on time. Puja was a very tall woman from India. Long black hair 5’11” she always wore short skirts or dresses, her long legs and her feet always in sandaled heels. He had always looked at her feet, but was careful as she was too important to get in trouble with.

He went in and sat down noticing it was just the two of them. She had a very pretty face, while she had a very light brown skin tone it was clear she was of Indian decent. She began saying we need to review our plants in India and how to deal with operations there. He was attentive, but being away so much was not up to speed. Puja started to explain that the caste system in India was very different than the labor force in the USA. In fact, not so long ago they would have been slaves to the upper caste of the country. The husband fidgeted in his seat hearing the word slave. Puja said, don’t misunderstand, most of them felt their place as to be under the feet of the upper caste. If you ever study Indian religion and artifacts, Shiva always had someone under her feet. She looked at the husband and said, you know my name Puja means worship in India. The husband was trying so hard not to look at her crossed leg and the long narrow foot encased in the open sandaled heel.

She looked at him and continued with her British accent. Are you ok? She stood up and walked over towards him. You look pale, are you feeling sick? Puja’s phone buzzed, she pressed the button so it went on speaker phone and it was Gloria. Hello, is the executive slave their yet? Puja answered, yes he is Gloria, come join us when you can.


Diner was so nice. The wife and Jamie had already really decided this was a done deal. They discussed the daughter and the wife’s in-laws. Then it came to discussing the husband. Jamie asked her what she really wanted to do. The wife said finally, I want to try it. I would like having him as our slave. Jamie went on that there were others who wanted to buy him. You said you wanted him too, the wife said. I do, Jamie responded. You know I have more experience than you do with this kind of mental anguish he is going through. Would you mind if I tortured him mentally, while at the same time letting him know if he fails us he will be with some other women who will not be so kind to him. The wife nodded, but I want him to know the next time my feet rest on him, it is not the way it was before for his fetish! The continued sipping wine and finishing diner.

[Pdxrug]

4.1

Jamie and the wife arrived in town on a Friday. The husband would be going back to Ms Amy’s school after work. He had spent a week suffering with Gloria and her staff. While the auction he would be sold at wasn’t for another two weeks, he had been told to pack extra as he would be spending the following week living at Gloria’s while her husband was away on a business trip. He arrived and was taken to his cell next to the woman slave and the girlfriend next to her who had been returned by the brother and sister.

The woman came over to the bars and talked with the husband. She finally told him her name was Kay even though they didn’t use names at the training school. They chatted about how both of them had ended up here, how sorry she was he wasn’t going to be returned to his wife but sold, most likely to Gloria, but to the highest bidder. How he had been tricked by Jamie believing he would be able to be with his wife again.

Kay had been used several times during the week, but Kay was finally accepting other than being a body for use, none of the dominants had really clicked with her and she thought her future was very bleak too. The gay boy had been picked up and the two paroles were gone, no one really knew where. The bell rang and they were taken to the showers and then the three of them were taken into the dining room.

Jamie and the wife put their belongings in the master bedroom suite and the husband’s things were put out in the garage. They planned on changing things around and shopping during the week. The house was large and very upper scale with a private back yard with pool and large lots so no one really could see in the house or yards. They got dressed and took the second car out for the evening’s entertainment.

When they arrived and sat at the table to the left of Mistress Amy the wife was nervous even though both she and Jamie were wearing the masks covering their eyes and nose only their mouth and chins would be visible. They looked down as the Sister and Brother were both back as well. The wife watched as her husband and the two other women were brought into the room in single file and stood in front of the table. He looked up at the table but now the wife was sure he didn’t recognize her in the new outfit and the mask covering half her face.

First the girlfriend was brought in front of them as Amy shared her story and background. The girlfriend then went down as was put under the table at the sister’s feet, to begin worshiping the sister’s sex while the brother and she talked. Then the husband was presented. As the brother and sister already knew his story Mistress Amy made him stand naked in front of the two new women. The wife started to feel some pity for him as Amy said he had suffered much pain and humiliation to be with his wife again but, finally after agreeing to be property, he was to be sold. The wife could tell he had lost weight and was looking in much better shape, he had a defined six pack on his belly and his chest and arms looked much harder and buff. The wife turned and asked Amy, could she see a demonstration of his ability to be a foot slave etc. Mistress Amy instructed the husband to lay down face up. Then she told Kay, she would have to help. Amy said, stand on his belly. Kay stepped up both feet side by side. Jamie and the wife sipped their wine and chatted in whispers for some time and then asked, is there more?

Amy then told Kay to walk up and down him and to step on his cock hard and to stand on his face as well. The wife watched with much excitement as Kay was able to walk up and down him and he was very steady and firm. She kept on foot on his stomach as she twisted the ball of her foot on his hard cock then sliding it down so her heel stayed on his cock and the ball of her foot pressed down firmly on his balls. When she heard her husband cry out in pain, she smiled then leaned over and kissed Jamie. Jamie was telling her he isn’t the same man you left. Amy said continue to Kay as Kay turned around and walked up his chest till both of her feet were crosswise on his face turned to the side. Her full weight on his face as his eyes could only see the women sitting in front of him, their strappy heels anyway. Amy said, you can decide when to let her step off and be introduced. Jamie just ran her fingers down to the wife and rubbed her wetness as they watch but ignored how painful it was with Kay continuing to stand on his face.

After about 10 minutes of this and their wine glasses empty Jamie said you may step off his face now. Kay stepped down quickly as she knew he face and head had to be throbbing. Then Amy went on about Kay and her inability to be taken by any of the dominants. The wife asked about her domestic skills, cleaning cooking. Amy said she we was well trained and she would be serving them for the rest of the evening. The wife held up her empty wine glass and Kay went quickly for the bottle to refill their glasses. Would you like the male to be your rug Amy asked the two? They both said yes; let’s see how he likes our heels. The husband moved under the table face up and the ladies placed their sharp heels in his flesh and often twisted and tormented him during the rest of the evening.

Kay continued with diner service for the table always attentive and functioning like a live in domestic, with the added benefits of being a slave for whatever pleasure they women would enjoy. Both Jamie and the wife talked in low tones so the husband wouldn’t recognize their voices. The wife enjoyed the pleasure of digging her heels in him and making him groan from time to time which always brought a small evil grin to her face.

Jamie motioned to Kay to come over and kneel between their chairs. They started asking her about the possibility of being their live in domestic and that it may not be intimate or caring. Kay was looking at the red marks on the front of the husband’s body the women had been inflicting. The wife asked are you concerned about him. Kay looked up and answered, he is an honest and sincere man, he loves a wife who has abandoned him and now will be sold to others who will never love or care for him. He will be a slave. Jamie looked up at Amy, already knowing the answer, is this true Amy, he is to be sold.

Amy already knew what was going on and added to it by saying, yes, it appears one of our dominants is planning on buying him for her and her husband, no matter how much it costs. The husband choked up and the wife heard him, she slipped off her heel and rested her bare foot over his semi hard cock.

Jamie went on, you seem to care for him a lot. Kay said she wished she would have known him and his wife and could have been their slave; to help with his foot fetish and to serve a couple in all ways sexually and domestically. Jamie looked up at the wife and the wife already had a huge smile on her face as she started to stroke his cock with side to side motions. The wife asked, do you enjoy being under the feet of others as well. Kay looked up at her, their eyes locked, they couldn’t break the stare, I would do anything to serve someone like you Ma’am, laying under your feet would be an honor as would be bathing, hair make up, helping dress, cleaning anything you wanted. The wife then asked Amy if she to be sold at auction as well. Amy said no, she had been at her school too long and it was time to send her to a facility in the NE were she would most likely be sold to middle eastern men who craved white women. She is aware I can’t keep slaves that cannot be placed.

Kay’s head went down in shame and both Jamie and the wife thought she might be worth a try. They nodded to each other then Jamie said. Let us take her for a try out this week, if she performs as well as she says we would be willing to entertain her purchase. Amy said she will be ready to go when they leave.

With all the activity going on only the brother and sister had enjoyed the Domme punishing the male slave through the one way glass window. Mostly beating and CBT, it was clear they were a strict training facility. Amy instructed Gabby to take Kay back and get her ready. The wife asked Amy about the male, Amy said he was going to another woman for next week, she went on it was actually someone at his work who he had pissed off. He would be returned the following Sunday. Well, sounds like he has some amends to make for how he treated people then. The wife pushed him away with her feet and he was back in front of the table. The wife said put my shoe back on slave. The husband obeyed. You may return to your cell with the girlfriend. He is to be picked up tomorrow by the other party.

Their car had been pulled up when they walked out; Kay was standing there with her bag, a collar on her neck with a leash and her hands cuffed behind her back. She was placed in the trunk. The wife got in the driver’s seat. She pulled Jamie over and they exchanged a long wet kiss. You were so right, I am enjoying this so much and I think I can enjoy him as a slave. Jamie said, he really is a slave now as is the girl in back. We will enjoy her tonight and see if her tongue will be worth our time, I’m sure we can enjoy her for several hours of multiple orgasms. They hugged and drove off with their first slave to explore their new life together as lovers.

[Pdxrug]

4.2

The wife drove up into the garage. Jamie and she were making out again, both excited about Kay in the trunk and taking her inside. Jamie started going through everything the wife had gone through and how she had transformed into a woman, like her profile showed, who was really a Dominant.

They got out of the car and opened the trunk. They had to help Kay up and out. Jamie took her leash and followed the wife back into the house. They put her on her knees in the living room and they both went off to change clothes and get drinks before coming back to enjoy Kay, who very much wanted to please them.

They both came back in, naked and with a bottle of wine and two full glasses of wine. They sat down together on the couch and looked at Kay. It wasn’t till that moment they realized Kay was staring at the picture of the wife and husband displayed in the living room. The wife and Jamie were surprised as they didn’t even think about it. Now Kay knew she was the wife the husband was crying to return to. Kay then kneed her way to them, lowered her face and started kissing their bare feet. Please Ma’am, I’ll do anything, please let me be your slave to do anything you wish to, I will have no limits. Please Ma’am, don’t sell your husband, I know his heart and I know he will be a perfect slave for you now. Please don’t sell him.

Jamie kicked Kay on her back with her foot and then placed the foot over her throat, choking Kay till her face turned red. Jamie looked down, did we say you could speak to us. Kay was mortified. She so wanted to be in service to a household, especially one with the husband she had gotten to know. Her mind was going wild, she felt how strong Jamie was and firmly her foot pressed down barely allowing her enough air to keep from passing out.

The wife got up and unlocked the cuffs, the wife then pointed for Kay to go lay down in front of the bar counter. Both Jamie and the wife went over and both stepped up on Kay. Jamie with one foot over her face and the other foot on her breast, the wife’s feet together on her stomach. So if you love my husband so much, you should enjoy being punished with the feet he loved to be underneath.

Kay was turning red, she wasn’t used to this much weight for this long. The two women standing on her were sipping their wine and discussing how things change so quickly. The wife had become very comfortable now punishing and inflicting discomfort to those who wished to be slaves. She remember how she stood on the daughter and how she enjoyed getting her back for being so mean to the guy.

They both then said they needed to pee. They stepped off of Kay and walked off to the bathroom and told Kay to crawl behind them. Jamie sat down and peed out the wine she had been drinking all night then told Kay to come and lick her clean. Kay crawled over and realized what she would become with this household, still feeling the pain from being stood on by them. She licked slowly and sensually, doing her best to arouse Jamie with each lick tasting the strong urine remaining on Jamie. Jamie stood up and said your turn lover.

The wife walked over and sat down on the toilet, only she held Kay by the hair and forced her face up tight so the pee would go in the toilet and trickle over Kay’s face. Jamie quickly said, that’s the way I like it, you can use her anyway you want, remember she wants to be ours, no limits. Then the wife stood up forcing Kay back on her knees her head and back leaning as she smeared her pee soaked pussy all over Kay’s face as Kay did every to lick and swallow and breath as the wife was not giving her any relief.

Jamie walked back in with a strap on for Kay to put on and they walked out to the bedroom telling Kay to clean up then go get in bed on her back. Kay laid there as the two women walked in and Jamie was holding a long crop in her right hand. As the two women kissed, the wife climbed up an on top of Kay’s face, looking down her body. Jamie said you will love this darling. Jamie raised her arm and Whaaaaaaaaaaaack the sound of the crop on Kay’s breast was loud and left a sharp red mark on her flesh. As Kay screamed into the wife, Jamie raised her hand and beat her breast over and over until the wife orgasm on Kay’s face harder than she had ever felt before. The screams of the slave going into the wife’s pussy, was the most exciting feeling the wife had ever experienced.

Jamie put the crop down and straddled the dildo on Kay and slowly began to pump the long thick cock. The wife saw how hot Jamie looked and scooted down Kay’s body till her ass was sitting full weight on her red bruised breast. The two women kissed and hugged till Jamie orgasm the second time on the dildo. The wife then got on the dildo as Jamie stood to the side picking up the crop again. She tapped the crop on Kay’s firm belly. Looking at the wife’s face, she said, ride her cowgirl. The beating on Kay’s stomach was brutal, her screams and her hips moving to the pain, the wife kept her hands on her bent thighs and rode Kay not caring about anything other than her new orgasm as Jamie didn’t stop beating Kay’s belly till the wife stopped riding the cock.

The women made Kay turn the dildo around and put it inside her still wearing the strap on harness. Then Jamie made Kay place her head between her thighs like she was a pillow. Kay felt claustrophobic and the smell of Jamie’s orgasms still was strong. The wife propped her feet and legs over Kay’s body as they both went to sleep. Kay was tossed around as the two women turned during the night. The dildo remaining inside her wore sore till finally while she was laying at the end of the bed with their feet on her in different places, Kay was finally able to get a couple hours of sleep.

[LuvsHerHeels]

Great story...luv how Kay is submitting without limits.
thanks.

[Pdxrug]

thanks heels, I like to write for myself. However as the story continues I am thinking of exploring new areas. Those of you reading this, please provide some input on what you would like to read about. Cuckold, more pain and humiliation. I intend for this to be a continguing sage, never know where to go. Appreciate any input you fellow pervs can provide.

Thanks for reading, I need to stretch my imagination more, if you all can help.

[L Murray]

Pdxrug,
A while back there was mention of the wife bringing the husband back to his home. Perhaps some humiliating demonstrations of power the wife and Jamie can employ with the husband's mother joining while the husband's father watched under foot.
Perhaps a party when the husband and Kay can be foot servants, foot stools and rugs for all the guests.
A weekend at a cabin in the woods would lead to other possibilities.
Thanks for you story!

[LuvsHerHeels]

really make Kay suffer.
trample her without mercy...wear high, sharp metal heels...dig heels into her nipples...brand her with the heels...dig the names of the Mistress into her.

[Pdxrug]

4.3

Gloria’s husband Greg picked the Husband up at Mistress Amy’s dungeon. The Husband was allowed to ride in the front seat with Greg. They had met each other at functions before. He hadn’t realized Greg was well off financially and Gloria really worked as she enjoyed reporting to the president and having the admin staff reporting to her.

Greg went on about Gloria and that the Husband would continue to work and be Gloria’s personal slave. He would be involved at times but with his travel, the two of them and her friends would be spending most of the time together. While I know your purchase isn’t final, we were told no one else will be bidding on you. Gloria wants to own you and use you. I would suggest to you, I have spoiled her very badly and she always gets her way. I can assure you if you don’t please her, she will make your life both physically and mentally painful. You can either man-up and accept what is going to happen. Or let her enjoy breaking you down to be nothing but a pathetic loser. Trust me; I have accepted our relationship and you will find I do whatever she wants me to, for her happiness.

The gates opened to their private driveway, the husband was very impressed with how nice the grounds and house were. He could almost understand why Gloria had been arrogant at work and so upset with how he had treated her staff. A man was at the house entrance and took the car and the Husbands bag. Following Greg into the fabulous house they went down a hall then up stairs to a double door roomed. It was a very large open room and it was clear there was furniture for bondage and an open cabinet with cuffs, floggers, whips, clamps etc. When he looked around he saw Mistress Kim Chow from Ms Amy’s Dungeon and Gloria both dressed in panties and see through tops. Then making drinks was one of Gloria’s direct reports from work in a French Maid outfit. The maid gave Kim and Gloria their drinks and then walked over to the Husband and began to undress him. The husbands cock got instantly hard as she undid his belt and pulled his pants and underwear off in one motion.

Kim curled her finger at Greg to come over and he walked to Kim Chow. She put her hand on his shoulder and he went down on his knees in front of her. The husband was now naked and standing across the room watching. He was attracted to Kim’s long straight black hair, her Asian eyes and her long legs and beautiful size 10 feet. She stood over Greg and the maid came over and started to remove his clothes, Gloria who kept eyeing the Husband watching his hard cock bounce, picked up a leather collar and gave it to Kim to put on Greg’s neck.

Kim used her bare foot to push Greg down on his back and then let her right foot rest on his mouth letting him kiss her soft clean sole, while the maid went over and started sucking on his cock. He was rock hard almost immediately and the maid then took an adjustable cock ring and fastened it very tight around the base of his cock and then a leather collar to wrap around the base of his ball sack leaving then bulging out. The maid then moved over by the bar and stood silently as Gloria came over to the Husband. She stood behind him leaning against his back, and then her hand coming around and stroking his cock as she whispered. I want you to watch carefully. This is the life you will have as my slave and at work, if you ever piss me off or any of my girls again; you will suffer when we get home. She bit his ear and then walked over, straddling her husband face and lowered down on top of his face.

The husband was rock hard and was embarrassed standing there naked, his cock sticking out like a flag pole, aroused how Kim put her foot on Greg’s face and Gloria sitting on her husband’s face and the soles of her very nice feet facing him. He couldn’t believe how attracted to her feet he was. Kim set her drink down on the table and then winked at the Husband, this is for you darling knowing how much you love feet. She stepped up on Greg and started to trample his stomach and chest. Her tall body pushed a foot down deep and painfully with each step; the husband was exhaling and groaning into his wife’s pussy. Kim started to jump on his stomach and each time he tried to raise his knees put her weight down and crushed him and kept him from escaping. Gloria was riding his face and moving her hips over him and thoroughly enjoying how her husband’s pain gave her so much pleasure. Gloria started moaning louder as she came closer to releasing her orgasm. Kim kept one foot pressing deep into Greg’s stomach and then lowered the ball of her other foot down on Greg’s strapped balls, he screamed in pain as Gloria arched her back and flowed hard as she felt the scream from her husband into her pussy. Kim kept grinding his balls till Gloria was finally exhausted and moved to get up. The husband looked and saw the bright red face and smeared fluid from Gloria over Greg’s face and Kim was now hugging and sipping the drinks as they kissed.

Gloria pointed to the husband to come over as she pointed at the floor in front of them as they sat on their bar stools. The husband lay down and he felt the four soft feet come down on him. Kim’s long narrow feet on his face and throat and Gloria’s soft feet on his stomach and cock, she rolled his cock under the arch of her foot as her and Kim chatted. Gloria kept looking at the husband and enjoying so much the situation. She asked her maid, one of her girls from work, if she would like to enjoy her Husband. The maid said anything you wish Ma’am. Then why don’t you beat his balls and cock with the dressage whip, while we let our new rug watch will happen to him if he doesn’t give me what I want. With that Kim pushed the Husband’s face to the side to see Greg laying there putting both feet pressing down on the side of his face and her toes almost covering his eye and mouth. The husband recognized the maid, from work, and would never have thought about her being anything but mild and meek.

The dressage whip was like a very long crop and the maid standing over his body a heeled foot on each side of Greg. He heard the first crack of the whip on his balls and Greg screamed out in pain. The husband could feel Kim’s feet moving back and forth on his face enjoying the show. Again another swing of the whip the cracking sound and Greg screaming in pain as Gloria was stroking the husband’s cock faster under the sole of her foot. Over and over the maid beat his cock and balls, Kim’s feet pressing and pushing his face back and forth more and then finally he shot his load out under Gloria’s foot as she smeared it over the Husband’s lower stomach. Gloria looked down and said, now look at the mess you made, we will need to clean that up.

Kim picked up a leash and tossed it to the Maid. The maid clipped it on Greg and led him over to the mess. Gloria told him to clean her foot and the mess. Greg started licking the spunk off the Husband’s belly and then as Gloria lifted her foot up he licked everything off the sole of her foot. The husband felt so bad for the humiliation Gloria’s husband was going through, but had so enjoyed being the rug under the soft feet of these two women. As Greg finished, Kim stepped up standing on the Husband’s head for a few minutes, then taking the leash and walking Greg over to the St Andrews cross for the flogging she knew he really wanted. Gloria motioned for the Husband to get up, she took his hand and she said if you can please me sexually in the bedroom you might not have to suffer like my husband does. It will be nice to have a younger man, 15 years younger, if please my sexual needs you life as my slave could be pleasant, but god help you if you disappoint me, as you will suffer far worse than what you just saw. As they left the room, the sound of the flogger on Greg’s back rang down the hall as they went hand in hand to her bedroom.

[LuvsHerHeels]

nice chapter...GR8 story...thanks.

[Pdxrug]

4.4

The next morning the Wife awoke first, she quietly got out of bed not waking up Jamie. She found Kay lying on the floor at the foot of the bed still sleeping. She put her foot over her mouth and nose pressing down till the pressure or lack of air woke up Kay. The wife held her finger to her lips telling Kay to be quiet and motioned for her to follow her to the downstairs shower.

The wife was already naked and turned on the shower, she told Kay to take out the dildo and harness and get in the shower/tub on her knees. She closed the sliding door standing in front of Kay. She spread her lips a little and let a long stream of hot piss hit Kay’s face. She then sat down on a bench seat and told Kay to wash her body and hair. Kay took the spray bar and carefully started to wash her hair, shampooing it twice then putting the conditioner on.

The Wife was thinking how natural all this was becoming for her. While she had thought about her husband doing these tasks she really thought a female slave would make a better personal servant for Jamie and her. After Kay put the conditioner in she started to wash the Wife’s back rinsing and she went and then moving in front and Kay went down on her knees, reaching up and washing her front side, the Wife’s breast and inner thighs all the while the wife looked down at her in contempt as Kay felt more humiliated and unworthy the whole time.

The wife also had found she was really enjoying using and punishing Kay because she had formed an attachment to her husband. She wasn’t sure if she was jealous or now that she had a completely different opinion of him, Kay made for an interesting dynamic. They got out, Kay dried her off and put her robe on and they walked out to the sun room off the kitchen where the Wife gave Kay her breakfast order along with her latte. The Wife sat down in one of the recliners put her feet up on the foot rest and waited. She was thinking about her husband.

Kay brought the latte first and the Wife approved of how she had prepared it. Then her fruit and yogurt came and she took the plate in her lap and told Kay to get her foot and hand lotion and come back and moisturize her feet. Kay returned kneeling in front of the recliner, the soles of her feet were so beautiful to Kay and now Kay was feeling she could be a great personal slave to them. The wife continued enjoying her food and latte, while Kay skillfully made her feet feel wonderful with the massage.

The wife asked, have you put your feet on my husband. Kay turned a little red and said she had per direction from Ms Amy and when her and her husband where in cells next to each other she had offered to put them on, but the husband was usually too sore and hurt to enjoy it so not alone. The wife nodded, so they have been hard on him then? Kay nodded. Your husband was willing to endure anything they wanted to do to him if he could have the chance to be with you again Ma’am. Yes, I have heard that, the wife replied. The wife asked Kay how she would feel if her husband was to become the male slave of the house and serve along with her, could she maintain an attitude of keeping her hands off of him. Kay started to explain her history. She knew if Jamie and the wife didn’t take her she would be sold to someone overseas. She would do anything, completely obey and live to only please Jamie and the wife and she had all the skills but just wasn’t purchased and now her time was up. Jamie walked in overhearing the conversation. That’s right bitch, if you don’t show us you are worth keeping, you will be sucking camels for the rest of your short life.

Kay looked up and saw Jamie standing next to the wife with a big smile on her face. A shudder when through her body and then she pressed her face into the soles of the wife’s feet and started to cry. The wife said to Jamie; now look at what you did. I was just starting to like her. Kay, kissed the wife’s feet and then crawled to Jamie, please Mistress’, as she kiss the tops of Jamie’s feet, I will be good and do whatever you want, you can beat and torture me, I will clean and be the best house slave you have ever seen, please I’ll do anything, anything. Jamie laughed and said I’ll take a latte bitch. Kay moved quickly and asked if the wife wanted another and she nodded yes.




The husband woke up in the soft bed and saw he was alone. The maid from last night, one of Gloria’s employees, came in with breakfast and some clothes, like a roman slave outfit for him to put on. He ate in bed, feeling like he had slept better last night than he had in ages. He showered, put on the skimpy outfit and the maid came back to show him to Gloria. She was sitting outside on the patio; a pad was lying on the ground in front of her. She was talking on the phone and she just pointed for the husband to lay down on the pad. She then slipped her slides off and put her bare feet on him as she continued what sounded like would be a long conversation. She would move her feet from time to time, his face, chest, belly and cock. He couldn’t help but become big each time she rested the sole of her foot on it. The maid would come out from time to time to refresh Gloria’s drink and she would look down and smirk at the husband, knowing he would never scare her again in the workplace. After about 30 minutes Gloria finally hung up the phone.

She looked down and asked if he enjoyed being under her feet. The husband said yes, it reminded him of how it was with his wife before she became tired of him. It was relaxing and exactly how he used to enjoy his fetish with his wife. Gloria said I really enjoyed your performance last night, you clearly understood how important it was to satisfy me sexually to avoid being tortured without mercy. He nodded and said you made it easy to do with you being so good Ma’am. Gloria’s smile was clearly acknowledging how well the husband would make the transition.

Greg her husband walked out, he was dressed for business and sat down across from Gloria his wife. Gloria moved her feet up to the husband’s chest and then he felt Greg put his shoes on his belly. They were talking about the week’s schedule and Greg didn’t even acknowledge the husband was lying under his wife’s feet. After about 5 minutes the maid came out and said his bags were in the car and the driver was ready to take him to the airport. He took his shoes off the husband and stood up and then Gloria stood up on the husband’s chest as they hugged and kissed and he was gone and Gloria remained standing on the husband’s chest. She looked down at him; she looked so big on top of him and looking down from so high up. Is that the first time you had a man put his feet on you, he nodded yes. How did it feel she asked, continuing to stand on him? I wouldn’t want to do it but I guess when you own me I will have no say anymore on what happens to me. She sat back down in her chair, using her foot to uncover his rock hard cock. Then she started to massage it with the balls of her feet.
You understand that you will fulfill a purpose Greg can’t. He is 12 years older than me and impotent. You are 15 years younger than me and besides the slavery; you can give me sexual pleasure. I really wasn’t that much into feet, but once I found out you like it, I have been using it to help you accept your new place. Greg like’s to be used and he is also my slave in away. He will be your co-owner but he has no interest in you. We don’t have sex anymore and he is willing to do anything to make me happy. Having Kim Chow over to flog, torment and torture his cock and balls is really what he enjoys now. He is also going to be my slave when I am using you as my lover. He will suck you to make you hard and clean your load from my pussy after sex. Greg isn’t a cuckold but he does enjoy the humiliation. He seems more comfortable if I enjoy a much younger man, he doesn’t feel so threatened.

As you saw one of the office girls enjoys playing my kinky maid. I guess she is a submissive, but she enjoys participating when Greg gets punished. As I told you in the office last week, three other office girls will be coming over to enjoy paying you back for your nasty treatment of them. I will be taking off to enjoy some activities with my friends so my little French Maid will be in charge and you will obey her. The 3 girls and she will have the freedom to enjoy you any way you wish. Puja from work also wants to enjoy you with her husband. They might be over tomorrow. As you know her family is very wealthy and she suffers with a man from an arranged marriage. She so despises him and I told her she can enjoy you anyway she wants. She is planning to pay for half of your cost at the auction, just so she can use you.

The husband listening to everything never realizing how much of a world existed like this. He drifted in thought as he felt Gloria’s feet still on him and how the Psychiatrist told him his testing showed he really wanted to be a slave. Now, tricked by Jamie who was now his wife’s lover, he signed his life over to her only to be sold. Gloria clearly was going to buy him and own him. He would get to keep his job it sounded like but so many would know what he really was, a slave. He thought about Puja, always wondering why she had so much power at the company. Maybe if she was from a wealthy family they bought the company. He was starting to feel safer with Gloria. He did like she was older than him. She was so secure with owning and using people. Clearly she didn’t have to work. Her feet felt so good on him, how much would he suffer for her to enjoy him as her sex slave.

While he was day dreaming on the ground, he felt her feet leave and she started to walk away. The Maid came and told him to get up they were going back to recreation room. When they got there she took off his outfit, put a collar on his neck, putting a lock on it and then running a chain from his collar to a ring in the floor. You will wait here till my friends from work arrive and show you how you treated us all so badly. She smiled as she put her long 4” heel on his head and pushed his face into the carpet. You pig, as she grinded her heel on his head and then left.

Gloria drove out to the agreed upon restaurant and waited for Jamie and the wife to arrive. She worried now that Jamie wasn’t going to put the husband up for auction. She wasn’t going to lose him; she was so pleased with him now. She sipped her expensive wine, thinking how she needed to manage this meeting and everyone get what they wanted.

[LuvsHerHeels]

another nice chapter...i luv how submissive kay has become...please continue to torture and abuse her.
'thanks.

[L Murray]

Very exciting story line!!

[Pdxrug]

4.5

Kay came out to the living room to show the outfit Jamie and the wife had gotten when out shopping.

First there was a shear black silk collar around her neck with rings sewn in on each side with a chain attached to each ring so the collar couldn’t be removed without a key. Then a red cotton blouse with no shoulder straps tightly covering her breasts and ending a few inches above her belly button. Then black skin tight shorts only covering her hip bones and just 3 inches below her pussy on each thigh. There was Velcro covering over her opening which could be removed easily for access. Black thigh highs with lace tops holding them up on her middle thighs and the red 3 inch heels.

The wife and Jamie just had her model and turn as they looked at one of her outfits they bought. Jamie commented how dressing them so they realize what they are puts them in the correct frame of mind, not to mention how it makes me feel about her if we decide to keep her. The wife stood up and went around Kay, touching her, admiring her and finally accepting she was going to enjoy being a Dominant after all. The wife knowing Kay had an attachment to her husband made the thought of punishing her even more delightful.

They told Kay she could go take off the outfit except for the collar. She was instructed to clean everything and perform the domestic duties she claimed were one of the reasons they should keep her. They told her they would be back later in the day and on their return she should present herself as their object of property, for whatever they may wish to do with her. Kay dropped to her knees and kissed both their heeled feet, putting her face into the carpet until they had left the room.



Jamie and the Wife were seated with Gloria and the pleasantries were exchanged then their wine came and the conversation began. Gloria began by sharing her conversation with Ms Amy about Jamie and the Wife going to the last dungeon diner and seeing the husband, including having him as their rug and exciting his cock with the Wife’s feet. As you know, I have indicated I wish to buy him from Jamie and make him my slave. The wife started to ask about the relationship at work and how this had all began as payback and now it seemed to be more than that wanting to own him. Gloria went on and told them how she had always been attracted to the husband and while she despised how he treated her staff, she always thought he was a possible younger lover for her. He had not accepted her advances at work or her flirtations and so she had built up resentment over time. Now that she had him for a couple days at her place, she was desperate to own him and have him be her sex slave, assuring the Wife he would be treated well and his foot fetish indulged if he would continually repeat his performance in bed.

The wife didn’t say anything, but she was becoming furious. This older woman wanted her husband for sex, the very thing he didn’t do for her, Kay wanted him for emotional closeness and now she was feeling very jealous. She was finishing her wine and ordering a second as she remembered what a good lover he was early in the marriage. Jamie could read the body language of both of them and was trying to think how to neutralize this and not ruin her plans. Jamie asked about Greg her husband and their relationship. Gloria went over all of it and explained things. Jamie was very surprised to find out her staff had become her play toys, much the way Jamie had made her students the same. Then Jamie started to think of the possibilities when the wife blurted out, we aren’t selling him to you or anyone else. The three sat in silence for a while when Gloria said, he has already been listed. You can’t refuse once you have him listed. Jamie said, this is true, however you don’t really know all the details and I have retained options. Gloria was really worried now. You know I can make you both very well off financially; you could enjoy life and easily find sex slaves. Jamie saw the wife getting more upset and said, why don’t you take the car and go home, while I finish things with Gloria and then maybe she can give me a ride over to the office, we can chat with the Psychiatrist. The Wife agreed, took the car keys from Jamie and left without a goodbye.

Jamie and Gloria continued to talk as Jamie wanted to know more about Gloria. Clearly the age difference made her feel like the wife and she could easily replace the husband. The relationship with Greg and Gloria also had possibilities. When they finished lunch and their last glass of wine, Jamie said let’s go to your place. I know you have him for a couple more days before you return him. Maybe we can work something out so we all win.


The wife went back to their house and when she opened the door she saw Kay laying face up in front of the doorway. What are you doing, she demanded. I am your property and should be the first place for you to step in and wipe your feet on. I noticed you like to step-on, stand-on and trample me; I was anticipating what might make you happy. The wife still unsure closed the door behind her and stood next to Kay’s side. The Wife in heels and very upset decided it was time to see how much Kay would really take to be with them. The wife stepped up on her belly. Both sandaled heels side by side and she let the weight shift to her heels and they both sank deeply into Kay. Kay was trying to hold back but began crying and groaning in pain. The Wife was feeling so much power now. This person wanting to be abused by her willingly and suffer thinking it would please her. She kept pressing the heels up and down into Kay. The wife could imagine how painful it was and the contorted look on Kay’s face was all the confirmation she needed. She rested her hand on the wall as she moved around on Kay. The heels finding soft spots on the tops of Kay’s thighs and then moving her heels up to her breast watching how each time the sank into her Kay suffered hard pain. The wife positioned one heel on the nipple of her right breast as she kept the other heel deep in Kay’s gut. The wife shifted her weight and watched the heel sink deep into her breast; she then twisted the heel back and forth watching the skin twist around her sharp heel. Kay was screaming and it was making the wife very wet and horny.

The wife looked down at Kay as she tortured her. She really has no choice. If she doesn’t become our slave, she will be sent overseas and be the property of the Oil Sheiks. She knows we are her last chance. The wife could see why she would endure this and welcome it like a doormat. The wife was really beginning to understand why Jamie was able to so easily use people. They want it and need it. They can’t help who they are nor can the Wife continue to ignore who she really is. She moved her right foot back on Kay’s belly and then pressed her left heel down into the other breast. She was leaning on the wall for balance and she could see the marks and rubbed skin on her breast. It was like she awoke from a trance as her eyes finally locked on to Kay’s as she laid looking up at her. She smiled down at her. Do you like feet too slave the wife asked? I want to make you happy and I thought you enjoyed this Ma’am. She stepped off of Kay and told her to bring her a glass of the Merlot.

Kay was in so much pain it was hard to roll over and get on all fours and crawl to the kitchen. The wife went over and looked at the framed picture of her and her husband. She thought about all the good times and how they had been happy. She thought about hearing how he had been so abused and mistreated and the only thing he wanted was to be back with her. To be back as her slave even though it wasn’t really what he wanted originally. The therapy the time apart, his parents and Jamie, how she loved Jamie now and Jamie seemed to also love her husband. Kay crawled back and lifted the glass of wine up to the wife. After her first sip, she told Kay to removed her heels and undress her, she needed to be worshipped and relieve all the sexual tension in her.

Kay undid the straps of her heels and carefully pulled them off her feet. She kept her head down the whole time and looked at the heels up close that had tortured her, hoping she would be used other ways. Then moving behind the Wife she unzipped her dress and let it fall down to the floor. Then undoing her bra and finally sliding her panties down to her ankles. Kay looked up from the floor as she picked up all the clothing and saw that she was in love with this woman, she was very strong and could die in her service if it pleased her. She placed the clothing on a chair and returned on her knees in front of the Wife. The Wife looked down at her and told her, you are my sex slave and if you want to become our permanent property, you will make me enjoy you so much I will never let you go. You may touch me and show me why you will be good. Kay moved up from her knees while the wife was still sipping her wine and began to kiss and suck her nipples, massaging them with her hands. Kay then said, may I worship your body Ma’am in the bedroom. I will not kiss your lips but I would like to show you how I can relax and let you release your tension. The wife pushed her down and mounted her face for some time and walked off to the bedroom Kay crawling behind her on all fours.

[LuvsHerHeels]

wow...luv how this is going...thanks for making kay a real slave to her Mistress...wanting only to please her.

[superpower34]

where are you my friend? i hope you are fine :)

[Pdxrug]

Was traveling out of town for a week, here is another chapter, hope everyone is enjoying

[Pdxrug]

4.6

Gloria called ahead and Jamie and her drove to her home. Jamie was impressed how nice it was, private grounds, nothing but money showing everyone how well off they were. As they entered the house and went up to the playroom, the four women were just walking out the door. They all had smirks on their faces and Gloria warned Jamie she had let them do as they please with the husband.

As the two walked in they saw the husband bound to the St Andrews Cross barely able to stand, his head down from exhaustion and clearly the marks on his body indicated the prior women weren’t very kind to him. Jamie walked up to him, took a handful of hair and lifted his head up so she could see his face. My my, you do seem to bring out the dark side in women don’t you lover. Then she pressed her lips to his mouth and let her tongue slip in as she enjoyed a long and passionate kiss, he was barely able to kiss back but did manage till his eyes focused and saw it was Jamie.

If we let you down and let you be our rug, will you promise to behave? He was clearly too weak to fight and he so wanted to be down and not standing tied up anymore. Gloria came over and undid the straps and the two women helped him over to the Victorian chairs facing each other and let him collapse on the floor. Gloria said, I didn’t think they would be so rough on him but they did have it built up inside. Gloria asked Jamie if she wanted a drink and as it was being made; Jamie slipped her shoes off and put her bare feet, one on his face and the other over his cock, rolling it underneath to see if it still worked. His face rolled to the side as he was too weak to support her foot and his cock did come to life even though he wasn’t really paying attention.

Gloria came back and placed her feet on his belly and watched Jamie make his cock grow larger and larger. Gloria relaxed and finally asked if Jamie accepted her proposal saying, I will still be able to enjoy him and let the girl’s get back at him. Jamie nodded. You saw how his wife was reacting. She is clearly not over him and if we don’t compromise, I will not even promise you will get him on occasion. Gloria nodded, and you will help with Greg, my husband, showing him the humiliation we discussed. Jamie smiled, of course and I’m sure his wife will love giving payback to your husband as well as she twisted the ball of her foot on his face.

The husband was starting to gain awareness again as he was just beginning to follow the conversation from the women above him. He realized it was Jamie and Gloria and he was on his back now with their feet on him. He was enjoying the feel of their soft feet resting on his body. He had become comfortable with the idea of Gloria indulging his foot fetish in exchange for being a sex toy.

Will I get invited over when his mother arrives to see what a slut he has become? Jamie answered of course Gloria, and I’m sure being his mother’s rug in front of his wife will make his hard cock become a little bit smaller, as her foot pressed down on his cock, it surged rock hard and grew. Look Jamie said, he is turned on about being his mother’s rug. The husband spoke out, no, please don’t do this and don’t let her see what I have become. Please Ms Gloria, buy me and don’t let me suffer this humiliation. Jamie slid her foot off his face and down on his throat. She leaned her weight forward, resting her arms on her knee and pressing more weight to choke him. You aren’t going to be sold. You are going to remain my property and you will live in your old home with me and your wife. Although, she wants nothing to do with you now, she agreed to let me keep you and be our household slave. Gloria has agreed she won’t buy you if she can have you serve her at work and once a week here.

Although, she will keep you till the auction and enjoy you till then.

The phone rang, Gloria answered and it was three more women from work. When he heard their names he shivered, two were very overweight and the third as a big heavy lady. Yes, Gloria said, when he can’t come anymore he can orally serve. Oh and one more thing, he loves feet and being trampled. Yes, if he gets hurt no one will blame you, yes yes, broken ribs will heal, yes I have whips and floggers, and tomorrow at 1pm is fine yes. Jamie looked down with pitiful eyes, my poor poor slave. I think they are going to hurt you more than the last ones did. She placed her toes on his lips and forced his mouth open, shoving her toes and foot down into his mouth, making him gag. Gloria crossed her leg as her foot sank deeper into his stomach as the two touched their glasses and continued sipping their wine.

Gloria was informed Jamie’s cab had arrived; they both stood up on each side of the husband and hugged with kisses to the cheeks. Gloria told the husband to put her shoes back on. He painfully got to his knees and found her shoes as she held one foot up he slipped the sandaled heel on pulling the strap up on her heel and then the other one. Gloria’s foot came down on the back of his head till his face was pushed down on Jamie’s foot as he kissed the tops of her toes. No go crawl and get in my bed, we need to have you service me, we don’t have as much time now as I thought. Gloria walked Jamie out; Jamie smiled as she saw her old love lust crawling on all fours to Gloria’s bedroom. Who would have ever thought him wanted her feet on him years ago in college would bring Jamie to where she was at today. She kept her eyes on his ass till it went inside her door and then she went back to saying bye with Gloria.

[Pdxrug]

4.7

It was Friday. The husband had endured great sex again with Gloria only to be crushed and disgusted being used by the heavy obese women. The hot sweaty hairy pussy’s smothering him to near blackout as they sat on his face and cock, taking turns. Then when he couldn’t stay hard anymore they tied him to the end of a bench and each one continued to sit and slide swallowing his head between their fat thighs and hot sweaty skin. He was exhausted and put back wet and dirty. He was too tired to shower or get the stench off. He wanted to be with Gloria, she allowed his pain and misery but she also cared for him. His wife gone, Jamie who he thought he loved once betraying him. Gloria, although older, let him enjoy his foot fetish in exchange for being her sexual lover. If he was to be owned, he wanted it to be her. He was showered in his outfit, kneeling by the feet of the maid waiting.

Gloria came and she was dressed up on her Dominatrix outfit, her Maid in her French outfit and the Husband in black shorts and a collar around his neck. They all put on overcoats on and got in the car. Gloria let the Husband drive and her and the maid sat in back. As he drove to the GPS coordinates, they approached a warehouse type building with no signage and he parked in back with the other cars. He knew he wasn’t at Mistress Amy’s dungeon, but he got out opened the doors for them and Gloria walked towards the door. The security guard waved her in as the maid and the husband followed. There was a coat room, and the woman there was encased in skin tight latex as she took the overcoats. Gloria turned and clipped the thick leather leash to the husband’s collar and the maid took the toys out of the bag, including floggers, dildos, cuffs and the husband eyes went wide realizing where he was now.

They entered and it was definitely a public dungeon club. Most everyone was in BDSM outfits, many very exposed. They walked through an area were men and women were on St. Andrew’s crosses bondage tables and other dungeon furniture. There was an elevated stage with a couple poles, like in strip clubs. When they reached their circular seating area there were 2 female dommes and one male master, all having male and female slaves looking similar to the husband. When Gloria sat down she jerked his leash and pointed for him to get on all fours. She put her feet and legs up on his back and her maid asked if she could bring anyone drinks. The Master and one of the Mistresses placed an order and the maid went off. Two male slaves came over on queue and starting licking the dirty soles of Gloria’s boots. The husband held still as he saw the men had clamps and rings on their cock and balls. Then the one Mistress told a slave to fetch the funny shaped glass bowl and he held it between her legs as she started to pee. Her dark piss streamed and filled the container and then the female slave came over and started licking her clean from her pee. The slaves lined up in front of the 4 dominants and each brought the bowl up and started drinking the piss. The husband watched and shuddered. The Master then told the last slave to take it over to the husband and make him drink the remainder. He stayed on all fours while the slave poured the remainder down his throat as he wasn’t sure if he would throw up in front of everyone.

The maid came back and served the drinks. Gloria handed her the leash and pointed to the stage. The maid walked the husband up on all fours. She told him to take off his shorts and to lay down on his back by the poles. First she put a cuff on his ankle and fastened it to the pole at his feet. Then she sat down on his chest. She told him to put his hands above his head and she cuffed his wrists on the pole by head. She smiled down as she sat on him, you like feet and Ms Gloria thought this would be better than letting you be whipped all night like those guys. The husband turned his head and saw 4 slaves bound to the wall, being whipped by whoever came by and wanted to beat the poor bodies.

The maid grabbed the pole and stood up on top of the husband. Her black sharp heels sinking into his belly as she made the announcement, for your enjoyment tonight Mistress Gloria is making the slave available to a new couple joining us. Please enjoy. She then stepped off and walked back to Gloria, who now had a young male slave, worshipping her pussy. She kneeled and watched.

The husband lay there on the stage, looking up at the lights above, waiting. Then he could hear the sound of the heels clicking loudly on the wooden stage approaching him. Two pairs he made out. The lights were dimmed and he could only make out their figures. The first figure stood on the side of his body, while the other figure walked around and then just stepped up on him. The two started kissing and being stood on made the shorter one the same height as the taller one. Then the music started and the one on top of him started dancing. Her heels were sharp and painful and she clearly wasn’t concerned where she stepped. The both were dancing side to side, the woman on top of him was more and more carried away and he was feeling her heel get between his ribs, hit is chin, step on his cock. She was moving faster and wider on him. She never looked down. He turned his head wincing in pain and he saw another naked woman on all fours, her breast hanging down. His eyes were adjusting to the darkness and when he could catch a breath in between being stomped he looked and saw it was Jamie standing next to him. She was looking down with a big smile on her face. Then he looked up. He saw the heel come down and smashed his face and nose, her shoe grinding his face back and forth pushing it to the side when he heard her voice. Hello my husband, are you enjoying you foot fetish with me now?

He was already in so much pain, but when he realized it was her. He never thought to see her again. Oh yes, thank you for letting me see you again. I deserve whatever you do to me. Please let me be yours again, please. He was crying now, not from the pain but knowing his wife was trampling him, hurting him, like he had never been punished before. He hated it but welcomed that it was his wife now and not a stranger. The wife just kept dancing and kissing Jamie, she would go down squatting and doing the twist, tearing the skin on his chest and belly. Crush his cock under her shoe, almost not paying attention but she could hear the grunts and painful yelps.

Jamie moved as the wife then grabbed the pole and continued to go go dance on him; Jamie slipped her heels off and then stood both feet full weight on his face turned to the side. She was holding the pole and the wife was just dancing her way around. Stopping and kissing Jamie. The husbands head was throbbing as Jamie was the taller and heavier woman, her nylon covered feet gripped his face with no slippage and she was turning her hips above as she kept his head pinned to the hardwood floor.

The wife stepped down and walked over to the woman, he could see now it was Kay. Jamie kept standing on his head which was ready to explode. He saw Kay crawl over to his side. She had her head down not looking at him; he could see marks on her body from abuse. The he saw his wife step up on Kay’s back. He wondered what was going on, Jamie’s size 9 feet side by side crushing his skull when, OOOOOOOOOOPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. He felt the weight as his wife had just jumped down on him from Kay, her heel going all the way through his belly. His body jerked his legs flew up but his head continues to be glued to the floor by Jamie’s weight. He heard his wife yell, yessssssssss. That is for the hell you put me through, he couldn’t focus he was in a daze now. He was trying to get out from Jamie’s feet but his head wouldn’t move anymore than a hair, OPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTFFFFFFFF, he felt the heels land on his chest. He heard the cracking noise. He couldn’t take a deep breath, a rib was broken he was sure. He was gasping from pain and for air. He couldn’t open his eyes, OPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF again his wife landing on his soft belly her heels going deep maybe causing organ damage now. His mind starting to realize they are going to kill me, I am going to die because my wife is mad and going to kill me. He would try and choke and get air but it was almost impossible.

Jamie moved her feet and planted them both on his chest and started shifting weight on the broken ribs. The husband screamed out in pain but no one was helping him or trying to save him. Jamie’s weight was making the broken ribs worse and then he felt the heel crushing his balls, he continue screaming in pain but no one was coming to help him. Jamie walked down on his belly and he could barely see the two women kissing as his belly was on fire from Jamie’s full weight and the wife’s shoe crushing his balls into the floor.

Finally the weight was off him, his balls crushed but no more shoe twisting. As he opened his eyes from almost passing out, Jamie and his Wife weren’t there but others now were dancing. Sometimes he would feel someone step and stand on him or put a foot on him, he saw a Master come put his heavy treaded boot on his face and grind the skin on his face raw with it, as one of his slaves sucked his cock right over the Husband. He wondered now was this his wife’s goodbye. Would he live, the pain was awful, finally as the night winded down he saw female slaves coming up, with black dirty feet from running around and putting them on his face to lick clean. He was still choking and gasping for air, but they would keep the filthy feet on his mouth until he licked them clean. He swallowed the dirty saliva in his mouth wondering what they had been walking on as the taste was the most terrible he had experienced. Finally he saw the naked women gathering. Five women by his side, they grabbed the dance bar, then one stood on his face, one stood on his chest and the weight made the pain of broken ribs surge hard again, the next on his belly the burning from internal bleeding, the next on his cock and finally the last one standing on top of each thigh. He couldn’t breathe; he couldn’t move and he thought this was it, he was going to die under the feet of five slave women. Everything went dark, was he going to die because of his foot fetish?

[smother sitter]

Another cool part of your long chapter.
Thank you Pdxrug

[Pdxrug]

4.8

The husband awoke in bed. He was sore and stiff. He could tell his torso was wrapped tightly. Then he realized, Gloria was on top riding his cock, her eyes closed holding her hands behind her neck, her bare breast bouncing in rhythm as she rode up and down his cock. He realized how hard he was and she was bouncing up and down, faster and faster as he felt the edge of an ejaculation approaching.

While he was trying to remember what happened after his last memory of being crushed to death by the five naked women, he heard Gloria’s loud scream and moans as she climaxed and that sent his spunk shoot deep inside her as if he had never had sex before. His body hurt as it tensed with each load shooting into her. The pain in his ribs and body now more intense, as he opened his eyes and saw Gloria sitting on his cock with a big smile on her face, welcome back my sleepy little slave. She slowed and went motionless and just remains sitting on him quietly. Do you remember anything? The husband relaxing more shook his head no.

We went to the private BDSM club and after a while you were chained to dancing poles on the stage and then your wife and Jamie came out and danced on you for quite some time. Yes, he remembered his wife, but she was killing him, how he still loved her but she must only hate him now. Then they came back and sat with me and the stage was open to all to perform acts or whatever they wanted. Needless to say you were stepped on, trampled more, sat on, orally performed for some of the slave girls, cleaned filthy dirty feet and on and on till about 3am in the morning. Unfortunately, I left with Jamie and your wife earlier and you were left with the dungeon master watching out for you. I’m not sure about everything they did to you but you did continue to get used. Then I heard finally several of the women stood on you face to legs till your screams weren’t’ heard anymore and you passed out. They always have a medical person available, so they treated your wounds and broken ribs, monitored your internal bleeding then delivered you here. That was 3 days ago, you have been out during that time and I couldn’t help seeing you here naked on your back, so my maid comes and sucks you till you are hard and then I get up on top and ride you. It’s been nice because you seem to last much longer now, but I did just love having you cum so hard inside me.

The maid walked in with coffee and toast and sat it down, Gloria got off the husband went and sat down as the maid went between her legs and started cleaning the mess. The husband raised the bed up and watched as he noticed he was still hard. The coffee tasted so good. Then eating the toast and jelly seemed to make his stomach feel better. Then the maid came over, leaned down and starting licking his cock, really cleaning it, even though it was more like a blow job. Gloria smiled and said we have to keep you clean for my next visit my sex slave. The husband looked at her, she was naked with her legs over the arm of the chair now and her perfect feet and soles facing him, as he erupted in the maids mouth a second time. She swallowed everything and finished with his cock clean of any of Gloria’s or his fluid left on his cock or balls.

What about my wife? Was she trying to kill me? No, but she is mad, Gloria responded. You might find she isn’t the same person you knew when your separation began. Now that you are awake, you will get a day to get moving around, it is my understanding you are to be at your psychiatrist’s office tomorrow where you will be meeting your wife and Jamie. I will not know if I can buy you from Jamie till after the session with them. I know you have wanted to return to your wife, but honestly, even though I was mean to you, I really would like to own you, being so much younger you make the perfect lover and slave. I will protect you more from the office girls; I won’t let them be so hard on you.

The husband was looked after by Gloria’s staff and was moving around. His body was still sore but he could walk and move his arms, he just had to be worried about taking too deep a breath or laughing with his ribs still healing. He went outside by the pool and saw Gloria on the lounger, naked, already with oil on her body for tanning. When he went over he decided to kneel at the end by her feet. He moved his face down and kissed the soles of her feet and said thank you for helping me understand myself better. I will be very happy to be your slave if you are able to buy me. I find myself attracted to you more than I ever thought I could. Gloria smiled, go lay down at the table under the umbrella. They walked over he laid down in front of her chair and she placed her feet side by side on his stomach. She looked down smiling, then moved one foot and covered his face, she had learned he like this position. She was quiet for some time as she felt his breath cover her sole and her other foot rising and falling on his stomach as he was breathing.

You know Jamie is your owner now. Jamie and your wife are a couple. Do you remember the woman Kay from Mistress Amy’s? The husband nodded under her foot. They purchased her and now own her. When your wife found out she was kind to you and doing sexual things with you, your wife has been abusing her terribly. Jamie I think is manipulating all of this and I think they are going to keep you. How do you feel about that? She moved her foot off his face and rested it gently on his chest to see if he could take it the weight.

This whole time I have wanted nothing more than to be with my wife again. I think everyone knows that and it seems like it has been one difficult situation after the other. I remember when you came in and used me and I realized we worked together, you don’t know how scared I was. Gloria nodded to him as she moved the foot from his stomach to his cock and was stroking it. Now, I could be your slave without regret. Jamie was always good to me in school and understood how I liked feet. If I hadn’t been with my wife back then, who knows, maybe I would have married her instead. When my wife and Jamie were so harsh with me, it now scares me to be with them again. I thought my head was going to explode and Jamie just kept standing on my head like I was nothing, do you think they know how much that hurts. Feeling my wife’s heels stab me each time she jumped off Kay’s back down on me. I don’t know how her heel just didn’t go into me and stab me to death. I didn’t see Kay clearly but I could tell she had marks and her face was down, she never really looked at me.
Gloria liked how hard his cock was now. How just her feet made him feel so good. The more she did use her feet, the more she liked it. It was a natural situation of Dominance over someone, but him enjoying it was also to her liking. Perhaps if they decide not to sell you, I could convince them to let me borrow you in exchanged for some of my other pets. The husband nodded and moved to his knees, pressing his face into her bare pussy and licking and sucking as she leaned back and moaned at his worship. Their time was short now and they both knew it, he would be at the office soon.

[L Murray]

Pdxrug,
Chapter 4.9 and 5.0????

[Pdxrug]

Hi, I have been writing some more, however, when I hit the stories link on the forum I get redirected here.
http://ilatinas.com/forums/forumdisplay.php?10-BBW-s-Big-Beautiful-Women...

If I didn't see the story with your post and came here via that link, I couldn't get into stories.

I don't know if this is only affecting me or if everyone is having the problem, don't know what is going on.

Thanks for your continued interest.

[smother sitter]

Try again. we been :matey: for the last few days
weild stuff be happening at the forum, but it should be fixed by now.
So if you have any additions, please post them here.
Also. Everyone had a problem

[Pdxrug]

Hi Smother, still gives me the same link, but the rest of the forum links up fine.

I'll try to connect and update again if it's the last post.

Thanks

[L Murray]

Pdxrug,
Hope you have not gven up on this story.

[Pdxrug]

4.9

The Husband arrived at the Psychiatrists office 10 minutes early. He took a seat in the waiting room and the woman assistant was there. She was dangling the pump off her nylon covered foot and would occasionally look up at the Husband with indifference and sometimes a nasty grin of disgust. He remembered how she abused him first. All the things that started from their first session and how his life had now become one of being owned as property. The woman answered the phone stood up and walked him down to the Psychiatrists office closing the door as she left. There was the original 3 chairs facing in a triangle and his Wife was there as well.

When he stepped in he was wondering where to go, on the floor or in a chair. They Psychiatrist said come sit in the chair. Well, she started it has been almost 2 months since our first meeting. It’s amazing the original profile testing you did have shown to be accurate about parts of your personalities you may have suppressed. She looked at the Wife and said you have obviously found a dominant side that hadn’t surfaced before. She looked at the husband, while it may have been more difficult for you; you appear to have accepted your place as submissive to women. I think before we go any further, you both need to share what you have been doing the past couple of months up till your Wife hurting you at the club.

The wife went first. Starting when she left, went to visit her Mother in Law, and explaining everything she found out about his parents, meeting up with Jamie and finding feelings for Dominance and other women. She watched as her Husband reacted almost in shock at what he heard, never really admitting his suspicions. Then visiting her parents and back to spend time with Jamie, finally deciding they were going to be a couple and live together. How they decided to relocate back here and Jamie working in this office and at the University as a Professor. She went on about having highs and lows about her feelings towards her husband; feeling sorry for him before finding out about Kay, Gloria and the others who were using him for sex. The first visit to the dungeon in masks when he lay beneath her and Jamie’s feet. Finding out Gloria wanted to buy him, but Jamie had secured his ownership now. Then going to the club and watching him being a slave to others while she watched. She asked Jamie to help hurt him when they put him on the dance floor. She said it felt good and didn’t care how badly you got hurt; she wanted him to suffer for all the change he created in her life by still wanting to be with her.

The wife was in tears as she looked at him. He was dressed nice like a businessman, no one would ever suspect he was now a slave and had a foot fetish. The husband held his head down unable to look her in the eye knowing he had caused all of this by his selfishness.

The Psychiatrist then looked at the husband to tell his side.

The husband had a hard time expressing his feelings. He was watching as his Wife was regaining her emotions. He started when they drove home from the first session. How they made love like in the early days. How he felt reconnected and didn’t want to lose her. How he agreed to therapy but how she made love to the man from the office and how he was abused by the woman. How she watched him being punished and then having him clean another man’s spunk from her pussy. He agreed to do anything to keep her and stay in her life. Then when she decided to leave and take some time away. How everything changed. He got to where he didn’t like feet. Everyone knew he would do anything to have his wife back. He was sent from one situation to the next. Then meeting Gloria at Mistress Amy’s school and how his submission was extended into the work place. Then after Jamie had him sign his life away as property to be back with his wife, he was told he would be sold. He was starting to cry, and was feeling like there was no hope. When she and Jamie came up on the dance floor and starting to crush him, he thought she wanted him dead. His wife was looking at him now, with a sympathetic face. Then looking right in her eyes, despite everything, seeing you here and knowing it was my doing that created all of it, I owe you my sincere apology and whatever fate is decided for me. Both of them were still in love.

The Psychiatrist looked at both of them with a big smile. To the husband she asked is there anything you want or need, especially from a counseling standpoint. He asked, what do you mean? I think you have discovered yourself, you are trained enough to serve and you have an owner who is your wife’s partner and you are community property in their relationship and in the state by law.

He looked at both of them, realizing what this really was now. The Psychiatrist asked the wife as well, and she quickly smiled and said no, besides Jamie can help with those questions. They all stood up and the husband got a hug from his wife first, I do love you, but I love you more now that we have found out what our true relationship is. The Psychiatrist then hugged him and kissed his cheek, you are going to be a wonderful slave and make many others happy serving them. She then told the husband when she saw him next, it would probably be as a quest at Jamie’s and his wife’s house where she could then really enjoy his service as she won’t be treating him anymore. The husband’s eyes went wide with the remarks.

The wife turned to the door, come on slave, you need to drive me home to Jamie. He knew to open the door for her as they left, then the car door wondering if she would sit in the front or back of the SUV. She sat in the front, feeling like it was old times like before. Do you have any questions now that we are alone, as her hand went across and started to rub his cock under his pants? Startled he said, I think I am here for your pleasure and to make you happy, however you wish me. Just because you are a slave, she started, doesn’t mean I won’t have feelings for you. I will be able to have sex with you now and you know you have to make it good for me. I also find it more natural for others to be under my feet. I enjoy the power it gives me. And you remember the sole of my foot can be pleasurable or painful depending on how I choose to use it. He said of course, I was in bed recovering for 2 days after our last dance, as he turned and smiled at her knowing it was never going to be like before, but excited he would be with her again.

They parked and he got out, opening her car door then following her to the house and opening the front door. When they walked in, they heard Jamie say we are outside. They went out and there was Kay on the patio, legs spread and arms at her side naked with her collar. Jamie in her bikini enjoying the warm day and her feet crossed on Kay’s belly. She pointed with her toe to the tattoo just above Kara’s pussy. “Owned by Jamie and Kara”, the wife’s name. Jamie looked up at the husband and said, you get fitted for your collar and tattoo tomorrow slave, go undress and come back. The husband left quickly finding a quest room. He returned to find his wife had changed also into a bikini and was sitting next to Jamie, her feet crossed at the ankles resting on Kay’s face. How does it feel to stand there seeing someone else under my feet my darling husband. Jamie smiled as she looked at his erect cock sticking straight out. The wife curled her finger for him to come close, as she grabbed his cock holding it in her hand stroking it, this will be for me tonight. Do you remember how to make my favorite drink lover, she looked at her husband. Is it still a Lemon Drop Martini, Ma’am? The wife said yes, and if they aren’t as good as before, Jamie is already looking for an excuse to punish you in front of me. I am looking forward to it too, but do a good job so I don’t have to enjoy you beaten and battered tonight lover. He looked at Jamie seeing her controlling smile, knowing he was no longer just with his wife now and then looked down at Kay, under four beautiful feet of women he was attracted to, then at the tattoo. Kay had found what she was looking for here too, to be owned.

He returned with the drinks sitting them down on the side table between them, they both sipped the sweet summer drinks exchanging looks then Jamie said you won’t be punished; I see what she likes about your bartender skills anyway. Jamie then moved her feet and pointed for him to put his face in Kay’s pussy. He got down on all fours and lowered his face into her, smelling the wetness covering his nose then he felt his face pushed into it Kay as Jamie place one foot on the back of his head and then the weight as her leg crossed pushing his face deeper into Kay.

The two of them leaning back, enjoying their drinks and life. They discussed visiting the leather store for his collar and the appointment made at the tattoo parlor. Then the normal conversation of schedules, financial matters and the open house they were planning to have in the next week or two. The wife mentioned, when I told her about our new relationship, his mother is anxious to come down and find out more about it and how it is working. Fear went through the husband’s mind thinking of the humiliation he would feel in front of his mother. What was going to happen next, he knew he wouldn’t have a choice. He felt the feet lift off him and as he raised his head they were both standing now. His wife told Kay to take him to the bedroom and prepare him on the bed how she had discussed. Kay said yes Ma’am as she took the husband by his cock and walked back to the bedroom.

To be continued ……

[smother sitter]

Gald you found your way back, PDXrug

[L Murray]

Pdxrug, I see you are off to the races! Can't wait for the family reunion.

[LuvsHerHeels]

awesome chapter...luv how this is going.
thanks so much for continuing the story.

[Pdxrug]

Part 5 – A Reunited Relationship

The husband opened his eyes and felt his wife cuddled close to him, both feeling fulfilled and happy to be with her again. Kay knocked on the door carrying a tray of coffee, juice and fruit. Ma’am, she said, its 9am, you wanted me to make sure you were awake. The wife woke and started to get positioned to lean back in bed, when she said to her husband, get some pillows behind my back, you need to learn to anticipate my needs. The husband complied and Kay put the tray down over the wife’s lap with her breakfast. She sipped her coffee and closed her eyes, a smile forming remembering last night. When she opened her eyes, she looked at her husband; you need to be kneeling over here beside me.

The husband was shocked now, it started out submissive but then they were lovers again. He started to move and knelt down on the other side. She picked a couple grapes and put them to his lips to eat, be a good pet. Kay, put his collar back on and use a leash to take him out of here, the wife said. The husband’s’ face showed he was hurt. He followed behind Kay on his hands and knees, when the wife told Kay to hurry back to give her a shower. They went down the hall, Kay looked down at him, isn’t this wonderful, you are back with your wife and I have owners now. The husband was confused. He was happy Kay had found a home but his wife was sending mixed signals to him. They went out on the deck and he noticed that under the table, there was a 9” step down. Kay said, you need to lay down face up and spread your legs and hands to the corners. As he got down into the depression, Kay brought a pot of coffee and the phone, I need to get in the shower with your wife and I’ll see you later. He saw a shadow go by and saw it was Jamie, her long bare legs and body he thought. She pulled out a chair, her feet flopped down on him hard and did you enjoy your time with my lover last night slave? He was realizing the change wasn’t what he hoped for.

She started making phone calls, answering messages, setting appointments, her lap top being typed on. It was as if he wasn’t there. He started to relax, she does have nice feet and they feel good. He always had a crush on Jamie even though he wanted his wife back then more than her. Her feet moved around him as she talked. Crossing her legs, tapping her foot on him, he started growing hard again. When a foot came on top of his face, his head turned to the side forcing his eyes closed, he started remembering last night.

Kay was pulling him by the cock into the bedroom. She gave him a hug once in and said she was so happy to be with him again. He was laid out on the bed and tied spread eagle. Kay always kept a smile on her face as she bound him to the bed. Then taking her hands, she started rubbing his body with a scented lotion. When she was down at his inner thighs, she bent over and her mouth covered his cock, the warm wetness sucking and moving up and down made him instantly hard like a rock. She wiped off his cock and then covered his cock and balls in the lotion. She dimmed the lights low and left the room.

It was a few minutes, he was so aroused, his cock bouncing back and forth a sexual finish running through his head. His wife came in and took her top off then slid the bottoms off stepping out of them. She crawled up on the bed and then on all fours on top of him. Her long hair came down and tickled his face and chest as she planted kisses and licks on him. Then the slapping sound came into the room as she said, Jamie is enjoying Kay tonight. She really enjoys corporal punishment with her sex. She has shared how she needs to remind you of how you dumped her for me; I hope it isn’t too painful for you. She moved down and her teeth started to bite his nipples, playfully at first then harder till he was squirming beneath her. She turned around and now he looked up at her perfectly shaved pussy hovering over his face as she started to tease his cock with licks and nibbles. She had never done this before but he was clearly harder than he could ever remember. Was the pain making him harder?

Slowly she lowered her sex down on his mouth and began to kiss and lick her. Her hand was now holding his balls firmly; he was squirming as her hips lowered down more on his face. He heard as she moaned, how his balls made his stomach churn and how she was pressing hard on his face now, rubbing over his mouth and nose. He felt the shiver go through her as he tasted the fluid running into his mouth, realizing she just orgasm. He tried to remember when it had been so quick before. She turned around on top of him and mounted him, holding his cock as she guided it inside her warm wet pussy and slowly slide down letting it fill her completely. She moaned saying I always loved your cock when it was this hard. He looked up at her sitting on his cock, slowly raising and lowering and squeezing it. She did feel tight and she was focused on her pleasure. Soon she leaned forward and braced her hands on his chest as she started pumping on him faster. He also was lifting his hips up trying to meet so both of them were pressed deep as they could. He loved how she looked, her eyes closed, her hair hanging down and then the whimpering sounds, as he felt the surge of his release go over the edge and he was shooting big loads up inside her. She was grinding him as her second orgasm came and after everything was exhausted and milked she sat back up on him. She reached behind her and picked up a glass of wine that had been left and a riding crop. She laid the riding crop on his chest and just sipped her wine, regaining her composure. He could still feel her pussy squeezing his cock and keeping it stiff when she leaned forward and poured a small amount of wine into his mouth.

She smiled down as she sat back up and said, you will be expected to give it that good at least twice. She raised the crop and hit his chest hard, he jumped feeling the sting, her hips rode his body and cock like a cowgirl. Good boy, Smaaaaaaaaaaaaack, hitting him again hard, as he jerked up and she smiled enjoying his revival, feeling his cock stiffen as she rode him. She started rising and lowering her hips on his cock again. She would take the crop and run the leather patch at the end teasing his body, his nipples and then into his mouth making it wet. Try harder lover, I want you as hard as last time, the husband was looking up at her holding the crop, trying to make it harder when the crop came down on his right nipple, wet and stinging harder. He jerked up and kept rising up to keep her happy and the crop from hurting him. Yes, come on pony boy, let me ride you. He was getting so aroused this was a wife he had known for years who wasn’t the same woman he separated with months ago. She changed the crop handle around and told him to lift his hips up and keep them up. He pressed his body up and she kept pressed completely on his cock.

Smack, Smack, Smack as the crop hit his ass. Faster pony and higher. He looked up and saw the dominance in her he never realized that was there. Whack, Whack, Whack, damn he was feeling real pain as he pushed up higher, he realized she was helping by being up on her knees but still her weight would push down on him. She looked at him with a big smile now, she was enjoying her husband like she never had before, I’ll give you to the count of 10 to cum in me, if you don’t lover, I will beat you with the crop nonstop till you cum. She started counting holding the crop up high over him now, 10, 9, she saw the panic in his face and eyes, 8, 7, I should tell you I won’t mind beating you lover, 6, then he shot his load again, was it fear, was she hot, he strained as he would still spasm hard but not as much came out, he was surprised how much the spasm continue as she pushed down with all her weight and held him trapped in her.

Hmmmmm yes slave, you will do, she picked up a small cloth, rose up off his cock and covered her pussy, as she scooted up his body till her pussy was over his mouth. He closed his eyes knowing what she was doing, he had to eat his own spunk, open wide she said, as gobs of the sticky warm mess fell into his mouth then her weight came down smothering his face, making him swallow and gasp for air, how cruel she had become, how hot she had become, who was this woman.

As he finished cleaning her, his tongue getting it all, she leaned over while on his face and undid his wrists, rolling off him she said undo your ankles lover. He was spent but managed to get it done then she embraced him saying thank you, that was wonderful. I wish we could have had this before, where you didn’t have to become a slave. She was falling asleep in his arms, their warm bodies holding tight.

He felt the air go out of him as Jamie stomped his stomach. I said get out from under there and get ready for town, you pig. He realized he had gone so deep remembering last night he forgot he was still laying under Jamie’s feet all this time.

[Aramis]

Like the new chapter, thank you, hope you keep writing!

[Pdxrug]

5.1

The 4 of them got in the car, Jamie and the Wife in back and Kay in front with the husband driving. It was 11 am when they pulled up in front of the BDSM Leather Store. It was a large store, mail-order, models and demonstration rooms. In fact there was an exclusive Dungeon Club in back, but it was for members only. They clipped a leash on Kay’s collar as they walked in from the street. After starting down the first aisle, a short 5’0” Goth girl came and asked if she could help find or try anything for them. The Wife said we would like to try some collars out here for my husband, our slave. The Goth girl looked at the two women, both much taller and smiled, saying please follow me, and if you wish, you can have your slaves on all fours. Kay looked at Jamie and she could tell immediately to get down. The Wife turned and looked at her husband; well you too, get down there.

As he crawled on the floor in public, down the aisles of clothing, accessories boots, other patrons of the store would look down at him and smile, he overheard one woman say, I want to have a slave like him so bad. Both Jamie and his Wife were wearing sandaled shoes so with each step he could see the sole of their foot a brief moment. He knew feet got him in the mess but he was so addicted he would never be able to live without them.

They arrived in an area where there were many collars on display, jeweled, leather, chain and he Goth girl came over and her thick soled boot came down on the husband’s fingers as she began to discuss collars. Jamie said they wanted to get three of or four for both of them, matching preferred so both Kay and him would look the same. She twisted her boots on his fingers as she pulled several down. Jamie and the wife sat down as the Goth girl asked permission to sit on Kay’s back while she showed the collars. The Wife said put them on him and let’s see. The husband crawled over to the Goth girl and he felt the first one, a tight fitting leather collar with about 3 inches of chain, so if it was pulled it could tighten and restrict. Then a full length neck collar making it impossible to bend at the neck. Each time he crawled over to his owners, they had their legs crossed with their sandaled feet in front of him, he was getting hard again and he really couldn’t believe it. Did he like humiliation now too?

Jamie asked if they had all of them in stock and could they get the engraving done while they wait and if they could come back and pick up their slaves after lunch. The Goth girl got up off Kay and looked at the computer schedule. Our waiting cages are full, we do have two cages available in the demo room, however they would need to be available for customers to try merchandise out on them, if that meets with your approval. Jamie said fine with me how about you Kara, the Wife nodded approval. It’s very unlikely, but if one of our members comes out and needs a toy to play with, they could be taken to the private dungeon in back. I need you to approve your request and the release if they are hurt, injured or marked. Also mark the box they are disease free and you understand we have a no limits policy. She swiped the credit card, would you like me to call your cell phone when everything is ready to pick up? Jamie gave her the number and the two of them walked out. The Goth girl found leather collars with the words “demo slaves” on them. She put them on both Kay and the husband and walked them down to another area on all fours. She told both of them to get naked and go into cages 8 and 9.

The black doors were shut behind them and there was a dark curtain covering the bars. The light went on over each of their cages and the Demo employee pulled the curtains back so Kay and the husband could be seen. The demo lady was dressed in a corset with leather shorts and lace up knee boots with 3 inch heels. Both of them looked at her and while she was beautiful, she also had a no nonsense look on her face when she asked, have you been demo slaves here before. They both said no Ma’am. If a customer wants to try anything out, I will ask a few questions then tell you what is expected. If you displease the customer or me, you will be put out in the center for me to demonstrate on, and believe me you will suffer intense pain. Do we understand each other? They both said yes Ma’am.
There were 7 other cages, mostly men, most overweight and one other woman, also overweight. The husband looked at Kay and they both knew, they were the youngest and most attractive of the slaves in the demo room. Then the lady who saw him crawling walked in with her girlfriend. She immediately spotted the husband in the cage and walked over. Those two beautiful women left you in here for me to try out, how nice. The Demo woman came over and said yes, him and his sister slave just arrived, very good looking slaves and they haven’t been used for anything yet. Did you have some items you wanted to try out ladies. The woman said yes several, tell me slave what is your fetish, Kay spoke up when she didn’t hear him answer, he loves the feel of feet on his body, bare or stocking. The husband looked at Kay and then at the three standing in front of his cage and turned red nodding his head as he looked down at the feet of the three women. A shy one the woman said. The Demo woman opened his cage taking his leash and having him step out. She handed the leash to the woman; you are welcome to inspect him.

Her girlfriend reminded her that she still wanted a cock cage for her boy friend and they wanted a pair of floggers they could do breast floggings with. The demo woman said let me bring you some to try out; I’ll leave him here with you. Lay down slave the woman said. The husband got down on his back and looked up at her holding his leash, when she lifted her pump and pulled the back of her heel across his face to get out of her shoes. Then rubbed her sweaty foot over his face, so this is what excites you does it. When she noticed his cock firming up she moved down and put her other foot on his cock and watched it turn rock hard. She purred and asked her girlfriend was his cock the same size as her boyfriends cock. She said god no, he is much bigger. She slipped out of her leather loafers and walked over putting her feet on him and he smelled the leather aroma on her foot as she rubbed his face with it.

The demo woman was back. Would you like to put it on down there or should we stand him up. The woman handed the leash to the demo lady and she jerked for him to get up. He had two Velcro cuffs put around his wrists and his arms were lifted by the wench. His arms where stretched high and his legs spread wide as he stood in front of the two women, they were shown one cage just to keep him from playing with it, an opening for him to pee and a leather strap to go around his balls sack. The next one was more like a vice, to flatten his cock and could be adjusted to move forward or backwards. The last one had pins inside that could be adjusted in or out to apply points to the length of his shaft with a matching ball vise.

Let’s try that one, with the pins. The demo lady slapped his cock and balls a couple times to get him softer, she opened the clam shell then placed his cock in it. She closed it and latched it shut. She then pointed out the screw to adjust how far the pins would go in, let me show you, she turned it so the pins were just a hair away from touching his meat. Now, if you want to tease and arouse him, you can see has he gets hard he will feel the pins. She got close to him and started to kiss and blow warm breath on his hear and rub his nipple, he did grow harder and as he did you could see the dimples inside the cage start to press in making dimples. Her girlfriend said oh yea, I like this one, I will be able to control him very well. The woman looked and stepped in and was rubbing his inner thighs with her leg and knee and then let her bare foot press and slide down his leg. He was getting very hard again, then the sales lady said perfect, she pulled the strip at the base and a plastic band squeezed around his cock. Now you can control him to keep him hard and not let his release his nasty old spunk until you want him too. The woman then started twisting the knob so the pins went deeper into him, she was excited when he started moaning in pain.
What about the floggers her girlfriend said. The demo lady handed her the matching floggers designed to be used at the same time swinging and alternating blows on the flesh. She started twirling them in front of the husband as he heard the swishing sound in his ears. The woman said can I stand on his sister slave while my girlfriend beats him? The demo lady opened Kay’s cage and she was immediately put down on her back in front of them. The woman wasted no time stepping up on her belly, then moving around getting her balance. The woman was watching the husband and saw his cock start to bounce, from her standing and placing her feet on Kay. So you like to watch it too slave, I wonder if your owners would rent you out. Finally the woman planted one foot on Kay’s face and the other on her belly and leaned back on the wall, while her girlfriend started.

The girlfriend had the rhythm down and moved in front of him. She started swinging and just the tips of the strands caught his chest. Then closer and more of the strands were biting him now. He was clearing feeling the pain. Marks were appearing on his chest, bright red streaks crisscrossing, and his cock was still hard and bouncing as he looked at the woman standing on Kay, knowing the weight would start to weaken her, like when they stood on his head when he was with Gloria at the club.

The girlfriend satisfied stepped back. She looked at her friend and said would you like to try them. The woman said sure, but only if the kind lady will stand on her, while I do. The demo lady looked down at Kay with a hidden grin, and stepped over towards her with her spiked heel boots. She first took the point of her heel and placed in on Kay’s nipple and slowly twisted it back and forth. The demo lady turned to the woman, how harsh would you like it. The women smiled and turned to the husband, how much should your sister slave suffer while I beat you. He looked at the woman and at Kay on the floor. Please she didn’t do anything the husband pleaded with the woman. The woman said, trample her hard. The demo lady got up and walked up and down Kay, no hesitation, no consideration, and it was clearly painful for Kay.

The woman began beating the husband with the floggers, his ass, hips, and thighs then across his stomach. She said I want your stomach to match your chest. She kept turning to look at Kay getting tortured by the tall leather clad woman with her heels sinking deep into her flesh. The wife and Jamie walked backed in and stood there watching. The woman was so into her Domme space beating the husband and his sorry looks to Kay for his fetish. Finally the girlfriend tapped her shoulder between the floggers swinging and said their owners are back. The woman stopped beating the husband and the Demo lady stepped off the marked and bruised Kay. They said we want to take two sets of both, we are very pleased. The demo lady went off to ring up the sale as Jamie came over and put her arm around the woman. You were doing that very well, have you been practicing or are already accomplished with the flogger.

The woman went on about her ex husband and how he liked being beaten. She had been able to have plenty of practice. She told Jamie how her girlfriend has asked her to help train her boyfriend to be a good slave like yours here. But to be honest the woman went on, I have never gotten to enjoy a foot slave, the worship, massaging and of course being used as a rug. Jamie introduced the wife and the talked about how her husband ended up this way and the four women were laughing and giggling and talking like old friends in just minutes.

They exchanged contact info, the husband was let down and also laying on the floor now. We are taking him to get a matching tattoo, as the wife’s foot pointed to Kay’s tattoo. The woman thought that was perfect saying she didn’t even know what it said earlier. The wife told them if they wanted to stand or walk on them before they left, to feel free. Both women started walking on them, they twisted their bare soles on the husbands marked chest and belly and then walking on Kay, standing and pointing to all the deep heel marks still left in her body from the demo lady trampling her. Finally, the each stood facing each other with full weight face standing. The girlfriend said we can punish my boyfriend this way if he doesn’t get with the program. The woman said yes, and we can stay on his head till he begs, like her husband did for mercy. I can’t wait to get home. The two women stepped off, thanked Jamie and the wife, saying we will come to your get together for sure, especially if these two are there. The short Goth gal came back with the two matching collars with the names engraved. They collars were put on Kay and the husband, they got dressed and went out to the car, to go to the tattoo parlor next.

[superpower34]

ty, saga continue

[LuvsHerHeels]

GR* continuation...luv how the ladies trampled Kay...more please.
thanks.

[Pdxrug]

5.1a

The husband pulled the car up to the tattoo shop. Amazingly it was very upscale, not the biker run down place he anticipated. He was surprised when he opened the door for his wife and Jamie; his wife clipped his leash on and walked him on the public sidewalk into the front door. The entry had a desk and receptionist, who confirmed their appointment and called the artist up front. When the husband saw her in red shorts and a black sports bra, he couldn’t believe how she had tattoos almost everywhere on her body. She was barefoot also, and when she turned to show them to their area, her soles where a dirty dark color and he was immediately turned off. He never liked filthy feet.

The artist remembered Kay and asked the two if they wanted it the same on him. They nodded but Jamie pulled out her contract the husband had signed and asked if she could add the slave number as well. The artist said no problem, where would you like it placed, the wife answered on his cock, can you do that. It is more difficult but yes it can be done.

The artist unclipped the leash from the collar and began undressing him taking his shirt and then pants off and finally his underwear. He will need to be shaved, do you want me to do it or would you like to do it. You know what needs to be done, but can you do it while you stand on Kay. The artist looked at her, so that is why you wanted me barefoot with dirty feet. I see. Kay looked and got undressed then laid down, the artist moved the husband by Kay as she got out the safety razors and shaving cream. When the artist came back she stood next to Kay and smiled down at her, I thought he was the one with the foot fetish. We think he will get hard watching her under your feet to, Jamie said. The artist stepped up on Kay; she leaned back on the table even though all her weight was pressing down. The husband noticed each time her feet moved, dirt marks were left on Kay’s body. She first cut most of his hair with scissors and he was rock hard by the time she was done.

Jamie and the wife were flirting and hugging with each other talking about how exciting it was enjoying their new lifestyle and slaves. The artist put the cream on his stubble and with the razor, pulled his skin tight and started shaving the hair off. He has to stand on the other side of Kay all this time and he did look down at the tattooed feet on top of Kay. Then when she pulled the head of his cock to get in closer she shifted her foot onto Kay’s face and pressed her weight down while she finished that side. The husband was throbbing now, seeing someone else getting used as a rug for such filthy feet. Some of the shaving cream had dropped down on top of Kay and the artist’s feet. The wife commanded him to drop down and lick it off Kay and the artist. When he got down there, he saw where the dirt from her feet had been smeared and transferred on to Kay. He started licking it up but the taste of the dirt from the floor made him want to choke. When he was done with Kay he moved to the artist feet and while the tops weren’t dirty he could still see dirty on the sole. When he finished the foot on the stomach he moved to the foot still planted on Kay’s face. When he went to lick the foot he suddenly could see Kay’s eyes and how the toes and part of the ball were still black and how Kay’s face had the dirt now. When he licked the shaving cream he backed up and kneeled.

The artist said get on the table with your legs hanging over the edge. As she stepped off Kay, foot prints and dirt marks still covered her body. The artist then picked up the bottle of alcohol and antiseptic and rubbed it all over the shaved area and the cock. The husband let out a loud yelp as Jamie and the wife laughed watching. The artist looked at the hard cock and said this won’t do and picked up some duct tape and taped his hard cock down to his thigh. Then in her chair between his legs she had him lie back on the table and start to draw out the wording, property of Kara and Jamie and then he heard the ink pen turned on and felt the sting as she worked it over the letters she wrote. While it was painful, he didn’t move and even though she hadn’t played with his cock, he couldn’t go soft having her leaning over him.

She patted the area with her cloth, removing any blood and ink then with a smile, ripped the duct tape and saw his cock, again swabbing is cock with the alcohol and antiseptic. She then told Kay to come over and kneel between his legs. Jamie and the wife came over to watch this part closer. Bending his cock down the artist put the head to Kay’s mouth and said keep your teeth behind the head rim and keep your tongue working over his pee hole. Kay did as instructed and it was clear how hard he was now, you could see the throbbing.

She decided to free hand the numbers rather than draw them first. Now hold still she told the husband. Jamie said we can help, as both of them got up on the table and sat on him, Jamie just above his new tattoo and the wife on his chest. He felt the weight and couldn’t move his upper body now. The pin hit his cock and while he couldn’t jump his cock twitched. The artist said you have to hold it tight, bite down harder it can’t move. Kay did as instructed feeling her teeth sinking into him and her tongue pressing and moving over his pee hole. The husband felt the pain, much more now, was hardly able to breathe with the two women sitting on him and the pain from his cock being bitten he just tried to focus on other things.

Finally, it was over, the artist got up, told Kay she could let go, the women went back to their chairs and the artist joined them off to the side. Well, it wasn’t as weird as I thought it would be. Although everyone did ask why I wasn’t wearing my sandals today, the wife told her husband to come over and lay down in front of the artist. The artist looked at him admiring her work, so my lover up front and I get kinky but we haven’t done the foot thing before. It did seem weird to stand on your slave girl, but once I got used to it, you do feel power. Jamie nodded, and you are welcome to put your feet on him and have him lick your soles clean, for helping us carry out our afternoon plan. The artist raised her still dirty feet and put one over his face and she felt his tongue start to lick, she shook her head saying this is disgusting but I understand.

The husband had never liked dirty feet or shoes or humiliation. When her foot came down and he saw the dark dirt cover his face he was felt sick to his stomach licking the dirt off, but knew better than to refuse. The artist told Kay she could clean up at the sink. Kay started to get the remaining dirt off herself when the receptionist came in with a bottle of wine. The artist looked up, perfect timing lover, you know Kara and Jamie and we just finished the slave. Her lover looked and said is he licking those filthy feet of yours, the artist said it was part of the deal and to be honest it isn’t all bad. The wife and Jamie snickered and kissed each other. Come on, come sit with me and put your feet on him, the artist said and the receptionist sat down and put her flip flops on his body and then Kay came over and poured 4 classes of wine for them.

The receptionist said I thought you would prefer a woman rather than a man for this. Well you missed the part where I stood on top of her while I shaved his area. Oh, was she comfortable or did you have a hard time balancing. Once you stop worrying about them and just do what you need to do, it wasn’t hard at all. Maybe we are going to have to try out a slave for us sometime, the artist said.

The husband’s face was dirty but the sole looked pretty clean. When the other foot came down on his face he felt her cross her leg and the extra weight made it hard to lick and swallow all the dirt. The receptionist said, surprised they don’t get pedicures from them with all this foot worship stuff. The artist leaned over and kissed her lover and her foot came up enough for the husband to see it was almost clean.

The wife said to the two of them, we are going to be having a get together soon and our slaves will be available to the guests. We would be happy to have you come visit and check it out. I only recently have gotten into this lifestyle, but I warn you, once you understand it isn’t abnormal, you will want your own slave. They nodded and smiled then the artist stood up on the husband and said I need to get to my next appointment, but it was a pleasure doing this with you and thank you for the generous tip for my participation. She stepped down and her lover just got up and followed her out. The slaves got dressed and then when the leashes went on, the wife said, you two crawl like dogs out to the car. Kay was fine accepting this is what she wanted but the husband was still having a hard time looking ridiculous he thought being humiliated in public. He opened the back door for them on his knees and he and Kay got in the front driving back home, but then he thought, it isn’t my home anymore.

[Pdxrug]

any good dirty feet pics for this section, and if you have a pic you want to post to maybe be part of the writing please post it

[stefano78gr]

Can't wait for more. Epic series.

[Pdxrug]

5.1b

The husband was getting into his routine of going to work during the week, still seeing Gloria and Puja at the office, knowing they both saw him as a submissive they could take advantage of, but he wasn’t having to serve all the admin employees Gloria had reporting to her. Home was normalizing too as he and Kay spent their time in service to his Wife and Jamie. Jamie always seemed to be the stricter and more severe punisher. His Wife was always caring but used both of them as slaves. Wednesday came quickly when he walked in saw his wife on the phone sipping her martini with Kay on all fours supporting her legs on her back. She put her hand over the phone and said darling get changed and back out here to fix me another lemon drop martini. She crossed her ankles on Kay and the husband started staring at the soles of her feet. Don’t worry darling, I need a foot massage and some worship, then went back to her conversation.

He came back naked wearing his collar, wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs as he went to get his Wife’s empty martini glass, she reached out and squeezed his soft cock with her hand speaking into the phone, Mr. Wiggly needs some attention and then started laughing. He returned with her drink and saw the lotions were on the floor as he knelt next to Kay, he moved close enough for his Wife’s bare soles to press against his hips and stomach. He then warmed the peppermint lotion in his hands and started to work his wife’s feet hanging past Kay’s back. He listened to his wife on the phone not knowing who she was speaking to, when he asked the last time, Jamie gave him 20 swats with a wooden paddle, he learned not to ask anymore as his ass burned and was sore for a day.

Of course he will give you a foot massage, his wife said, he is giving me mine now and he has learned to do it well. Of course he will be your footstool while you watch TV or whatever you are doing. Oh yes, he has become very tone and tight so walking on him doesn’t cause you to lose your balance, but we do have a rail installed to hang on to, when Jamie and I decide to trample them. Well if you step there, Jamie and I are fine with it, crushing his cock and balls aren’t always sexual. Yes you told me when he was young he always wanted you to stand on him while you did the dishes.

The husband’s color went pale; he realized she was talking to his mother. He stopped in motion still holding his wife’s foot, when she hit him with the crop, I didn’t tell you to stop. He woke up and returned to his thumbs working the ball of her foot and his eyes went up pleading into hers. His wife put the phone on speaker, he can hear you now, say something honey. The husband looked at his wife then at the phone, hello Mom. I’m so happy you finally have the relationship you have always wanted and can enjoy your foot fetish without humiliation anymore, his mother said. I remember when you were a little boy you always wanted my feet on you. Mom, do you really know what our relationship is now. Yes, you are legally Jamie’s property per the agreement you signed. Jamie and Kara, your wife are a civil union couple now and they share you and Kay, who I haven’t met as their personal servants. You know everything Mom? Yes and I am looking forward to having Kay as my bedroom servant when I come to visit next week. Mom, you like women. Honey, you haven’t been home for so long, you will find out when I get there and let you massage and lay under my feet. But I have never been into the feet thing like you, but your wife says I have to try trampling you and walking all over you, and I mean all over you. I need to go Kara, see you in a week, bye slaves, his mother then hung up.

His wife was smiling looking at him. Do you remember in school, when I was a cheerleader and we played your little game? You were part of the cheer squad from the losing team and had to come and massage my feet and let me walk all over you. Her husband turned red remembering, yes, you liked having a make believe scene to stand on me back then. While you were at work, I found out a lot about Kay and she was a cheerleader in school too. Why don’t you make me another martini and I can have Kay be the losing cheerleader from the other team who I get to torture. If you kiss my feet well, maybe I’ll let you watch. The husband lowered his face to her soles, still on Kay’s back, and began to kiss and cover his face with them. He heard his wife say, such a good slave you are.

From Clairesslaves.com

[L Murray]

OMG the mother finally visits! will she bring the father slave?

[stefano78gr]

I love the last chapter, Keep writing man

[Pdxrug]

5.1c

The husband had continued to kiss, lick and rub his face into his Wife’s soles. They were soft from the massage and the peppermint lotion. The smell was still strong. Finally his wife pushed his face away with her foot. She took her legs off of Kay still on all fours. The wife told them both to stand up next to each other as she walked over behind her husband. She clipped his two wrist cuffs together behind his back then walked around in front and started running her hands over his chest. She would plant kisses and tease his already hard cock with her hand. I enjoy you so much more now darling. Tell me are you happy now living your fantasy in real life.

The husband was very aroused by his wife and knew his wife’s personality had been changing. I love you so much he said. I think indulging my foot fetish with you, really didn’t provide you any gratification. Sex was always about feet somehow. It wasn’t fair to you. When you left me, I knew I couldn’t live without you; it would be the worst life ever without you. When I became a submissive and being used by so many I realized how lucky I had been with you. But everything they did to me, I thought if I get through it I might be able to be with you again. I am very happy to be with you again and hope over time as you forgive me, we will have a relationship where we can still be close to each other without me being only your slave.

The wife had a tear in her eye; you know it’s too late for that. I do sometimes have feelings for how it used to be, but I love Jamie now. We could have divorced but you didn’t want to do it. The Wife put her hand around the back of his neck and pulled his face down to hers and gave him a long slow wet kiss. If you ever tell me you can’t enjoy being with me as a slave, I will talk to Jamie and we will sell you. Those are your options and honestly, I very much enjoy making love to you on my terms so I don’t see you leaving anytime soon. I guess the happier you make me the easier your life will be with us.

She moved in front of Kay. The wife touched her body from her face, chest and her bare pussy. She looked at her husband, Kay is the perfect slave. She wants to be owned. She wants to please. She will never complain. I found out today she is from a well to do family, well educated and could have chosen many paths for her life. She is only complete when she is a total piece of property. I’m thinking I might have you stand and watch her serve your mother.


The wife’s face changed and she looked at Kay. You know the terms of our arrangement and your team lost the game. Both you and your boyfriend, looking at her husband, are here to pay for losing. Kay said, we only lost by one point you bitch. Yes, my boyfriend and I are here to pay, but you just wait till you lose and see what happens to you. The wife slapped her face hard, the sound filled the room. Kay still playing the role looked defiant. The wife grabbed Kay by the hair took her over by the wall with the hand rail and pushed her down on her knees. Kiss my feet loser, you will find out my new cheer tonight as I do it on you. Kay lowered her face and kissed the tops of her feet and kept her face down.

The wife wiggled her finger for the husband to come over. He moved next to them. The wife kicked Kay in the face, stay on your knees and suck your boyfriend but if he cum’s you will regret it. The husband stood there, his legs spread and his hands behind his back. Kay turned, took his cock in her hand and started to lick, kiss and tease his pee hole. The wife stood next to him and ran her fingers over his chest and stomach. When the husband was very hard, the wife pushed Kay back and tied off the base of his cock with a leather string. The wife pointed to Kay to get down on her back and for her husband to kneel to the other side.

The wife started to do cheers. She would jump and kick always by the side of Kay. Kay could hear her bare feet slam into the floor from her routine. The husbands cock was bouncing as he watched his wife’s feet landing hard on the floor next to Kay. The wife stopped, turned and put her foot across Kay’s throat. Then lifting her other foot up and standing full weight on Kay’s throat she screamed. 2 – 4 – 6 – 8 you are here to humiliate. The wife would clap her hands as she stood with one foot on Kay’s throat bouncing, when she stepped off, Kay could do nothing but choke and gasp for air as she hadn’t experience anything that hard before. The wife looked down with a smile as her husband looked up in disbelief.

The wife put one foot on Kay’s face turning it to the side then stepped up full weight with the other foot. She started bouncing and chanting.

Hey, Hey
Hey hey are you ready?(clap, clap)
Are you ready?(clap,clap)
To pay(clap)
Tortured for your team(clap)
Go team (clap)
Panthers all the way!

The wife stepped off her head and picked up her drink then went back and stood on Kay’s belly looking down at her face. Kay was suffering hard, this was the first time the wife had been so cruel to her. The husband remained kneeling his cock still hard as a rock watching Kay be killed. The wife would go up on her toes pressing them deep into Kay’s belly. The wife in role play again, said well loser your boyfriend is still hard, he likes seeing you tortured for your team, how does it make you feel. Kay, hardly able to breathe or speak with the Wife’s feet up on the balls crushing down into her belly, torture him please mercy no more. The wife looked down at her husband on his knees and then walked up planting both her feet squarely over Kay’s breast. She started bending her legs with the next chants.

Let's get fired up
Get rough, get tough, get mean
Let's get fired up
and roll right over that team!

The wife was jumping on her breast now, Kay was in real pain and crying, the husband couldn’t believe it, what was wrong with his wife. The wife then started doing the twist on Kay’s breast, hard and pulling her skin under her weight:

Hey Hey
You get out of our way
Today is the day
We will put you away!

The wife got off and walked to the kitchen, the husband watched her soles as she walked away then heard her say, take his string off loser. Kay could barely move, she was showing bruising from the Wife’s bare feet. The husband looked at her hating what was happening as she could barely move her hand to untie his cock and take the string away. Kay was laying motionless, the pain and cramps she was feeling where too much. The husbands cock started to drop down on Kay’s face. Still hard but blood flowing again, Kay extended her tongue and licked it when the wife walked back in with another martini. She took a sip and put it down. Then she moved over and put her foot on top of the cock and started grinding it on Kay’s face. I’m glad you like your boyfriends cock so much. I’ll tell you what loser; I will give you a rest for 15 minutes if you can keep his cock in your mouth while I do a cheer. If it falls out I will do another cheer until you can keep it in your mouth. The wife moved to the side of Kay’s belly and faced her. Kay sucked the cock into her mouth her head turned to hold it in deep. The wife jumped from the floor up onto Kay’s belly with both feet hard.

We're number one
Can't be number 2
And we're going to beat
The whoopse out of you!

The cock shot out of her mouth as all the air was taken from her gut. The wife stood on her laughing, well that isn’t going to do. Try again. Kay was gasping for air as all of her air had been knocked out of her. Slowly she regained her breath and turned her head to suck the cock back into her mouth, trying to put it in deeper this time.

The wife rested on foot on her face holding the cock in her mouth, as she sipped her drink again, saying how cute. Then moved back to the side of her stomach, took a deep knee bend, then JUMP both feet landing hard again on Kay. Kay had tensed up this time but the cock still jumped out of her mouth as she heard:

Wildcats are ready
Wildcats are smooth
Wildcats will take control
And stomp all over you!

This time the wife just stayed on top of her stomach, stepping in place like a march. She was seeing Kay ready to pass out. Your girlfriend might not survive losing the game. Maybe you will be my new boyfriend if I kill her. The husband looked up. He was ashamed how hard he was. He now thought, Kay was suffering because his wife was jealous of her and the things they did together at Mistress Amy’s school. The wife stepped off and got her drink. Looking at them giving Kay some time to recover and be awake. The husband looked down at Kay’s battered face. Next time you put my cock in, bite down, hard, don’t let it come out, she will kill you if you don’t, I don’t want to see you hurt. Kay looked up through her blurry eyes and nodded.

The wife moved back to Kay’s side ready to jump, get that cock in your mouth. Kay moved over and took the cock in her mouth and she started to bite down. The husband felt the pain begin but thought it was nothing compared to what Kay was going through.

Wildcats are ready
Wildcats are smooth
Wildcats will take control
And stomp all over you!

The wife jumped up on Kay, Kay anticipated and bit down hard, the husband screamed out. The cock didn’t come out. The wife was mad now and decided to jump on her while on top.

And stomp all over you!

Kay kept biting hard the cock stayed in

The wife jumped again on her,

And stomp all over you!

The husband screamed and he could feel Kay losing her bite on him.

The wife was bending her knees to jump again on Kay, when the door opened and Jamie came in and said, I can hear them from the garage, how come you are having all the fun. The wife stepped off Kay and went to give Jamie a hug and a kiss. Let’s get you changed and you can tell me about your day, the wife said. I’m 3 martinis ahead of you too. Jamie smiled, now you know it’s my night for your hubby, I hope you haven’t hurt his usability. Oh no, I did what you said and worked out my issues on Kay. I made a good breakthrough and didn’t worry about hurting her, just like you said, it comes naturally once you start.

They walked together back to the bedroom leaving Kay and the husband. The husband saw Kay had her eyes closed and his cock was still in her mouth. He tried to take it out, but she put enough pressure to keep it in her mouth. The husband tried his best, but Kay unconsciously worked his cock till he finally came in her mouth. He saw the spunk fill her mouth, but she just swallowed it and never opened her eyes. Jamie came out and said, how is my little sex slave tonight. The husband looked up. I think I will let you enjoy my feet and make you extra hard. I need a good fucking so don’t let me down. She walked to the kitchen to get the martini Kara was making for her. The husband remained on his knees, his cock in Kay’s mouth, his hands behind his back, knowing his evening wasn’t over.

[LuvsHerHeels]

that is the kind of torture I wanted for Kay...thanks so much..maybe next time with heels instead of barefeet.

[Pdxrug]

5.1d

The weekend had arrived and Saturday, the two women from the fetish store, had made arrangements to come over and visit. Tracy 29 with her boyfriend Tom 19 and Becky 25 showed up and entered the house. Kay answered the door and greeted them, remembering both and how they wanted slaves. The husband was laying 4 foot inside the door for them to step on. Both were wearing sandaled 3” heels and asked should they take their shoes off first, when Jamie came into the room and said absolutely not. Becky stepped on his stomach first; Jamie held on to her as she balanced on the husband and gave her a kiss on each cheek before stepping off. Then Tracy stepped up without regard and hugged and kissed on each cheek Jamie as well. When Tracy stepped off the husband her boyfriend Tom just stood there not knowing what to do. Jamie looked at Tracy, then she realized he should greet her, would you like him to kiss your feet, Jamie looked at him, sure but I sense he is really new to this, Tracy nodded. Jamie moved back toward the husband and put her bare foot on his face, you may kiss my foot Tom. Tom went down on his hands and knees then lowered his face to kiss the top of the foot resting on the man below. He was nervous.

They walked out to the patio where the wife, Kara was sitting. Tracy and Becky sat down and Jamie sat next to Kara. Tom wasn’t sure if he should stand or sit and had a confused look on his face. Jamie then said, Tom come over here and sit. The husband and Kay both came out with coffee and juice with some sliced fruit; they poured for all of them and then both went and stood against the wall, waiting to respond to any request.

Kara started the conversation asking what they wanted to know about their lifestyle and slaves and what are you looking to have, are you and Becky lovers she asked Tracy? Tracy said no they weren’t bisexual or lesbian but just good friends who share most everything. About a year ago I hired Tom out of high school as a trainee. While we have 10 years difference in our age and he is young, we started having an office romance. He is a fun lover, but we really didn’t have much else in common. In fact, one evening when Becky was over we all talked about it and we agreed I enjoy him physically but he provides no real emotional or intellectual support. Becky who has always been a little kinky said he should become my slave taking care of things with the added benefit of sex. I sent Tom away for a week to think about it and for me to think about it. Becky and I would get together have some drinks and talk about what we would do if we had a slave, did some research on the internet and when Tom came back the following weekend he said he would rather be my slave than not be with me.

Jamie and Kara smiled at each other. Kara looked up at her husband and said, that is why my husband over there is a slave now. The four women giggled a little then Tracy went on, Becky and I basically have tried doing this relationship on our own. Becky participates in the activities and can also use him for sex. When we met you at the store the other day we were just starting to buy our first toys to use on him. Jamie looked at Tom; he did look so young like a school boy or someone she might have seen in her college days. Tom why don’t you share your feelings about this, you are in a safe place, so I want you to be honest.

I grew up with three older sisters; I have always been kind of bossed around and did things for them. When I met Tracy after a couple months I was very attracted to her, her power at work, her confidence and the control she had over her life and work. She had a party for work and not being of legal age to drink, she asked if I would be the designated driver for her group. Everyone drank and danced and had a good time, I was teased by the women for being so young and perfect to be a boy toy. The more drinking the more flirting and I was slow dancing with several of them and getting touched all over. Tracy gave me a long kiss on the dance floor and I melted for her. I had left my car at Tracy’s and we had taken her big SUV out, when I parked it in the garage she invited me in and asked if I would like a drink. I had a couple beers while she drank some more too then let it slip out she had never had a boy toy. Then I looked at her and told her, I was attracted to her big time and I was still a virgin but always liked women older than me. She started to unbutton my shirt and then we went to her bedroom and said when I woke up in the morning I wasn’t going to be a virgin. I was hopelessly in love with her after that.

Jamie smiled at Tracy and said way to go girl. Jamie asked Tom to continue. We continued to see each other and then I started spending the weekends with her. She had me transferred to another department so there was no work conflict and after about 4 months she told me the sex was good but it wasn’t working out for her. When I heard Becky bring up being a slave I didn’t know how to take it at first. The week I spent away from Tracy my heart was broken I couldn’t function. When we got together Tracy and Becky were ready for me when I said yes, anything to stay with you. That weekend I cleaned house, washed both their cars by hand, yard work and other chores. Tracy told me that I had to obey Becky and do anything she told me. I was so tired that first night from working they decided to tie me up over a chair. They were both complaining how men always asked if they could have anal sex with them. They took their dildos and raped my ass over and over till I ejaculated. Kara and Jamie would smile as they heard the story. Then I would orally please both of them, the first time Becky tied me up and spanked me hard then sat on my face, I had never eaten a woman out before, I was scared. Then they used me different ways, spankings bondage domestic duties sexual worship and humiliation and Becky while I never loved her like Tracy they both used me together and then separately for sex. Now they have purchased whips and floggers and things including a cock cage I have to wear all the time unless they take it off. Jamie asked are you wearing it now, he answered yes, Kara said strip let us see it. He stood up undressed and sure enough the cock cage they bought with the spikes was on his cock.

Jamie went on asking, Tom are you doing this freely, would you rather have another kind of relationship. He answered yes, I suppose I could leave any time, but I still feel the best when I am with Tracy. Becky spoke up and said she would like to find a slave of her own, but was still having fun sharing him with Tracy. Becky went on and said after we met your slaves at the store, we had never thought about feet before, so we have trampled him barefoot and used him for foot massages and a foot stool. It just seemed you two had your stuff together and we wanted to learn more. That’s why we wanted to get to know you, before your party, so we wouldn’t look like we didn’t know what we were doing. Jamie said she had to go in for an afternoon class and invited Becky and Tom to go with her and sit in the class. Kara said yes, why don’t you go with Jamie and I will entertain Tracy.

After they left it was Tracy and Kara and the husband and Kay. We normally get our massages now, with Jamie gone you can have hers. The husband got the two massage tables out and set them up and Kay came over and started removing Kara’s clothes in front of Tracy. When she was naked she went over and lay down on the table. Kay, get Tracy undressed and you can give her massage today. The husband took the warmed oil and started working his wife’s back side from her neck to her feet. Tracy stood up and Kay who was also naked now, went down and undid the buckles on Tracy’s heels and helped her out of them. Tracy standing over Kay enjoyed seeing the woman at her feet. Each piece of clothing came off till it was just her bra and panties; she let her eyes stare deep into Kay’s and said pull my panties down with your mouth. Kay’s mouth covered the front of her panties as she mouthed the material covering her pussy. Clearly Tracy was enjoying this and exploring feelings about female sex and submissive women. She was becoming aroused as Kay skillfully used her mouth and finally started to pull them down to her ankles holding them as Tracy stepped out of them. Kay placing kissing on the tops of Tracy’s feet before standing and reaching for the bra. Tracy stood there as the two naked women faced each other and her bra disappeared before laying face down on the table next to Kara.

Tracy started to moan as Kay rubbed the warm oil over his skin and as she parted her thighs, Kay took the hint to massage up there as well. Kara started asking how she felt about female subs, did she ever see one in her life. Tracy was saying that until we used Kay at the shop she had never really thought about it, but just now she said it was a huge turn on having Kay serving her. Well we have Kay to attend to you till the other return. After a while they rolled over on their backs and both the husband and Kay worked their front side. Tracy was in a deep relaxed state from the massage when she felt Kay move her feet then bend her knees up. She never opened her eyes, but the next sensation was Kay’s tongue working her pussy. She opened her eyes to look at Kara, but her husband was doing the exact same thing with her. This lasted for over 30 minutes and both women would breathe and moan as each orgasm waved over their bodies. Finally, their backs were lifted so they could sit up like a recliner bed, the slaves brought them smoothies and water. Then the slaves knelt down at the end of the table and massaged their feet hanging over the edge as they started to talk again. Tracy said, I want your life Kara that was so great.

Well to be honest I was a lot like you Kara said. Jamie really educated me the whole Domination and submission concept. Once I understood there really people who aren’t happy unless they can be slaves and they wanted me to enjoy myself using them that way. I have been much happier. My husband like your Tom didn’t start out to be a slave. When you find out how dependent they are on you, it is really the only place for them. My hubby’s foot fetish is what started all of this and now instead of enabling him, he pays the ultimate price to stay with me and I have learned to enjoy foot worship. Tracy smiled. What about you becoming lovers with Jamie? Well, I met up with Jamie after years since college when I was separated from my husband. We had a sexual experience in college with each other, while I was dating my hubby, it turns out she also had an experience with my hubby including with his foot fetish. When we met up again we made love 2 or 3 times and it just seemed like the real me came out then. We decided to become a couple move in with each other and she made it impossible for my husband to say no to becoming our slave. Honestly now Tracy, doesn’t oral sex feel better with a woman than a man trying to figure out where to do it? She said Kay was fantastic. Kay smiled as she continued to massage Tracy’s feet on her knees.

Let’s go in Kara suggested, would you like a robe or something or just stay like this. Tracy said this is fine, both walked in and sat down together on the couch.

[Pdxrug]

5.1e

Jamie, Becky and Tom got to the university and to the lecture hall. We are going to review the results of a personality test from last class. Jamie handed them two coded sheets and workbooks, why don’t you take it before we start, I’ll grade them and we can include you in the discussion. They both started filling out the answers, Jamie scanned them into the computer and the results came out. Their names were not on the sheets just the codes that neither could remember. The seats started to fill till there was about 18 students, mostly women, mostly 20’s to 40’s. Jamie stepped up to the lectern with the test results. Welcome class, I would like to introduce two guests I have brought today, Tom who has recently become a slave to his older girlfriend and Becky, his girlfriend’s best friend and someone who is looking for her own slave but using Tom as well.

The class clapped in response to the announcement and both Becky and Tom were embarrassed. This class is about alternative relationships and the power exchange in alternative relationships. Jamie went on; this doesn’t imply S&M, BDSM or anything kinky for that matter. Who has been married here for more than 10 years? One of the women raised their hands. Would you say there is a dominant and a submissive relationship between you and your partner? The woman answered yes, we are a traditional marriage and I give in to him most of the time. The younger women grumbled shaking their heads. Jamie picked out one about 25 or so. You, do you have a best friend? She said yes, and you aren’t equals, one of you must be the stronger? The student said I am the stronger. Jamie said then you control your best friend the same way her husband controls her? The student thought about it, yes I suppose so, the student responded. Jamie went on that it is normal in all relationships for a power exchange. When you become emotionally attached and possibly sexual activities get involved, this is when you want to know where you are on a scale of domination to submission, master to slave so to speak.

Let’s take some results. No one’s names are on these test results. You may get your own test or someone else’s. When you read them, I want you to share your feelings about the results and then if someone feels that it is their results to comment as well. Remember, the results are an interpretation of your answers and not your final reality. Jamie past out the test randomly but she gave Becky’s to Tom and Tom’s to a 30 year old man she had already sized up as dominant. The students started reading and reacting and they were about half way through when the class would end soon so Jamie said let’s spend the last 30 minutes on two more and call it an afternoon.

Tom, why don’t you read your report? Several of the women in the class had already been eyeing Tom as it was announced he was a slave for his girlfriend. Tom started reading; the person is bisexual but may not be aware of it. They are a split personality capable of being dominant and submissive and unhappy when they can’t have both. The person is in a current relationship with more than one person who doesn’t know their true feelings and they are compensating by taking it out on the other person in their relationship. This person would be happiest submissive to one and dominant to the other. Jamie commented, this isn’t uncommon is it class, we have heard similar themes earlier. Let’s call on someone new, Becky, how do you relate to this one, could it be you or not even close, Jamie said.

I’m not really sure, I have found myself attracted to women but never acted on it. I think with men they would always have to be submissive. I just don’t know if that is me or not. Anyone else have a comment on Becky or the analysis? The 30 year old man stood up and said, I am guessing that is Becky’s profile. Here is why: Becky is attractive and could have her own male slave without any problem. She likes being with and doing things with her best friend who I think she is submissive to. She uses a man who belongs to her best friend, she only sees men as subs and she is attracted to women just suppressing it. Since the class started, he told Jamie, she has been looking at your legs and feet like she wants to be under them. Maybe her best friend needs to tie her up and find out if she could be a good switch in their 3 way relationship. Jamie smiled at him and said very insightful, thank you. Jamie said for him to read his profile.

The 30 year old man started, this is definitely Tom’s profile. Hetero sexual, Submissive, wants to please, no serious ambition or goals for his personal life. Attracted to older more mature women, several women’s faces lit up looking at Tom again, no real fetishes, just wants to be safe with a dominant woman.

Thank you class, please leave the results on your desk and come up and I will give you your reports to discuss next class. The class emptied, Jamie asked Tom to straighten the chairs and help get ready to leave when her flip flop dropped off the stage, could someone get that for me, Becky moved over and picked it up and started to put it up on the stage, as Jamie lowered her bare foot down on her hand the 30 year old man came back in. Jamie shifted her weight to Becky’s hand holding her flip flop and Becky didn’t try to escape. After about 5 minutes he left, Jamie shifted her weight off Becky’s hand and said could you slip it on for me, let’s get out of here, Becky slid the flip flop over her foot and felt the sexual arousal she always suppressed with another women.

Tom drove them home and Jamie rested her hand on Becky’s thigh, lifting her summer dress up, feeling her inner thighs. You need to tell Tracy. Becky choked up, but we have been friends for years through school and now, I don’t even know if she is bisexual. I don’t know how to act or be with a woman. Jamie said if you don’t tell her, you will never be happy or fulfilled. You need to see me in a couple days at my office to discuss this again, Jamie handed Becky her counseling card. I won’t say anything when we get back. Let’s just enjoy the rest of the day.

[Pdxrug]

5.1f

When they got back to the house, the husband opened the door and this time Kay was on her back a few feet away, Jamie went first and walked on top of Kay with her flip flops still on and Becky moved forward to step on her and paused, looking down, thinking this could be me. She didn’t take her heels off and stepped on her belly and twisted her heels deep in to Kay causing her to grunt out in pain. Jamie smiled watching how Becky was acting now and said we need drinks slaves, clapping her hands.

Kara came up to Jamie and gave her a big hug and kiss, still naked from chatting with Tracy and using Kay as their rug while they chatted. So we are going nude today, Jamie started taking her clothes off dropping them on the floor, Kay was already picking them up, the husband took Tom to go make drinks. Becky you need to get naked, Jamie said then Tracey joined in, come on Becky get those clothes off we want to hear about your day back at school.

The four of them sat outside in the cooling summer air, Tom, Kay and the husband served drinks and they all stood along the wall waiting to be commanded again. Becky was sitting across from Jamie. Jamie put her long legs and size 9 feet on Becky’s lap, saying Tracy got my massage today the least you can do is massage my feet as payback. Tracy started laughing and describing the wonderful massage and oral worship she received from Kay. Jamie moved her right foot up and pressed it on Becky’s breast as Becky massaged lotion onto the other foot, the heel pressing on her bare pussy. Tracy smiled and said Becky, what are you going to do if Jamie wants payback for the oral worship I got? Becky was quiet, her eyes were down and she wasn’t drinking the cocktail the slaves had brought as the other three women were finishing their first. Kara said another round please looking at her husband and off him and Tom went. Tracy was now looking at Becky with a curious look seeing her with Jamie.

Jamie had brought the two results on Tom and Becky out when she handed them to Kara to read. Jamie went on telling Tracy how at class today the two of them participated in class and were profiled. Tracy said can I see them after Kara. Of course unless Becky wants to tell you herself, smiling Jamie lifted her foot from Becky’s breast and put the ball of her foot and toes on Becky’s face. Tracy looked and was starting to get the picture as she saw her best friend not complaining how Jamie was clearly making her submissive in front of them. Tracy asked Becky, do you want to tell me? Tears started rolling down her face while Jamie kept her foot there continuing to rub Becky’s wet pussy with the heel of her other foot.

Kara finished and passed Becky’s to Tracy, I think you already know what Tom’s says, why don’t you read Becky’s. Tracy took the analysis and started to read, Kara was kissing Jamie’s shoulder as she tormented Becky who was still in tears about being exposed. You always have to keep things stirred up don’t you my cruel lover, Kara whispered. Tom came out with the tray and placed the four drinks down on the table clearing the empties, but leaving Becky’s first drink she hadn’t touched on the table. Tom went back and stood on the wall with Kay and the Husband as Tracy started to talk to Becky. Jamie removed her feet and put them back on the floor so they could face each other.

All the years I’ve known you I never sensed you were submissive or bi, have you been hiding it all this time. Jamie interrupted and said Becky is what we would call a switch or an alpha sub. Tracy went on, tell me what you are feeling, we will always be friends, don’t worry I want to know how you feel. Becky started with how she always felt dominant over guys. How she was a little jealous when Tom came into the picture but when you started losing interest in him, I brought up the slave thing for me too. I have liked having him be your or our slave to use. When we went to the store and were using their slaves and I saw how much you liked using Kay, flogging her, stepping on her face I realized how I have always fantasized about being your submissive secretly. Tracy smiled, stop crying, it’s ok, just be honest with yourself and with me. I was worried if I acted on this, it would end or ruin our friendship. When I see you seem to enjoy having a slave and getting kinky I was caught staring at Jamie’s feet today in class. Thinking it was your foot; I should be kissing or lying underneath. When you talked about your massage and how Kay worshipped your sex today, I was wishing it was me instead of her. While I want to be your sub and Tom’s Domme I still want to be your best friend and have that relationship too. I know, you are thinking things will never be the same with us again. Tracy was quiet and starting sipping her drink reassuring Becky it would be fine and for her to catch up on her drinks. Kara and Jamie just smiled and didn’t speak up, thinking this had to unfold.

Tracy looked at Becky and said after spending the afternoon with Kara and using Kay, I was thinking how much I would love to have a female slave. To be honest when I was being worshiped by Kay it was you going through my mind that was sticking her tongue in me and kissing my pussy. It was, Becky was surprised. Jamie, you called her a switch, how do these kinds of relationships work, if I am her Domme but also want to be her best friend. It’s different for everyone. For example we both see Kay as property and while we have feelings they aren’t close or like we couldn’t live without her. Kara’s husband we do see as our slave, but we have feelings for him and want a closer relationship, but keeping him on a short leash about how expressive he is about his feelings for us. If you can see Becky as your significant other, while submissive, you are still a couple and how far you let others see her submit to you is totally up to you. You can still be best friends. Don’t you think she has always given into you over the years, following your lead? Tracy said yes I guess so.

Kara said let it develop naturally on its own. Don’t force it. You both need to become comfortable in your new skins. You saw how it became easier for you to use Kay today. Becky, do you like feet, Tracy asked? Becky said I like your feet. Jamie coughed, and your feet too Becky said. When we get home we will start there then, Tracy said, and you will be sleeping in my bed tonight while Tom sleeps on the floor next to us. Becky smiled, that sounds wonderful. They socialized for a an hour or two more and the new threesome headed home, Tracy, Becky and Tom.

[stefano78gr]

Excellent update. Keep writing my friend, your story is EPIC.

[tramplefootluver]

love the story, so can't wait to read more. thanks for it

[Pdxrug]

5.2

It was Tuesday; Jamie was seeing Becky at the office today for her first counseling session after admitting she wanted to be Tracy’s sub. The Husband was going to pick up his mother Gina at the airport. Kara was going to take Kay out for the day and have a girl’s day as a reward for being a good slave.

The husband got to the airport early and parked in the garage. He went inside and decided he would get a drink while he waited. He was very nervous, he knew he displayed some traits of a foot fetish when he was young, but had suppressed it. How was he going to face his mother now, knowing he was a slave to a wife with a girlfriend? He drank his first drink faster than he thought and saw another 40 minutes before her plane landed, he decided to get another drink.

Becky got to the Psychiatrist office where Kara and her husband had gone. She saw the man and the woman who had worked with them. The woman clearly made Becky feel inferior. Then she started dangling the pump off her nylon clad foot as Becky couldn’t help but look and think about being beneath the sole of her foot. The man walked in the back area and they were alone. The woman looked up at Becky, so you finally realized you need to be submissive to a strong woman even if you want to have a male slave. Good for you. Becky was surprised she knew this, had Jamie already told her. Becky looked at her and put her head down and said yes. The woman looked again saying, maybe I will get to train you how to serve and then she had this evil grin that sent a shudder down Becky’s spine. Who or what was she in for now. Becky meekly answered yes Ma’am.

The man came back out and said Jamie wants to see you, to the woman; she left and went back. Becky was alone with the man now. She was thinking of leaving, everyone knew about her, she was embarrassed, she was only going to sub for Tracy and now this woman was talking about training her to be a slave.

The time approached and he closed his bar bill and went to the greeting area outside of security. The line of people coming out of the exit seemed crowded; he hadn’t seen his mother for about 3 years. She would be 49 now, 5’7” then he did a double take, was that her? She saw him and smiled and started walking faster towards the exit. She had lost weight and was skinning and toned, her hair was just past her shoulders and a light auburn reddish color and she looked like a MILF. He stood out and they gave each other a big hug, she started saying she was so happy to see him at last; it has been too long son. Did you come alone or is Kara with you. She and Jamie are out till early evening and I am to take you home or out whatever you want to do. Well, why don’t we get my bags and go home first. I would love to catch up with you while we have some time alone. Besides I just got a pedicure and foot treatment so they would be nice and soft when I make you make foot stool. He turned red as she uttered the nightmare, he looked down and he was trying to deny she did have beautiful looking feet, how could she want him to be her rug. His cock was stirring and he was feeling shameful about being aroused.

The man told Becky, would you follow me; Jamie is ready to see you now. She walked in and down the hall to Jamie’s office. Jamie gave Becky a big hug and said I’m so glad you came and we can find out how things are going, why don’t you sit where ever you want. Becky looked and saw a couch and several chairs and then an open space in front of Jamie’s chair wondering should I go to the floor? She decided on a chair.

Well Becky, I thought you did a good job of sharing your feelings with Tracy, even though I did tease you in front of everyone. I have to ask you, our office manager said she caught you staring at her foot as she dangled her shoe. I guess, do you have a foot fetish? Becky was quiet for a minute then said, I feel like I should be at or beneath a woman’s feet who wants to control me. I really don’t desire them any other way, I don’t’ want to suck or lick them or anything like that. Jamie nodded, more the symbolism of submission then I would think. Now tell me about you and Tracy after you left Saturday.

When we got to her house, she sent Tom to his room and we got a glass of wine and started talking one on one. Basically, Tracy said after using Kay with Kara, she was already strongly wanted to find a female sub like Tom. I also guess she shared with Kara she didn’t want to have a relationship like you two have. Tracy would like a female and a male slave. Then we started talking was I the right person for that position and how would our relationship change and work out. Jamie said perfect. That is exactly what you want to have happen. Tracy is fine if I use Tom, however, if I do this, we will have to define a line of when we are friends and when I am her slave. It will be on me to know what her mood is and respond appropriately. Or if I feel submissive, to offer myself to her so she knows either way.

Then she asked me about the foot stuff too. You standing on my hand while the other guy was there, you putting your foot on my breast and face. I guess Tracy and Kara used Kay as their rug and walked on her and teased her while they chatted. I told her I would do that for her if she wanted. Instead she told me get naked and lay down. Then I bent my knees and she tied my ankles to wrists so I couldn’t put them down. Then put a cushion under my head. She sat down on my stomach, leaned back on my bent knees and put her bare feet on my face while she sat sipping her wine and didn’t talk to me for about 15 minutes, until she could tell from my breathing I was having a hard time holding her weight on my stomach.


They got her bags and went to the car, Gina asked her son, Chuck are you alright to drive, I can smell liquor on your breath? He said yes, will you get punished if Kara finds out. Now he was facing reality, his mother was totally accepting of his place as a slave. I won’t tell her, I don’t know if she will if you tell her. They drove home, got her bags unpacked in the guest room and she asked for a sangria, which he brought out the pitcher he had already made and a glass. She walked out from the guest room in a two piece bathing suit and a cover barefooted and sat down in the rocking recliner. Would you mind washing my feet before we do this? I had a long trip and I think they might be dirty. He got a basin with water and body wash and kneeling in front of his mother started washing her feet up to her knee. She just leaned back and enjoyed it like it was an everyday event. When he dried them off and took the basin away, she reclined back in the chair with her feet on the foot support. Son, why don’t you massage them, do the girls have any good foot scrub lotion. He said yes and returned, going back on the floor sitting Indian style in front of his mother’s soles and began to massage her feet. She had poured a refill of the sangria and was looking up at her as she stared at him. Moaning every once in a while, her eyes closed and enjoying this. When he was done and put the things away, he was starting to think what else is there or will be lying down in front of her recliner any minute. She pushed the button and the chair went back upright. Take your shirt off and lay down; I’m sure they use you this way all the time. He got down on his back as her first foot pressed on to him belly and the other foot came down on his face, pushing his face to the side, as she turned on the TV to watch the Tyra Banks show. He flashed back remembering some of his friends mothers he would have loved to do this with. His cock got rock hard and he was hoping it didn’t show through his cargo shorts.

[stefano78gr]

Can't wait for more.

[L Murray]

This is becoming the best story I have read in along time. Please keep it going I can't wait to read more! the Mother seems quite natural. Will his father be joining them as father and son slaves?

[Pdxrug]

5.2a

Jamie asked about the role Becky would have at the party. Would she be a sub, an alpha or a girlfriend? Becky said she wasn’t sure, her and Tracy hadn’t spoken about it. I need you to decide what you want to be. I spoke to Tracy and she really wants a female sub now. She isn’t really sure it is you because of her past relationship with you. Jamie pressed the intercom and told the woman from the front to come in. She was dressed in a black fetish outfit, looking very Dommish, shear stockings and tall black heels. Jamie got up to leave and said, you need to be honest with my assistant and I told her to use you to find out if you really are a sub.

As the door shut the woman pointed to the floor, Becky understood and went down on her knees. Kiss my shoes slave and tell me what you are. Jamie walked into the adjoining room and asked Tracy what she thought so far. Tracy had been watching through a one way mirror and listening to Becky. If I know she really wants to be my slave, I can do it, but I always sense hesitation and if she doesn’t prove to be a slave, I will only bring Tom to your party. Jamie said she understood. The woman told Becky to get naked and lay on the floor. Becky was quickly on her back looking up as the woman stood over her chest looking down. She raised her long heel up from the floor and let it touch Becky’s lips, open and suck it slave. Becky tasted it as she pressed the long 5” heel down her throat, she was breathing hard now and overwhelmed by the woman who had scared her in the waiting room.

She pulled the heel out of her mouth and pressed the shoe down on her face making her face turn to the side as she shifted more weight down on her face. What are you, the woman asked. Becky muttered I am your slave Ma’am. As a slave you have to trust me and in your case your owner Tracy. Do you trust your owner? The woman twisted her shoe back and forth on Becky’s face, yes I want to be her slave but our past gets in the way. I think she is nervous about me being her slave. I was told you like to trample Tom, is that true? Yes Becky said. Have you trampled him in heels? No, only barefoot. Tracy wants to trample you in her heels; you know which ones she would use? Yes, I know the ones. Will you be able to take the pain, should we try now? Yes Ma’am, please trample me in your heels.

Jamie and Tracy were watching and Tracy said, I never said I want to trample her in heels. Jamie said she believes you do now. The woman moved and stepped up on Becky’s belly with ease. The groaning and grunting sound from Becky put a smile on the woman’s face. She started lifting and lowering her heels into Becky’s stomach. Hmmmmm, it feels good to torture you, it is what slaves are for you know. Barely able to speak, Becky said yes Ma’am; I am here for your pleasure. The woman looked down as she moved one shoe between her breasts and the other foot remained on her stomach with more weight now. Becky let out a whimpering cry. The woman started rocking and as she shifted back on her stomach, she raised the other heel and placed it square into Becky’s left breast, twisting the heel down as she continued rocking back and forth. Becky let out a scream. Tracy grabbed Jamie’s arm, oh god she is killing her. You said you needed to know, what do you think? I would never hurt her like this, Tracy said, Jamie smiled saying today maybe not but in a week or a month you won’t think twice about it. Would you do it barefoot today, Jamie asked, I don’t know; look at the marks she is leaving on her. Jamie said would you have cared if it was Kay down there instead of your best friend who wants to be your slave now.

The woman continued to trample and make Becky suffer, her sharp heels making Becky cry huge tears. Tracy watched and even though she thought she would never do this to Becky, she was very wet and horny now and was realizing she liked it. Jamie said I need to go back in, leaving the viewing room. Jamie walked back in the room as the woman had her heel on Becky’s cheek, twisting her heel back and forth as Becky just laid there and cried but refusing to stop. Jamie said thank you, I think I will take it from here. The woman took her heel off of Becky’s face and walked out. Jamie reached for the tissues and handed a few down to Becky as she sat down slipped her flip flops off and looked at Becky laying in front of her chair.


Gina turned off the TV and she got up and moved her feet off her son, she walked to the wall and asked what is this bar for do they practice dancing? He looked up and said no, it was for balance when the stand or walk on me or another sub. Ah, let’s give it a try, get over here. He moved over and she looked down at him. How often did you think about me walking on you? A lot when I was young, more with your friends. She stepped up holding the bar, moving her feet up and down on him as she went up his body, she finally put both feet sideways on his face and stood there full weight.

He didn’t make any noise but his face was burning and his head splitting, he never liked this even though it was feet. I heard they did this to you and it is kind of fun. She moved one foot down to his throat and he started choking under her weight. She was enjoying this before she started to tell him about his father and her girlfriend. She stepped down do his stomach and leaned back against the wall for balance. Your father has a foot fetish as bad as you. He couldn’t believe he was hearing this, and he is my slave and a woman you don’t know about Nicole and her daughter use him as well. Nicole is my lover and partner now and your father is our slave. He looked up at her standing on him, her eyes showed some maternal instinct but she also gave him the feeling he was now an object to her. You are bi, he asked. Oh yes for some time and we use your father like Kara and Jamie use you. You are just like your father, a successful business man, with a foot fetish that made you more submissive than you ever wanted to be. She looked down, do you have an erection from me standing on you son?


Jamie crossed her leg so her sole was hovering above Becky’s face, her other foot on the floor. You took a lot of abuse from her, were you thinking of Tracy while she tortured you. Becky said yes, I am afraid Tracy will never feel comfortable being like that and I don’t want her to get someone else. Jamie said when you were talking and discussing your new roles, you were more sensual than physical. Yes Becky responded and then she raised her face up and kissed the sole of Jamie’s foot above her face. What do you need to tell Tracy so she would feel comfortable using you like my assistant just used you?

I was jealous when she got Tom, when she started to feel unfulfilled with him I thought about how I have always wanted to be her slave. When I threw out she should make him her slave and she went for it, I got so excited. Using him alone and together was fun, I would do things to Tom I thought I would want done to me. So you want to be trampled with bare feet? Yes, I loved doing it to him and I loved when you put your feet on me and I loved when Tracy made me her human chair with my face as her foot rest. Becky reached up to Jamie’s foot and asked will you put them on me. Wouldn’t you rather have Tracy put her feet on you? Yes but I feel that way about you too, the way you use your slave. Jamie looked up to the mirror and waved for Tracy to come in as she put one foot over Becky’s eyes and the other over her throat. Then the door opened, Becky wondered if it was the woman again when she felt the thump of a heel hitting her belly then the weight as the two heels pressed into her already sore body. Jamie kept her feet on Becky so she couldn’t see or react to the pain. Becky started to sob again from the pain; Jamie said would you feel bad if it was Tracy doing this to you? Becky choking up said I want it to be Tracy; I want her to hurt me and use me and let me worship her. Jamie took her foot off her eyes as Becky looked up and saw Tracy standing on her. Be careful what you wish for my slave.

[LuvsHerHeels]

wow..great chapter...cant wait to see how Tracy treats Becky.
please let her be cruel.
thanks.

[Pdxrug]

5.2b

Chuck and his Mom heard the door open and it was Kara and Kay. His mother had been standing on his stomach for 30 minutes and he was sore and could hardly breathe now. Kara came in and went over and gave her mother in law a big hug, how was your trip, I see you are letting him know where he stands now, or should I say lay. Come and meet Kay, she will be your personal servant while you are here. Gina stepped off her son and walked out as Kay went to her knees and kissed Gina’s feet. I have told her she is to please you any way you want and of course we can still make your son humiliated. Gina smiled and looked down at Kay; I hope you don’t mind Kay, being my slave for the week. Kay said no Ma’am, I want to please you and Ms Kara and Jamie anyway they wish. To serve you, Ms Kara’s mother in law is an honor. I will need you to do some things with my son as well; you have no problem with that do you? Kay looked up and said Ms Gina, I have punished your son before as part of my service with others, I have no feelings regarding him, only to obey and please you. Gina looked at Kara and said would you sell her? Kara smiled and said a week ago maybe, but not now. Let’s go outside and have a drink.

What is going on with Jamie, Gina asked? We met another couple who recently got into Ds and she is helping counsel them and get their relationship working. They should be over for the party Friday and she has a 19 year old male slave who I think you can have your way with if the last update I got is good. Now, I know you said you wanted to humiliate your son for all the years him and his foot fetish made embarrassing problems for you. I have some ideas, but tell me about some of the times. Kara looked at Kay, bind his hands behind his back and have him stand next to the table and bring me the crop with the rivets on the patch. Kay responded quickly with the cuffs and then the crop next to Gina and Kara. Now suck him hard Kay and if he gets soft we expect you to keep him hard. Gina had only noticed he was naked now, and watched as Kay sucked his cock, she looked up seeing him in his collar and how big he was getting. Gina said, I see why you wanted to keep him, I hope you are teaching him why and how he needs to use that big boy to please you. Kara smiled at Gina, if he would have only realized he just needed to keep me happy sexually and not make everything feet, he would have the life he had before.
Now he will be a slave forever and I will be in love with Jamie and he will be our cuckold. His father is the same way.

Chuck listened as his mother and wife talked about him, Kay was still sucking and he didn’t think he could hold it any longer when he felt her break off, Ms Kara he will cum if I don’t stop. Kara said that’s fine, bring us some wine Kay. As Kay left, Kara picked up the crop. So Gina, tell me one of your stories. Kara rubbed the patch of the crop underneath his cock, his mother watched as precum leaked out. Well he had a crush at 16 with this girl. They lived down the street. I guess he ended up being a footstool for her and her girlfriends after school, but her mother came home and saw what they were doing. He was sent home and I got a call from the girl’s mother. She came over the next day when they were at school and we talked about it. The mother came right out and said I think your son has a foot fetish, several times he would lay on the floor while watching TV after school and I would see my daughter step on him to go to the kitchen for a snack. But then he would start laying in front of my chair. I finally told him if he didn’t move he would end up a rug. He said he was fine with that and so I said fine and sat down and put my feet on him. When he didn’t move I got up and said enough of this Chuck now sit in a chair.

Kara started tapping his hard cock with crop, what a bad boy you were lover. Gina watched as his cocked bounced up and down from the crop. Gina went on, I confessed to her that his father had a foot fetish and I was sure he had one too. I was sorry and wouldn’t allow him to go back over. I was so embarrassed as I was sure everyone would hear about this. Then the girl’s mother called back and said she had spoken with her daughter and it was ok for Chuck to come back, things would work out. He spent most of the time there after school and then when I thought things were normal, I saw the daughter at the mall, I asked her where was Chuck? She said he is at my house; Mom has bridge with her friends this afternoon. Why is he there, the daughter smiled, I think you know why and I get extra spending money leaving him there with them. I knew the bridge group that was there, I had played with them and so every time I saw one of the ladies when I was out, I knew what they were doing with him.

Kara was shocked she never heard her husband talk about this before. I can’t believe it, she started hitting his cock with the crop hard, how dare you do that to your mother, he was yelping each time then his mother looked up and said, he just humiliated me with all the other mothers. Kara kept beating his cock hard, saying he had no right to do that; he should have kept his perversion a secret. Finally, he went soft and she stopped, Kay, get him hard again.

Kay started sucking him again as his mother watched and said, you are the best Kara, I have always wanted to punish him for being so obvious. We talked about it, you aren’t being sexual with him and he is just being punished and available. You can beat his cock next; after all he isn’t a kid. Tell me about his father and how you and Nicole use him. Gina took the crop and started smacking his thigh while Kay sucked him again. Well it was hard to hide it, his father always wanted feet. I think we got caught a couple times. I really got where I didn’t mind having my feet on his dad. I liked the control, he did what I wanted. I only wish we had told you before you got married. Kara said, I knew, it wasn’t a secret. Kara looked and said stop Kay. Kay moved out of the way.

I know how you can punish him now, Kara said, when he cums, the weight from feet or standing on him triples. You feel like standing on him again? Sure Gina said. Kay spread eagle by the rail, Kay took the husband by the arm and took him back in and undid his cuffs and bound his ankles and wrists out in front of the wall. Gina and Kara walked in and Gina stepped back up on his belly as Kara started rolling his cock under her foot. He hates when I stand on his face, but I know this will hurt the most. Kay, can you make him cum twice? Yes Ms Kara, as she knelt down and started sucking his cock again. Then his wife moved in front of his mother and they started kissing and fondling each other. The husband was going nuts, the weight of his mother on his already tired belly again and Kay sucking him hard as he looked up and saw his wife kissing his mother. He felt his wife’s foot press down on his face and then he exploded into Kay’s mouth, each time spasm his mother sand deeper into him, after the fourth it felt like she was going to be on the floor instead of his gut. He heard his wife say again to Kay, Kara’s foot left his face a she walked off and brought back to glasses of wine back. Would you like to stand on his face now, Gina smiled stepped down and moved over and both feet pressed down on his face. Kara then stood on his chest. The pain the husband felt was too much he was going to be crushed, he was couldn’t talk but the weight was more than he could stand for this long. Kay sucked and sucked he was hard again but he wasn’t cuming. Kara was telling Gina how hard it is when they cum to support the weight any more. Gina said she felt great standing on his face and letting him remember all the things he wasn’t suppose to do. Maybe we should asked him about the bridge games, oh I forgot, he can’t talk while I stand on his face. They both started laughing but the husband flashed on the memory of the bridge game and exploded again into Kay’s mouth. The four feet on him sank, his neck was going to break he couldn’t breathe from his chest, he started screaming under them. Gina looked at Kara hearing the screams, how much more can he take? Kara laughed, he is lucky Jamie isn’t here, she has no mercy on slaves, but if you want we can go sit in the spa, while we wait for Jamie. They both stepped off. Gina asked, can we leave him tied like that, just in case I want to let him suffer some more under my feet. Of course Kara said and besides, we can use Kay for us by the pool. They both laughed as walked away. The husband was still in pain and sore he couldn’t believe how much he hated feet now.

[stefano78gr]

Excellent, keep writing.

[Pdxrug]

5.2c

Jamie got home and saw the husband, Chuck, tied spread eagle on the floor at the rail. She smiled and walked out and saw Gina with Kay between her legs and decided the moaning was too loud to interrupt and then Kara walked out and said hello lover, giving Jamie a long slow kiss and hug.

Jamie said looks like a busy day, Kara told her about Gina using her son, then some fun and games punishing Chuck for things his mother put up with. Had some time outside and Kay went to work on Gina and I just left them. How was your day, let me get you a glass of wine. Jamie went on about Tracy and Becky and she was sure Becky was going to be a slave now; Becky had a breakthrough, making it easier for Tracy to treat her like a slave instead of a friend.

Nicole and his dad Rick arrive tomorrow only two days left before the big bash, Kara said. What’s the plan to get them, Jamie asked. Well I think Chuck is going to pick them up, but I heard they will have him lay down on the back seat while his mom and Nicole sit on top of him and then let his dad drive them around showing the area off, then come home. I need Kay to do some cleaning and start prepping food and getting the pool patio area ready for the party. Jamie said she should probably either go over to Tracy’s or have them come to her afternoon class to keep the momentum going between her and Becky and Tom.

Jamie asked are we still auctioning your hubby off for Gloria and Puja, to have him be their lover while their husbands become the cuckolds. Kara said they have called twice about it. They both want him to be their lovers. Would you mind if I add Tracy and Tom to the list if they want it. Kara said of course not, Gloria has already fucked him to death and Puja wants it very bad. I guess her husband Prasad is a limp dick. We need to figure out how we determine who wins, have you thought about it anymore Kara asked. I thought about making each of the cuckolds suck him till Chuck cums in their mouths but we have to have an offset time wise, if we are going to do it all in the same day. Maybe we can decide as a group and allow 2 hours between and add some time to balance it out Jamie said. Poor Chuck, he is going to hate feet and blow jobs, good thing I have you, as she kissed Jamie again.


The next day everyone was up around 9am and sitting around the sunroom table off the kitchen. Chuck had been on his back since 8am under the table and his mother was the first to arrive. Besides her feet pressing down on him, he was massaging her legs and her hovering foot when she crossed her legs. He felt so strange being with his mother this way, but she acted like it had always been this way. He spaced out thinking about how he used to try to lay under her feet all the time when he was younger and of course as soon as he was deep in thought he felt 4 more feet plop down on him, waking him up to his wife and her lover at the table. He remembered how he would fantasize about this growing up and later in his adult life. He loved his wife and her feet, but when you have a foot fetish you always want more feet besides hers.

Kay brought more coffee and juice, the three women talked with each other and he knew he was just an object they enjoyed tormenting now. How could it get this bad, his mother’s foot on the side of his face, his wife’s foot ready so slide down on his throat and make breathing hard and Jamie jabbing his cock and balls with the heel of her foot with the other on his belly. He knew about the party and the humiliation he would suffer at the party. He heard Kay bring the breakfast plates and sit them down and as the three woman straightened up in their chairs to eat he could feel the 6 bare feet in line from his face to his cock. Of course the harder his cock got the more Jamie teased him, scrunching her toes and teasing him to the edge then somehow knowing when to stop only to start over again.

Gina said I talked to Nicole this morning and we decided Chuck and I will pick her up and then the four of us would go the Japanese Garden you suggested and have a picnic at the park. Kay said she would have the basket and cooler ready when they left. Kara said that would be perfect, I have the caterers and fetish shop people coming and Kay has a full schedule. Jamie said I have my class and then I am going to stop by and see how Tracy, Becky and Tom are doing and make sure they will be ok for the party. They finished breakfast, everyone got into their clothes for the day, except for Kay who wore her French maid outfit and her collar.


Gina sat in the front seat with her son as they went to the airport. She had on loose shorts to her knees and leather flip flops and as they drove to the airport she leaned back on the door of the car and put her bare soles on her son so other drivers could see and when they stopped at lights, made him kiss her feet while other cars watched and laughed at her son. They pulled into the parking garage and found a spot in the corner. She told her son to get naked and lay on the back seat with his knees bent up. He was now horrified what was going to happen with his father and this other women he had never known about. He lay on the back seat for what seem like forever, hearing people walk by and cars come and go, praying no one would see him in the back. Finally, he heard the doors unlock and the back hatch of the SUV as he heard his dad and luggage being put in the back. The door opened by his head on the seat on the passenger side and his dad say hello, sorry about this, we will have to talk later. He looked up and Nicole and his mother were standing there looking down at him. Nicole was very attractive for a 45 year old and she turned to get in and her ass pressed down on his face and then she just scooted down to his belly and she fastened her seat belt while she sat on him. His mother looked down at him with a smile, you know where I am going to sit, put your face where you want it, it will be a while before I get up. He quickly turned his face to the side facing the front and she moved in and sat down and his head as it sank down into the seat. Her weight was uncomfortable, but now he realized how long she would be here. He felt her put the shoulder belt around and click it in place. She left her thighs open enough for him to breath but with the weight of Nicole on his stomach and head being crushed he was feeling trapped and claustrophobic like never before. His father got in and the car started and he felt it leave. He couldn’t really hear anything just muffled sounds. Then they hit the speed bumps and his father wasn’t hitting them slowly, both Nicole and his mom, bounced and crushed him each time they went over a speed bump.

He had programmed the GPS with a couple of the places they were going to see before they got to the Japanese Garden. He had no sense of time, just the car moving, stopping then getting on the freeway. Neither woman was overweight or too tall, but the constant weight crushing his head and belly was becoming unbearable. Sometimes his mother’s thighs would close and it would get harder to breathe then open and he would gasp air as quickly as he could. Then he felt Nicole’s hand on his cock and balls stroking and squeezing them. This woman was his mother’s lover and now she was molesting him. He started wondering, was this planned, was he going to have to serve her sexually. Thank God it was clear his mother would not do anything sexually with him but now her lover would. He felt her squeeze his balls harder as his cock was standing straight out hard, he had lost all sense of time. He never wanted to be like this again as his anxiety was so high from being crushed and cramped. The car stopped, he heard the engine turned off, car doors opened and finally he felt his mother get off his face. As she got up he thought he was going to pass out as the blood rushed back into his head. Nicole stayed on his belly and looked down at Chuck. You have a nice cock, I am going to enjoy you, too bad my daughter isn’t here, she would enjoy you as well. She slid out dragging her ass over him and took a pause sitting on his head then moving her legs out of the car and getting up. Get dressed and out here Nicole said.

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5.2d

The park was open and beautiful, Gina and Nicole walked towards the entry to the garden and told Rick and Chuck to set up the awning and picnic. The father and son were alone finally. As they moved things from the car to the open grass area by the trees, they were both embarrassed and not sure how to start the conversation. The father started by saying, I think your foot fetish is hereditary, I know my father had one and I think his father had one. I’m sorry I passed it on to you son, I know while it feels so good and right, it creates problems with relationships. We both are slaves to women who want us to support them and accept their lovers. I’m so sorry son; I never meant this to happen to you.

Dad, I know it was hard for me, but I never thought about mom like this. I never knew about Nicole. I kind of knew you liked feet, as I caught glimpses of you and mom growing up. I’m sure you knew about my fetish too, through mom. Yes I did, we did find that mom wanted to explore Domination and submission more and as you were finishing high school she and Nicole met at a dysfunctional sex meeting. Then when you went off to university, our relationship changed and it was finally put to me, if I wanted to remain married I would have to serve Nicole and your mother. I begged they would never let you know, I was so embarrassed. I have heard the whole story with you and Kara. Kara put her feet on me with the others, but we didn’t do anything else. I heard you went through hell to stay with her. It seems like we are both the same son.


Jamie stopped by Tracy’s house as they had agreed and Tom answered the door. When he saw it was Jamie he went down on the floor. Jamie walked in and shut the door. She just stepped up on him and stood there. Is Tracy or Becky home? He tried speaking clearly with her full weight on top of him and said Tracy was in the family room and Becky just went to the store, she should be back in a moment. Jamie called out and said Tracy are you here, Tracy walked in and saw Jamie standing on Tom, she just smiled. He is still trying to figure out how all this works, forgive him. Jamie said I enjoy standing on him and I will enjoy more torturing him over the weekend for the party. Yes, I have told him he will be serving all who wish to use him. Come in Tracy said.


Gina and Nicole came back and found the picnic was set up with the folding chairs and canopy as they came in and sat down telling Chuck to get on all fours so they could put their feet up. The father got the white wine out and poured two glasses and brought the cheese and dip and crackers out setting in on the table between them. You have your nail kit, Nicole asked, the father said yes Ms Nicole and got it out and got down on his knees next to his son. He carefully took off the sandals from both Gina and Nicole’s feet and started licking the soles to clean the bottoms of their feet. The son was on all four and remained quiet, it was feeling so surreal with all of this happening, but he was learning to accept it without too much emotion, other than he was being humiliated in public now, which wasn’t something he liked. He always worried someone he knew would see him.

He was listening to the conversation when his mother brought up how the cuckolds were going to be sucking her son’s cock as there were already 3 women signed up for him to be their lovers.
Tracy and Jamie sat down at the table and Tom came and brought some iced tea and snacks. Well you know I wanted to confirm you still want to be entered in the cuckold activities with Tom here as your cuckold slave with Kara’s husband as your lover? Yes, Tracy answered, I love his cock how big it is and while I know you two make him your slave, I always sense he still has a manly way about him and would great for sex while you all see Tom as the pathetic little cunt. Jamie smiled then looked at Tom. Come here she said, as Tom approached she looked at Tracy can I adjust his cock cage? Of course, do anything you want to him. Jamie held the cage in her hand as she saw his cock inside and started to twist the knob so the sharp points started to extend and poke his meat. He jerked a little as the points hit is semi hard cock, Jamie said just relax; you knew this would be part of this toy, now enjoy it for your owner, or I will have to mutilate it. Tom went pale and held still, Jamie continued to turn the knob and sharp points started to make indentations and his cock started to grow harder. I just love this device. We will have to go shopping for something to use on Becky too.

Jamie got the points almost all the way out without drawing blood and let the cage hang on Tom. He was sweating now and his cock was throbbing hard. Have you told Becky, if she comes she is going to be a slave like all the others? Tracy said yes, it was a hard conversation, she is only accepting now that she will be a slave around others, not the same as here at home. Jamie went on, you have to let her know you see her as a slave, you can still have conversations as friends, but she is always your slave, otherwise she will be confused. With that Becky came in the door and yelled for Tom to come get the groceries out of the car. Tom went out to the garage wearing his cock cage and Becky came in. Hi Jamie, it’s so good to see you again. Jamie looked at Becky, this is what I mean, talking to Tracy, she needs to show respect to everyone all the time.

Tracy stood up, Becky on your knees NOW! Becky went down; startled not understanding and Tracy came back with one of the floggers they bought at the store, would you like to beat her Jamie? Jamie got up and walked around Becky, knowing Tracy was at fault for her lax relationship, but Becky had to pay the price. I want you to beat her, but I will tell you how and where. Jamie called for Tom. Tracy would you unlock his cock cage, Jamie asked? Tracy took the key off her neck and handed it to Tom,
take it off. Stand up Becky and Tom strip her naked then hold her arms back so she may be punished. Tracy didn’t say anything, Jamie had taken over and she was seeing her friend/sub being prepared for real pain. Becky was naked, Tom had her arms back and was holding her tight, her breast were exposed. Twenty lashes ten on each one. and they better leave marks. Tracy looked at Jamie in shock.

Tracy walked in front of Becky; you know why you are being punished slave? No, tears falling from Becky’s eye now, what did I do, please don’t do this. You showed disrespect to my fellow dominant Jamie and you embarrassed me, which I will not tolerate. Count them out Tom as she raised her arm with no warming up and swung hard, the hiss of the flogger in the air and Becky’s scream almost instantly, Tom said one, he was clearly enjoying Becky being punished. Jamie sipped her tea and watched, lash after lash till Tom finally called out twenty. Becky’s breast were streaked with red marks that would show when she went to the party. Tracy looked at her crying and sobbing, but knew she had to show she wasn’t weak in front of Jamie.

Tracy started to walk away with the flogger when Jamie said wait that was only for embarrassing you, she still owes me for disrespect. Tracy stood still, Jamie walked over to Tracy gave her a long kiss and took the flogger. Tom, how does Becky treat you? He looked at Jamie and said she treats me like dirt Ma’am and I have to endure whatever she wants. How long since you were allowed to cum slave, 3 days Ma’am I have been wearing the cage. I think you need a reward then, throw her down on the floor Tom. Jamie walked around her; the 3” sandaled heels showed her beautiful feet and toes. Becky hid her face and was still sobbing. Jamie stopped at her Becky’s head. Becky looked and saw the feet Jamie had put on her. She was aroused but still in pain. Kiss my feet, from now on, you will never talk to me like that again, do you understand. Becky said, yes Ms Jamie please forgive me, I didn’t know. Get on your knees and suck Tom’s cock now. Noooooooooo, Becky looked at Tracy, you said he would be my slave too. Tracy came over and kicked Becky in her ribs rolling her over then stomped her face 4 times with her shoe. You will never say no to me again you bitch, you are a slave, you wanted this, now live with it or leave and never come back. Jamie nodded approval to Tracy. Tracy reached down and grabbed her by the hair, dragged her over to Tom, no suck or get out, NOW!

Becky’s face showed the bruises from Tracy’s shoe, she was crying uncontrollably, she looked at Tom’s cock through her wet eyes. She knew she couldn’t leave. She went forward wrapping her arms around his ass and taking his cock in her mouth. Jamie said I’m going to flog your back much harder than Tracy did your breast and I’m not stopping till Tom cums in your mouth. The better you suck the sooner this will be over. The loud swissssssssssssssssh, and Smaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack the strands covered her lower back perfectly. Becky cried out with Tom’s cock in her mouth. He wasn’t going to last long Jamie could tell. Slaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaash, Slaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaash, over and over Jamie showed no mercy flogging Becky. Each time the flogger struck, the pain came out muffled with the cock in her mouth, she was sucking hard and fast trying to get him off. Jamie looked at Tom, the longer you can hold out the longer she will pay for treating you like dirt, so enjoy it. Tom smiled at Jamie and replied yes Ma’am.

Tracy watched Becky sucking Tom, something she would never do. Tracy was anxious, there was no going back now, she would have to let them know they have to behave the way slaves should. It would be harder for her to allow Becky and equal status with her again. Tom managed to last 9 minutes, but he had to think of everything else in the world to keep from ejaculating, finally he couldn’t do it any longer. 3 days of buildup shot out and down her throat, over and over he spasmed into her mouth. She was choking and gagging but Jamie kept her knee on Becky’s back holding her face to his cock. Becky’s back was a mess, Jamie must have hit her 50 times, the deep red marks criss crossed. When Tom was exhausted Jamie took her knee away and let Becky fall down on the floor, choking and trying to catch her breath. Jamie and Tracy kissed and hugged in front of the slaves, looking forward to showing up for the party tomorrow night. Jamie walked out hoping the transformation of Becky was over or at least controllable now and headed home to see her lover Kara.

[smother sitter]

Personly I sorry the lack of comment. Your story is great. I love the descriptions and varity of the femdom siturations and actions. I glad to know it not just trampling.

The only thing that I have a problem with is that I still have problems trying to figure out who did what to who and whatever. I have to go backtrack constanting, of who numberous characters are, and if they are dominates, submissive, or both. I soory if this offend you.

Anyway thanks for a another great chapter

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That was a great comment.

While I really want everyone to enjoy and read the story and find parts they can relate to and get through the parts that aren't of interest, I add characters on the fly as I sit down and write.

I want to keep the characters reoccuring and not just one time, but when I haven't mentioned them for some time, number of chapters, I know it is hard to remember them agian.

I look at this story as just one big adventure and as it get's longer I know it will be hard to follow if the characters aren't memorable or you are reading in late. I have the list below and will add to it and maybe provide some more info on each one so you can remember more about them when they show up again.

I also in a chapter go back and forth between two scenes, which could be confusing, I will try to keep extra spaces between the paragraphs so you know it is switching from on group to another.

Thanks so much for the regula readers and all the comments. I think everyone who writes stories likes to get feedback. I also welcome and ideas or activities you would like to see in the stories.

Thanks,


Characters in the Story

Kara, also referred to as the wife and Chuck her husband the original characters

Jamie – College friend, Kara’s lover, PhD, University professor and Psychologist

Psychiatrist no name, woman assistant no name, male assistant no name

Mistress Amy, owns training dungeon and is a close friend of the Psychiatrist
Gabby the trainer – at Ms Amy’s dungeon school

Kim Chow, tall Chinese dominatrix who was trained and certified by Ms Amy
She punished the husband during his training at the dungeon diners

Gloria a co-worker of chuck – Greg her husband can’t get hard
Runs Administration at the company, her husband is a wealthy business man

Puja a co worker VP who Chuck reports to, her father owns company
Puja’s husband, no name, a cuckold from an arranged marriage

Gina – Chuck’s Mother Rick – Chuck’s Father, slave to Gina and Nicole

Nicole, Gina’s lover

Nicole’s daughter, the daughter, no name

Tracy, was met at the leather store now owns Becky and Tom

Tom, Tracy’s boyfriend who became her slave

Becky, Tracy’s best friend who has become her slave too

[smother sitter]

Thanks! That was realy helpful. There are even characters that I miss up there. I looking more forward to you work. Thanks again.

[Pdxrug]

5.e Back at the Park with Gina and Nicole

The husband’s mom, Gina and her lover Nicole rested their legs on his back as he remained on all fours in front of them. His father, Rick, had removed their sandals, cleaned their feet with his tongue and was now clipping filing and painting their nails as they had him trained years ago.

Chuck heard his mom talking about the three women who wanted to win him to be their lover, while their husband’s served as cuckolds. He thought it a funny twist as his wife Kara and her lover Jamie had made him their slave as well.

It was a nice day at the park and even though they were set up a ways from the walkways, Chuck could see people staring as they walked by. He was embarrassed, his mother and her lover using him as furniture and his father pampering their feet. They chatted and sipped wine and ate the snacks like it was an everyday event and normal.

Gina was explaining to Nicole how Gloria used her son for sex before he became the official property of Jamie and Kara. How her husband Greg couldn’t get it up but loved being punished by some Chinese dominatrix, Kim Chow. She went on about how Gloria worked with her son and tried to buy him, but Jamie stopped it.

Gina went on about being able to understand Gloria, as she was around the same age as her and Nicole and having a young man as your love slave did make so much sense. Nicole just laughed as she put the soles of her feet on Chuck’s head as Rick worked on Gina’s feet. Gina said this Puja, who’s father owned the company and Chuck reported to, also wants Chuck, so her husband, who it sounds like is a slave, will worship the two of them as they make love. Puja and Chuck haven’t made love yet, he only laid under her feet when it came out about his fetish and willing to be a slave to get his wife back. Nicole said isn’t Puja only 26, younger than Chuck? Yes, and it would appeared spoiled to death by her father.

Nicole said it was ashamed she couldn’t have Chuck and make his father be the cuckold. Gina laughed, I know, we can’t get too intimate where blood is concerned. Even though it isn’t illegal it does present problems around others. It’s ok, I’ll enjoy your son alone or with an unrelated slave and of course you can always watch and keep your feet on him, being the kinky mothers we both are, they both started laughing and clinking their wine glasses.

They enjoyed the rest of the afternoon and were looking forward to attending the three interviews of Gloria, Puja and Tracy as they wanted to have Chuck be their love toy while their mates were the cuckold.

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The Interviews (Puja and Prasad)

The husband and wife, Chuck and Kara, drove to Puja and Prasad’s house first. It was a large, nice house, beautiful landscaping and a huge circular driveway. When they got to the door it was answered by a man of Indian decent but wearing western clothing, he said they are waiting for you in the parlor and he showed them in as they sat across from Puja and her husband Prasad.

Kara started asking Puja about her husband and their relationship. Kara was aware Puja had used Chuck as a rug in the office and Chuck reported to her at work. She wanted to get some background and get into Chuck being her lover while her husband Prasad would be their cuckold slave. Puja began explaining the relationship. Kara in my country many marriages are arranged and created to strengthen a family or in my marriage a business. While I was educated mostly in England I still respect and follow the rituals of India and understand my father and his desires.

Kara loved her English accent, her long sleek frame and dark long straight hair. Her skin was a light brown almost tan like from the sun.

My husband Prasad, is the son of one of my father’s major competitors who he tried to buy out for years. The only way Prasad’s father would agree was if I would marry his son. Kara looked at Prasad more carefully seeing he was meek, skinny, and not very attractive or a masculine man at all. Part of the negotiation besides paying a large financial sum to me, was Prasad would serve me as I wished with no expectation of anything from me. We also agreed I would not bear his children; he has another brother who will carry on the family line.

To be honest, I ignore Prasad, he isn’t allowed to touch me and while we live in the same house, he really doesn’t exist in my world. Kara said that makes sense and that is why you are interested in my husband being available to you for sexual satisfaction. Actually Kara, I found with your husband’s fetish for feet, I became very aroused using him that way. You probably know we have a caste society in India and it is not uncommon for men to serve at a woman’s feet if she so desires. When I had my feet on him, even though he was clothed, as we were at work, I could feel his manhood and how nice it felt and how satisfying I thought it might be. Gloria explained the whole transaction that took place, she shared what a good lover he was for her, but now that you and Jamie own him, I would have to work with you if I were to be able to use him. When Gloria, from work, told me you were allowing him to be a lover for another couple, I asked to be included and that is how we are together today, Puja smiled and locked into Kara’s eyes.

Yes, I think it is perfect, but if you know Gloria, she has a kinky household and you must know my lover and I are very kinky now, I guess I’m not sure how well you would fit in with our using and owning slaves. Perhaps a demonstration would help. Prasad, disrobe and stand for inspection, Puja said in a calm voice. He quickly undressed, his naked body was just as unimpressive as he was in clothes and his cock was small and unappealing to boot. Kara got up and walked around him, letting her hand run along his shoulders and down his back as she watched for a reaction. She saw his cock become aroused but as it hardened it wasn’t more than 3 or 4 inches, definitely inadequate to please a woman.

Puja walked out to the veranda and Kara, Chuck and Prasad followed in order. There were two chains with cuffs hanging from a beam. Puja asked, Chuck would you put Prasad in place for Kara and I. Chuck went over looking at the shorter man, much shorter than Puja and as Prasad put his arms up, Chuck put the cuffs on his wrists then returned to Kara’s side.
Puja went over and stood in front of Prasad, contempt in her face made it clear their relationship was nonexistent, Prasad if I inform your father you failed to please me, what will happen to you. Prasad’s voice started to break, I will be disowned and taken to the poorest part of India and given to the lowest of the low as a slave. I have sworn to you I will do anything you wish to avoid that. Puja looked at Kara, as you can see, he will fulfill his duties as a cuckold for your husband and I if you allow me the privilege of having him as my lover. Kara was very impressed, nodded and went to the couch and sat down, Puja followed and sat next to her. Wine was brought out when Kara asked, you haven’t seen my husband naked then? She nodded no. Undress lover, your boss should at least know who works for her. He was undressed quickly and both women enjoyed his muscled and toned body, his good looks and his very large cock. Puja put her hand on Kara’s thigh as she was so aroused and obviously not getting enough sex. Why don’t you inspect him Kara said.

Puja got up and walked over to him. She put her hands on his shoulders and slowly let them slide down his arms to his ass, where she squeezed. Then her right hand came around and wrapped around his cock, he was growing hard in her hand as she leaned in and kissed his mouth, working his cock and letting her leg move in between his legs. Kara watched with approval, she always liked her husband’s ability to be a lover and his fetish was like a chain that kept him bound.

Tell your wife Chuck, what you think of my feet and what you would be willing to do to feel them on you now. He looked at Kara, her smile was so revealing, how far their relationship had come, how she was putting him out as meat for friends. He also wondered what she had in mind, she wouldn’t do this without something in return. You have beautiful feet as soft as any I have felt. They are long and narrow, size 10, long straight toes, and when you press them on my body as your rug, I could not feel any better. I would do as you wished to lay under your feet again.

Her hand squeezed tight around as his cock, as she pulled him along to stand in front of Prasad. If your wife grants me your time, he will be the dirt under our feet, would you like that. Chuck said he would love to be with her, be her lover. She let go of his cock, walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a leather strap, long and 2 inches wide. If you beat Prasad till your wife tells you to stop, we will have you lay down and be our rug while we discuss you further. She placed the strap in his hand and walked back to Kara on the couch sitting closer to her now.

Kara, I do respect what you have done with Chuck and how you have kept him a slave, but also a lover. I can see you still want him. Unfortunately Prasad will never be adequate. I so much want to enjoy your husband. What must I do to convince you? Kara smiled, knowing she had the opening. The two women could hear the strap making the loud noise as it hit Prasad over and over. Prasad would yelp but not cry out, Kara was impressed as he didn’t appear to be strong. She was also admiring how well Chuck was beating him without concern or regard, it was making her so wet.

Puja you know I have two more interviews to go, but if I knew you would be available to Jamie and I as a playmate, it would have influence on my decision. I know Gloria and she is older and she has already had my husband. Tracy is new and I think she just wants to be part of the group, so I’m not sure how badly she wants him. How far are you willing to go, to have him? Puja leaned over and kissed Kara on the mouth. Kara smiled and told her husband to stop beating poor Prasad and come over and lay down. He went over and placed his head by his wife’s feet and his body at Puja’s. He felt both their heels sink into him as they rested their feet and the two of them started making out.

Prasad still hanging a marked with red stripes from the beating watched, tears were in his eyes as he saw his wife with another woman and a man at her feet, he had not been allowed to be her rug. He watched Chuck take their heels off and how the attractive feet ending up on his body. Puja’s foot covered the length of his cock while she kissed his wife, slowly working him till he release and covered the sole of her foot with his spunk. He saw how big Chuck’s cock was and wondered if he would have to service a man, something he never had a desire to do. What did all this mean, he hung his head down in shame.

Puja said release him, as the man who greeted them at the door undid Prasad’s cuffs. Come here husband on all fours. Prasad crawled over as Kara and Puja, both leaning back relaxing sipping their wine. They both looked down at him as Puja lifted the sole of her foot, you have always wanted to kiss me, here lick the mess off my foot and then clean the man’s cock, see what it is that you can’t give me.

Prasad did as ordered; the first time his lips had touched his wife, licking the sticky mess off her soft foot. He could feel Kara’s feet, heels down rest on his neck and upper shoulders; he had another woman touching him now. They both watch as he cleaned the foot and the sticky cock under his wife’s feet. As he moved away when it was done, both women commented on how hard Prasad was and how small he was even fully erect. Kara said time to go lover, get up and get dressed. The first interview was done. Let’s hope the other two don’t out do your excellent reception today, we will talk soon as Kara and Chuck left.

[smother sitter]

Sorry for not responing eariler, but I glad that you have start putting names on all the characters, no just the new character that you introduced to time to time.

Another great chapter by the way