Darwin
01-17-2003, 12:50 AM
I've always loved feet. Early on I knew that if I got a high education and made the money I could be selective with women. My choices would be greater and the best feet could be mine. I
found them. Her name was Debbie. Perfect size 7's. high arches,sexy toes,2nd toe smaller than Big one, little one looking "lost" and tanned tops,white bottoms with wrinkles like the ocean
waves. I was a rich senator and we married. Every day I kissed,licked and serviced her feet. Then one day she told me it was boring to her. She loved the cars,home,jewlry,clothes and me, but
she needed a REAL MAN in her bedroom. She wanted an old friend she'd always been attracted too. I couldn't go on without those feet and she knew it...so she worked it out for all of us. She
brought David over. They sat on our couch and laughed about my love for her feet. She made me demonstrate. He took over and made me lick them like I'd never done before..He had no
mercy and she loved that. She'd cruelly say, "You're not the man David is, that's why I make you lick feet!" and they'd wink at each other. Then off to the bedroom they went and I heard her
call his name for hours. It happens often now. Who can I tell? I'm a senator. Known by all. I'm trapped at her feet with her boyfriend humiliating me & she lives the life of luxery. She says if I
were not a "foot-boy" she wouldn't need David. I thought being rich would make me free to find the feet of a lifetime...I found them and now I am their SLAVE!
Part II
In the middle of my busy day,I ask my secretary to call my home.When Debbie answers, I get on. "David's coming over tonight" she informs me with a cheer in her voice. "Tonight? Why
tonight?" I plead even though I know it does no good. "Because I need a man and you need a lesson!" she fires back and now no matter what we talk about, I'm dreading tonight. The next
four hours, the drive home all leave me with a huge knot in my stomach. If you've read Used & Abused I, You'll know why. Once inside we make small talk until David arrives. Once he's
here, She's all smiles & I'm their toy for the evening. She prances around my estate barefooted,in tight jeans and all over her former boyfriend, while I her rich husband am powerless for
them. David turns to me and says, "I brought you a present Senator" and takes a leash from his gym bag. "Come here boy!" he snaps and I obey. He leashes me like a dog and then has me
crawl to her feet at the couch. "Lick them boy!" he snarls and I do. My tongue presses against the bottoms of her wrinkled soles and up to her heels as she lays on her stomach with her head
in David's lap. Back down to her toes I go and lick my way up again. She laughs openly and throws her head back to look and then says," Make him clean those feet David!" and David gets
cruel at her encouragement.. They like this. A few hours ago I was the powerful man who demanded respect and now I lick her feet like a slave and they laugh at me. "You're not the man
David is, that's why I make you lick feet" she says. When my tongue is raw and her feet are well bathed, they get up and go to our bedroom. She shuts the door in my face and says, "If you
were not a footlicker, I wouldn't have to get a man" and laughs. I hear her scream his name for hours. I sit in my chair and feel like a nothing. I licked her feet for their entertainment and now
they make love and I have to listen. Where can I go? Who can I tell? In the wee hours of the evening they come out, She makes me thank him for servicing her. She makes me thank him for
making me lick feet. They kiss, Say "good night to MR. David" she says. I do, he leaves, she laughs and walks away.
found them. Her name was Debbie. Perfect size 7's. high arches,sexy toes,2nd toe smaller than Big one, little one looking "lost" and tanned tops,white bottoms with wrinkles like the ocean
waves. I was a rich senator and we married. Every day I kissed,licked and serviced her feet. Then one day she told me it was boring to her. She loved the cars,home,jewlry,clothes and me, but
she needed a REAL MAN in her bedroom. She wanted an old friend she'd always been attracted too. I couldn't go on without those feet and she knew it...so she worked it out for all of us. She
brought David over. They sat on our couch and laughed about my love for her feet. She made me demonstrate. He took over and made me lick them like I'd never done before..He had no
mercy and she loved that. She'd cruelly say, "You're not the man David is, that's why I make you lick feet!" and they'd wink at each other. Then off to the bedroom they went and I heard her
call his name for hours. It happens often now. Who can I tell? I'm a senator. Known by all. I'm trapped at her feet with her boyfriend humiliating me & she lives the life of luxery. She says if I
were not a "foot-boy" she wouldn't need David. I thought being rich would make me free to find the feet of a lifetime...I found them and now I am their SLAVE!
Part II
In the middle of my busy day,I ask my secretary to call my home.When Debbie answers, I get on. "David's coming over tonight" she informs me with a cheer in her voice. "Tonight? Why
tonight?" I plead even though I know it does no good. "Because I need a man and you need a lesson!" she fires back and now no matter what we talk about, I'm dreading tonight. The next
four hours, the drive home all leave me with a huge knot in my stomach. If you've read Used & Abused I, You'll know why. Once inside we make small talk until David arrives. Once he's
here, She's all smiles & I'm their toy for the evening. She prances around my estate barefooted,in tight jeans and all over her former boyfriend, while I her rich husband am powerless for
them. David turns to me and says, "I brought you a present Senator" and takes a leash from his gym bag. "Come here boy!" he snaps and I obey. He leashes me like a dog and then has me
crawl to her feet at the couch. "Lick them boy!" he snarls and I do. My tongue presses against the bottoms of her wrinkled soles and up to her heels as she lays on her stomach with her head
in David's lap. Back down to her toes I go and lick my way up again. She laughs openly and throws her head back to look and then says," Make him clean those feet David!" and David gets
cruel at her encouragement.. They like this. A few hours ago I was the powerful man who demanded respect and now I lick her feet like a slave and they laugh at me. "You're not the man
David is, that's why I make you lick feet" she says. When my tongue is raw and her feet are well bathed, they get up and go to our bedroom. She shuts the door in my face and says, "If you
were not a footlicker, I wouldn't have to get a man" and laughs. I hear her scream his name for hours. I sit in my chair and feel like a nothing. I licked her feet for their entertainment and now
they make love and I have to listen. Where can I go? Who can I tell? In the wee hours of the evening they come out, She makes me thank him for servicing her. She makes me thank him for
making me lick feet. They kiss, Say "good night to MR. David" she says. I do, he leaves, she laughs and walks away.