footbuoy
01-29-2003, 10:20 AM
Hi there, I'm new so I thought I whack up a few of my stories (You may recognise them from Abel's page, they aren't very new - I'm working on another one presently tho :))
First of all a couple about Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, sadly 150% fiction :D
I'll post part II if anybody' interested, and I'll post a story not by me, but written about me (Lucy on Abel's page), which is 100% fact :)
Property of Willow Rosenberg
"That's what I like about you, I don't even need to use magic to keep you where you belong, you're such a pathetic little prick that it isn't needed."
"Mmmmff.."
"What's that?"
"Mmmmmmm .. Mmmfff.."
Resting her sneakered foot on my face, she pulled her bare toes out of my mouth to allow me to speak, and started to wipe the saliva off on my hair.
"What did you say, slave?"
"N..Nothing, I only said 'Yes Mistress Willow'"
"That's not nothing then, is it, footslave? So you just lied to me, didn't you?"
She ground the rubber sole of her sneaker against my cheek as she spoke, and I knew better than to pull away. I could feel her foot rubbing my head, her toes occasionally yanking my hair sharply. I stared at the floor, if she wanted to punish me then anything I did now would become cause for more.
"No answer? That's a yes then. I don't like being lied to, footslave. Get on the floor and start begging, and maybe I won't make this too hard for you."
I got down on my belly, face pressed to the ground just beside her one bare, one still shod feet and started pleading for mercy, knowing it wouldn't help me in the slightest. As I prostrated myself at her feet, I saw her get up and her feet moved away. I knew what was coming, and a moment later I felt her on my back, her bare foot pushing my face into the floor, and the rubber sole of her trainer digging into my bare back. She twisted her foot, catching my skin painfully. I kept pleading. After what seemed like an eternity she stepped off me and sat in a chair.
"Get up off the floor and act like a proper slave, my feet are resting on the floor."
There was still a dangerous edge to her voice, I didn't dare look up at her. If I had, I'd have seen that she wasn't angry at all, her eyes were bright with laughter, and she was smirking, not scowling. I wasn't to know, so I scurried to her feet looking only at the floor, and quickly lifted them so that she could rest them comfortably in my hands.
"Take off my shoe, slave"
Gently as I could, I pulled off her shoe and placed it on the floor beside me,
then raised her socked foot to my face and wiped it up and down, I could feel the dampness of her sweat on my cheek, then she pushed her toes against my nose,
"Smell" she commanded, I inhaled deeply, knowing she liked to feel the air move between her toes, and I know I blushed deeply as my cock swelled still further in response. I risked a glance at my Mistress' face, she was smirking at me, taking in my face covered by her sweaty foot, and my swollen member.
"Aw, the little doggie likes Willow's sweaty sock? Does he? Does he?" Emphasising each repetition by pushing my head back with her toes.
"Doggie want it? Want the sock to suck dry? Beg for it, like a dog." She lifted her foot above my head, my eye's swivelled to follow on their own and I began to whimper and paw the air, like a tame dog. She let me continue for a while, keeping her foot just out of my reach, before she kicked my head down, and shoved the socked foot into my mouth.
"There you go, now take it off like a good little slave." With difficulty I managed to pull off her sock using my lips and teeth, I could taste her sweet foot-sweat on my tongue.
First of all a couple about Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, sadly 150% fiction :D
I'll post part II if anybody' interested, and I'll post a story not by me, but written about me (Lucy on Abel's page), which is 100% fact :)
Property of Willow Rosenberg
"That's what I like about you, I don't even need to use magic to keep you where you belong, you're such a pathetic little prick that it isn't needed."
"Mmmmff.."
"What's that?"
"Mmmmmmm .. Mmmfff.."
Resting her sneakered foot on my face, she pulled her bare toes out of my mouth to allow me to speak, and started to wipe the saliva off on my hair.
"What did you say, slave?"
"N..Nothing, I only said 'Yes Mistress Willow'"
"That's not nothing then, is it, footslave? So you just lied to me, didn't you?"
She ground the rubber sole of her sneaker against my cheek as she spoke, and I knew better than to pull away. I could feel her foot rubbing my head, her toes occasionally yanking my hair sharply. I stared at the floor, if she wanted to punish me then anything I did now would become cause for more.
"No answer? That's a yes then. I don't like being lied to, footslave. Get on the floor and start begging, and maybe I won't make this too hard for you."
I got down on my belly, face pressed to the ground just beside her one bare, one still shod feet and started pleading for mercy, knowing it wouldn't help me in the slightest. As I prostrated myself at her feet, I saw her get up and her feet moved away. I knew what was coming, and a moment later I felt her on my back, her bare foot pushing my face into the floor, and the rubber sole of her trainer digging into my bare back. She twisted her foot, catching my skin painfully. I kept pleading. After what seemed like an eternity she stepped off me and sat in a chair.
"Get up off the floor and act like a proper slave, my feet are resting on the floor."
There was still a dangerous edge to her voice, I didn't dare look up at her. If I had, I'd have seen that she wasn't angry at all, her eyes were bright with laughter, and she was smirking, not scowling. I wasn't to know, so I scurried to her feet looking only at the floor, and quickly lifted them so that she could rest them comfortably in my hands.
"Take off my shoe, slave"
Gently as I could, I pulled off her shoe and placed it on the floor beside me,
then raised her socked foot to my face and wiped it up and down, I could feel the dampness of her sweat on my cheek, then she pushed her toes against my nose,
"Smell" she commanded, I inhaled deeply, knowing she liked to feel the air move between her toes, and I know I blushed deeply as my cock swelled still further in response. I risked a glance at my Mistress' face, she was smirking at me, taking in my face covered by her sweaty foot, and my swollen member.
"Aw, the little doggie likes Willow's sweaty sock? Does he? Does he?" Emphasising each repetition by pushing my head back with her toes.
"Doggie want it? Want the sock to suck dry? Beg for it, like a dog." She lifted her foot above my head, my eye's swivelled to follow on their own and I began to whimper and paw the air, like a tame dog. She let me continue for a while, keeping her foot just out of my reach, before she kicked my head down, and shoved the socked foot into my mouth.
"There you go, now take it off like a good little slave." With difficulty I managed to pull off her sock using my lips and teeth, I could taste her sweet foot-sweat on my tongue.