How I became !

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CHAPTER I

(This is my first story ever and there could be many things wrong and unsuited I would try to make this as good as possible. These events are fictions and real time stuff the core part of the story is fiction. A little background about me. I’m from Sri Lanka and almost 0% awareness about foot fetish around. It’s almost a misery to be alive in such a place but I keep my spirits up. Try to enjoy to your fullest.)

At present I’m a 30 year old man. My story begins few years back, I was a fetish for female feet and footwear for as long as I can remember. A brief look in to few of my old memories when I was about 5 may be 7 years old I remember I stayed in place called Anuradhapura for almost like 5 years. We went there when my father got an transfer to this division. The new place is secluded from the main city surrounded by ancient city and ruins of majestic Buddhist kingdom almost above 100 temples and ancient stupas. Our quarters which is near a big tank build over 1000 years ago. The climate is very dry and with surrounding wilderness. The house is colonial type house belonging to the government and is situated 200m from the main road. From the road to the house first building is a another bungalow where government is reserved for people from my fathers office when they visited they stay at this place. The bungalow keeper stayed there with his family. Consists of wife three girls and a son. Among them the two elder girls are much older to me and they are so beautiful, the elder one has finished her school and applied for teaching school and the second the most beautiful one is in the last year at school. The main roll here is the youngest of the family which she is a year and half elder to me. She is not a woman yet. She is not that attractive but we became friends after few days of our visit. She is slim and dark in completion and always wore flip-flops at home where her soles did looked remarkably clean and faire. Her sisters though much attractive than her.

Almost everyday in the afternoon we are playing in the huge garden with many hiding places. Since the houses are big distance apart we had many hiding and personal places in the fields. At this age I have this faint interest in female shoes and used to lay on the floor when no one is around when my mothers sisters came to visit and stayed at our place for few days, I grab there shoos and go to a corner in the bedroom and place them on my body including my face and stay like this for many hours since when they come to our place they go to the temples and won’t come till late in the night. That’s how I was able to do and experience the fantasy I had in my head. This went on for many years and until one night the younger daughter of our neighbor came to watch TV with us since they never had a TV at there place. We were watching Night Rider that day when all of sudden the lights went off. And in total darkness everyone in the house went out side and stayed there since the moon light is very bright. My self and the girl next door stayed inside the house. Little by little our eyes adopted to the darkness and we can see for some extent in the dark. I can remember that she was in her night dress and wore a pair of flip-flops with green sole and a white insole. We started to enjoy our dark experience and all of sudden I asked her to the bed room which is close to the living room. Then we both went in and I just without saying anything laid on the floor face down. And asked her to step on my back. And she was confused but complied and started climbing on to the back. She never removed her flip-flops though. She stood on me and stayed without moving like she was frozen. Then asked if it hurts and is that what I wanted. I said yes and I never felt her weight. She then gradually began to move her feet and I felt the sand and little stuff suck on to her flips removing and grinding to my bare back. After a while she took the liberty in the dark to step close to my head and it felt great. I still can feel and smell her rubber flips to this date. This started to be good relationship. She enjoyed it quite a lot. Few months passed and she naturally did dominated me with her feet and foot ware for good. She even asked me for my opinion on buying her foot ware. We played games and all the games involved stepping on with her flips on to my groins. She even asked me to remove the pants most of the time and she made me lay under where she was sitting and placed her feet on my body. Sometimes the play turned ugly when we fought. She remove her flips or shoes and tried to slap me. I enjoyed this for many years and sadly my father did transferred to the city again. We said our good byes and life went on. Only few occasions we met after many years and she was little embarrassed remembering the past. But that’s it. We never spoke or met for almost 20 years now. This is my start and how I became.

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CHAPTER II

Years did flew by and time changed a lot. The thoughts were very strange started to realize and to understand things while gaining knowledge. The strange thoughts and fantasies holed me back and started making my life some what backwards and miserable. I really thought that I was the only one with this strange thoughts and feelings. With the experiences I had with my friend previously I never climaxed since my organs and hormones was not functioning at that time. I had a great feeling though but my cock did erected somewhat extent and other than that there were no real climax. I really don’t know the real scenario with this, some times I did had the climaxing feeling and never new how it happened it just happened very rarely. I wanted to feel that over and over again but didn’t knew how.
So I kept living a silent and a secret life from then whenever I come across any female shoes I will grab them and smell, touch and pressing them against my groins. And it developed a lot and I came with my parents to Colombo and my Father rented a house in the heart of the city where the house is in a Lane where few wealthy families were our neighbors. Only few boys lived there many were girls some as same age as mine. The parents of those houses were pretty and wearing colorful and attractive cloths since they live in Colombo and the city is much more fashionable than Anuradhapura. The footwear also different to what used to be and much more juicier than the good old days. Very stylish and many varieties. I gradually change in to foot fetish to a shoe fetish since the only acquirable objects were shoes. We made a good relationship and friendship among our neighbors and there children. We started to feel like a family and my mothers and fathers relatives were a frequent visitors to our house almost every week end and days. Fortunately one of my aunts started working in Colombo and came to our home to stay.
It all happened again during one rainy day when one of the neighbors Mrs. Theja came to our house to meet my mother for some reason wearing pair of black jumper shorts and white top. She is in her early forties and slim good complexion and mother to two, one daughter and a son. Since it was raining she came rushing inside our house with half wet and showing a disliking look on her face. I was sitting in the main entrance on the top step. I was half naked only wore a pair of shorts. She had two good wet legs and toes are painted dull red where the nail polish is warn off and worn two new Flip-flops with the color dark brown soles and insole is little lighter brown and brighter than soles where lots of debris and dry grass attached to the side of her flips. The sand and mud was mixed and the color of the flips had camouflaged the dirt along with pretty wet glowing view. The water is dripping from them like a broken water tap. She greeted me while she removed her flips just few centimeters from where I was and I can feel the rubber mixed sulfur smell of her flips just hit me like a thunder right in to the heart and my eyes set on them like frozen ice. Next thing she went inside the house quite in a hurry. I can see the in print of her feet on the flips with water and dark dirt and mud mixed stain more like an embossed border. My heart raced and found it very difficult to breath and my thoughts rushed and started to conflict in hard to describe phase. I heard her inside chattering with my mother and came to know that the door to the house where I was sitting was closed while she entered the hose. I quickly looked around and no one is around to be seen and it’s raining harder I knew this was the chance to experience a whole new chapter in life and my desire. I grabbed the write flip with the straps and lifted it a little and suddenly noticed that the water is dripping from it quickly and a thought rushed through my mind not to let a single drop of water drain to the floor. Up till now I have never tasted and licked a shoe before it just happened so fast I just covered the dripping water with my left palm and made it to fall on to my palm and I collected a faire quantity of water in the palm with muddy color black and gray with tiny sand floating and circling on my palm and I have not wasted any time I just drank every drop like holy water it tasted some what damp and rubbery. But with the feeling it tasted like sweet honey. I gradually picked both the flips in my hands and started to suck the edges of the flips drinking and tasting the rainwater which was collected by her flips. Then I started to smell them top to bottom and kissed every inch of them. Then my heart urged to lick and clean the flips and it rushed my blood through my body and made the actions to deploy faster. And started with straps, I licked and sucked the straps hard and then moved to the insoles where the muddy print of her feet was visible and I started with the back of the flips. And started to lick, kiss and to suck the wet stuff harder and harder then moved to the front and the straps did forced my face where my nose is from going any further to the front of the flips and I had to re adjust my face and started to extend my tongue more and more I couldn’t virtually reach the far end of the flips the straps are holding my face back. The flips were made with rubber and it’s quite heavy then I decided to continue licking from the front end. Front is the most interested part for me most of the rain dirt were deposited in the front and started lapping them hard but it came out on to my mouth with ease since they are fresh. I still could feel the warmth of her foot from the insole of the slippers. The aroma of her foot and strong smell of rubber made my tiny cock hard as ever. I have finished the top and the side of the flips with little time. Then moved to the bottom and I noticed that there were only little mud and stains in the bottom since it is raining hard the debris were washed out with rain water so I licked top to bottom extending my tongue to the fullest and tried to swallow the flip completely inside my mouth. This has stretched my cheeks a great deal. Then I gave it up and continued to worship and to tongue clean the soles of her flips. Then I noticed the strap mounts connected from the bottom were movable and I pressed the strap edges from the top until the round mount like thing popped out from the bottom. The soles were having small engravings like diamonds all over. These little squire things are exposed inwards from the middle and from the four edges they are towards the outside. This is making sharp scratchy feeling when licking to the tongue and to the face. The popped strap mount came out with load of sand and mud collected while walking and it had a strong smell of foot sweat, mud, food particles and fresh rubber. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it with delight while sucking the knob like ting inside my mouth and sucking all the dirt in to my mouth. I did swallowed every thing and re adjusted the knob back in place and licked the entire flip once again quickly. And inspected it thoroughly for any missed places. Now the two flips were tow different colors since only one was cleaned and one to go. I think this single flip to clean took almost like 15 to 20 min. and still heard our neighbor is chattering with my mother inside and hopefully had time to finish the next one. After finishing that also I kept the two flips on the step little closer to me and waited for few minutes until the Lady who came out and said something to me started to put on her flips back on. She instantly showed a sick look on her face and started telling me that she hated this rain it is disgusting and it had made her flips so slippery and slimy. These words did turned me on like never before she actually felt my saliva greasing and making her feet slippery. It really felt like she is wiping her feet on my face, then onwards I worshiped many shoes and flips of her, her daughter, and others for as long as I can remember. And I liked the most watching them where the same shoe or flips after I licked them clean. It felt like they all are trampling and wiping them on me. I never licked or done anything with the feet still on them. I just imagined that the they are wearing them while I worshiped.

The aunt who stayed with us had few shoes with her and I used to wait till she return from work and she normally did slept in my room and all of her stuff was inside the same room. During nights I normally get up and secretly collect her shoes and return to the bed and place them on my pillow and worship for hours. I have licked her footwear 1000’nds of times. This type of worshiping went on for many years until this date. I have worshiped many female shoes of many woman.

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CHAPTER III

So many years have passed and my life style was the same secretly worshiping female footwear as and when I’m able to get my hands on. I left school and started to do a diploma in computer course. And offered a job. The inter net was a new thing in the world but still I’m thinking and feeling as I’m the only freak with a shoe and foot fetish. I even didn’t knew the term though what it is called. I look at female feet and there footwear and masturbating day and night. Now I’m a fully grown man with a strange interests squeezing and trying to explode inside me. I used to go to shoe stores and touch and feel female shoes and started to day dream about those who would take me as a foot slave and destroy me with there feet and shoes. Two three years has passed and I got this great break in career at a leading organization where 1000’s of employees were working.
When I came to this new job I had the chance to explore and to get to know about the Inter Net and what it was used for. One day during night shift while others are sleeping I had the chance to surf the net and found a search engine and wanted to get some pictures of female shoes with the feet is in. I used to learn a way to release my hunting feelings when no shoes are around, just to pick few of my mothers fashion magazines (quelle) and to look through them imagining my needs and desires were full filled by the models posing in the pictures with footwear. I release my load by imagination most of the time.
Suddenly while searching the net the very first fetish site I came across was trample.com. and it opened a whole new world for me. From that day onwards I have visited 1000’s of related sites and got know that I’m not alone in this world and I do not have to blow my self with fashion magazines. I have collected many free clips and pictures of fetish related materiel and kept them with me. I just can’t spend money to purchase them still I just collect what is available free and made a world of my own fantasies and interests. I have gained more broader knowledge about the subject and many more new interests came in to play. I still masturbate since like I mentioned in the beginning I’m in the wrong place. It is difficult or rather impossible to express my feelings out to someone. I continued with the internet stuff and shoes here and there full filling my interests. I had this opportunity that at the place where I work there is another department where many female employees work. Our building is highly secured and need to carry a pass to access the doors. It is impossible to go to another floor without exposing my whereabouts. The only option is at the same level luckily there is the department next to ours and full of female co workers. At my department we found only male employees except for the secretary. During our night shift only two will be working and the whole floor is empty. I found only two female employees who carry a extra pare of shoes at work and they change shoes very frequently. I have worshiped them and continued to fulfill my hunger for new smells and tastes. This went on for like few years and I was satisfied not almost but for some extent.

Our secretary has changed and a new secretary was due to arrive at our office. And one Monday morning a lady has entered with our manager and started introducing her to all the employees her name is Roshani. I don’t know how or why she made a good friendship with me as soon as I met her. She is a casual woman at her early 30’s average body attractive shaped, black short hair and dark lips with a strange tough look on her face. Her voice is not sweet but very demanding and concerned. She is not a fashion enthusiast. She has a strong grip and short nails which are not painted. The nails are damp and she wore a dress with little long black skirt and a pink blouse with very little jewelry. No perfume just her natural smell which is quite strong and clean. Her legs are not shaved but very faint hire line hardly anyone can notice. The legs are firm and strong quite the shape it has. The legs are not spotless you can see some faint scars here and there but her feet were hot and toes are perfect not picture quality but has the feminine look. Short pointy toes painted with red and seems she has not painted them in a while. The tips of the toes are filled with dirt and dust you can visibly see the blackish line underneath. She wore a short heeled sandals with single strap in the front a slip on type with black soles and dark gray strap with a metal badge and a bow on top. Apparently she has never washed or cleaned the shoes she was wearing. The sides were mounted with mud and debris from the walking and visibly the black color has faded out and looked brown with the dirt. the insoles is black and gray with a good shine with her feet slipping and rubbing the insole Rexene made it glow. In the sides of the insole you can see a slim line of dirt collected and harden with sweat and humid covered in dust. In-between her toes you can see little stains of dust and water stains.
All of sudden my manager asked me to take her around and introduce her to our sub departments and to help her set up her desk and to teach the work what we do and so on.
I took her around and tolled her about the work and she began working. At first I did not made any interest towards her. Just felt natural and began to co exist with her and pass on jokes and so forth. Time went on and she became so friendly and she felt so good about us and most of the time she spent time inside the department supporting and making us finish our tasks on time each day. She never showed any interests sex talk or rather flirting. She is straight forward woman and a tough one. She never let anyone get away with anything so easily. Sometimes she made us do her work too she demanded it from us never insisted us to do them for her. Time went on like that then she became little bossy with me. She gave a extra key to one of the stationary cabinet to me to keep if any case she is not there so then I can get anything from that. One day when I came across her table I took one of her ornaments to annoy her and she flew right of her chair and grabbed my tie and pulled it and gave me few punchers to the back and scratched my hand viciously. It started bleeding and she never showed any concern or mercy towards me in that incident. Later that day I went to her and showed her the wound and the scratch marks from her interrogation earlier, out of nowhere she grab hold of the hand and scraped the wound again and said never to show such things ever again or she will make it worse and she looked at me with a vicious look and smile. She indicated that she is pleased and satisfied while hurting me. And she left the office.
Few days passed and I found out that she has done similar sort of things to the other colleagues as well while messing around with her. She never showed any disliking towards me. As usual she spoke and did her chores normally. Then I came to like her attitude and felt that she must be having something that I have been searching for the whole life. The dominant mistress or the goddess that I want to be enslaved for my life could be her. But I have never thought of a way how I should tell her about this. And this thoughts changed my whole prospects towards her. I like been pushed and seduced by her at work the whole time. But never showed her the interest. I then started to follow her behind and started to look at her feet or rather the legs and it made clear they are perfect. Unattended, neglected feet I may have good opportunity to serve them. These thoughts rushed through my mind like tracer bullets.
Then I came to realize that her soles were clean meant she is wearing shoes or flip-flops all the time at home of where ever she is. Only that she gave less attention towards her legs and feet. The color of her soles were yellowish and can see little stains made from dirt that stacked while walking in the open. They looked smelly and I really wanted to taste her feet and to smell them. Suddenly one day at the printing room she was filing some documents while I went inside the room to take some printouts from there. She had piled all the documents on top of the printer and she had stopped the printer to avoid the noise it created and while I was about to start it she stopped me rather forcefully and demandingly. I ignored her completely and tried to switch it on despite her warnings then all of sudden I felt a pain running through my spine and came to notice that she had punched me with her fist while penetrating the thumb in between the middle fingers. The punch made me go out of balance plunged in the printer and some of the files scattered on the floor. She got furious and started beating me some more and ordered forcefully and in high tone to collect and to re arrange them despite it was her fault and suddenly the feeling poured and rushed through my mind then I bend down with my knees and started to collect them without any questions or doubt like I’m her slave. She stood there with a dark face and was in a temper I really cant explain in words. I looked at her feet and noticed that her toes were twitching with anger like she is going to kick me while I was down there. Then she grabbed my hair and started to swing my head and planted a fist full in back of my head. It really started to heart a lot. Then in a few minutes I have sorted and re arranged the documents at right folders. And handed over to her. She ordered me to put them on the printer where they were before and finally I tried to collect some of the other documents from the floor where I have knocked out in the incident and she was trampled one document without knowing and continued her work with the long face. She didn’t spoke word. I tried to get the document and all of a sudden I touched her feet with my hand while trying to retrieve the document which she is standing on and without any sign she crushed my hand under her shoe and stared at me with a angry burning face and started to apply more presser and grinded my hand with full weight then I took my hand all of sudden and started to get up as she then gave me a evil smile indicating that she enjoyed it very much. I came out of the room and continued with my work and tried to smell the trampled hand to get some of her shoe aroma and it had very little but the dirt stain a very faint one was visible. Again things went on as usual for few days. And I’m now in heaven that she crushed my hand I really wanted to feel her and smell taste her feet.
After few weeks one of our staff members were to marry and Roshani and her friends were prepared to go to the wedding while during lunch and they changed in to Saree's and I have noticed that she was worn different silver color shoes. She came to work with a different flat low heeled sippers. And luck has struck I’m staying the night and she must be leaving her morning dress and shoes in the dower at office and I have the spare key. The silver sandals were about 3” tall semi spiked heels and they bore a price tag which is new pair she must have bought them that exact day. And she looks astonishingly attractive with these shoes on. I thought for second that she never wore high heels to office but now she must be wearing them anyhow. She did very rarely changed her shoes. I have saw only three or four pares only. the heels are perfect black soles with engravings like small pattern and stripes from side it is like a hacksaw blade. The heel is chrome color and the tip is fixed with a plastic knob. The insole is dull silver and where the toes are have silver shining in sole and dull silver toe. The straps are tiny about two from inside and three from outside where they were joined in the center and single strap going around the ankle ball. Her feet were perfectly strapped no finger too long or short inside it. The arch is perfect and the shining silver reflects her yellowish clean soles like a light bulb was fixed to the in soles. The shoes were looks like custom made for her perfect feet. My heart started to race and my mouth was watering like a overhead tank has exploded. Then she left to the wedding. And I stayed the night and waited till it is dark.
Around 11:00pm that night I sneaked out of my department room and went to the Roshani’s table and started to go through her stuff there under her table and found nothing. I tried the drawers and also nothing my heart sank with disappointment. Then I went to the cupboard behind her table and tried the keys and one key has opened the filing compartments. I opened the first and it was filled with folders nothing else the second and third are the same then the last my whole desperation and disappointment are at the peak ruining a good chance to get close to her. The 4th drawer was opened and I fell to the bottom of my misery and there it is filled with folders and nothing. She has no other place to leave her stuff than these places. With a broken heart I went back to my seat and wondered and tried hard to control my agony and to keep my hopes up. How is her feet taste like how is her feet smell like how will her shoes feel on me these desperate questions did flooded my mind and started to hold me in a place where so much pain gathered to haunt me. I couldn’t do anything. Everything has gone when will there be another chance for me to reach her. And went on with my work with a broken heart.
After few minutes I again got the keys and went to her seat and scrolled under her desk and waited for few minutes and the aroma of her feet and body is mind blowing I started to bury my head to her seat and smelled a lot of her aroma. Then came out and opened the filing cabinets again then last drawer was opened fully and my luck she have put all her staff at the far end and covered them with the folders. I was in heaven and started to go through the stuff one by one. I found a soft bag and those were her cloths she wore in the morning. Cloths are not important to me and I’m foot/shoe-fetish I want her footwear I neatly placed her cloths back in and searched again. Then a napkin no interest to me. And then something hard was felt in the back inside a paper bag I was nervous and scared if some one comes I’ll be caught red handed and everything will be gone. But checked the bag from out side and felt the shoes inside, took the bag out and kept it right on the chair and searched again for more and there is nothing else. Pictured the way she have stacked her stuff in the drawer and immediately vanished to the ladies toilet. The toilet is stinking strong smell and there are only two toilets inside one is with a lady bin and it is filled with napkins and the bin is about to overflow. That’s what is smelling. Then turned to the other and closed the door. Sat on the floor and closed the toilet seat and placed the bag carefully on top of it. Then opened it slowly and placed my nose close to the opening and squeezed the bag to the nose and inhaled the aroma of her shoes with so much delight. I have got the max erection ever. I removed my pants half way and I remembered that the janitor lady have her rubber opened toe shoes were in the closet and again pulled my pants and rushed to gram them there. Luckily the other person who was suppose to work with me was in another location and will not come until down. The security check is also over they had taken our names and closed the doors no more disturbances till down. I have like four hours of free time. Then went to the corridor and opened the closet door using my phone light I managed to have a clear view. Oh my god….. what luck I was in she had left her fairly new shoes which she wore when she leave home she change her working shoes usually to these, but today she must have gone in a hurry she have left the outdoor shoes here. The janitor is about 45 years tall slim village woman who is dark in completion and have slim small feet with painted toes. She have some attractive feet though she is been a janitor. I looked some more in the closet and found no other pare of shoes, only these. I took them back to the toilet where Roshani’s precious shoes are waiting unattended alone Inside the toilet….
I removed my pants and shirt and became naked and got the janitors precious and about to start licking them from bottom. It had a low heel about 1” diameter and 1.5” tall rubber bulky heels. The color is brown and gray. Sole is black and it is covered in dust, food, little sand and left shoe is having a wet patch and I smelled it, has a fruit smell and I extended my tongue and placed the tip to taste it. It’s sweet and wanted to taste it more but hold it with desperation and concentrated hard on what I was about to do. These shoes are new to me and the first time I had my hands on them. They are perfect and smelled like sweet candy. I started to inspect more about the shoe and the smell is so adoring and mouthwatering, my breath speeding and started to sweat and I grabbed a pies of toilet paper and wiped my sweat and started to concentrate again then the precious shoes of Roshani came in to my head and I kept the janitor shoes on my naked lap and moved towards the toilet seat and pressed my nose and inhaled the aroma of those precious shoes and closed my eyes. I’m in heaven I thought that she never cared about her feet and footwear but they didn’t stink at all she is wearing them almost every day and still they smelled like nothing I have ever experienced. I kept smelling them for long time like 15 minutes or so. Now the aroma of my dream queen is all over my head. I then took my head off the opening with my eyes closed and dreamed about her dominating me with her feet and footwear.
I opened my eyes and came to consciousness. Immediately closed the opening to the bag and grabbed gently the janitor shoes and healed them against my face now the aroma of her shoes are just few inches away from my face smell was strong a fruity mixed smell. These shoes were not warn off yet the design in the soles are quite new and rough. The soles are quite dirty and seems she has good firm ability walk on surfaces with full weight distributed evenly. The gravel stuck in to the carvings demonstrate a good ability to grind the floor while walking. She will be proud to see a man admiring the handy work and degrading him self to her lowest part. I can imagine if she got to know my interest and my desire sure will trample me like a pies of soft cotton. Oooh my! I could die under her. The country I’m living in is not the cleanest. roads are filled with dirt and debris. I can see an ant was crushed under the heel and it’s like torn to 1000 pieces. If I lick the soles harder I may even get my tongue scratched and the taste will stay for days. Previously I have laid my hands on to some hard soled clogs with thin metal high heels left by a lady I licked them hard and my tongue and mouth edges were solon for days.
I gently got the shoes closer to my face and started touching my nose so gentle like these are alive or she is watching me I respected them like goddesses and started kissing with a gentle motion which brought deep breath to my lungs. With every breath I took from the shoes I could feel tiny dust particles flow in to my nostrils. I kissed every inch of them with respect, gently and submissively for a long time I couldn’t recall how long but felt like eternity. The smell was so sweet my mouth watered like a water balloon exploded inside my mouth. The erect cock is bouncing against my belly now and the pre-cum is flowing like a river right to the tiled floor. After kissing them I pressed them hard to my face imaging and mimicking like if she is stomping me with her shoed feet and started to apply more pressure as hard as I can I can feel the gravel and the carvings press against my face and making a imprint of the soles on my face I holed this motion for some time and it started to hurt a little then I demonstrated the grinding motions to the face it really did scratched my cheek chin and eye lids so hard. Lips were not touched by the shoe yet I’m breathing harder like I have run 100m dash. Then after a while I have extended the tongue and moved both shoes gently touching the tongue. Started to lick the shoe soles and started with the heels. I wanted to make them shine like new and I made my mind to not to stop until every pies of dirt, sand, gravel and fruit stain is of the soles and also the top. I wanted to clean the whole shoes with my tongue including stitches and layer by layer the designs. I opened my mouth and stuck the heel of the first shoe and gave it a lapping heel-job and took more time and sucked every bit and pies to my mouth and swallowed every thing instantly after tasting the sucked material. The stuff is in the shoe heel and other parts are not dirt I thought my self. These are food and nutrition for me. The best and only food and beverages in the world. I sucked and licked the heel so hard and every particle is removed and dissolved right in to my mouth then inspected carefully and still the color is not appearing, the stain is hard deposited to the heel. Using my teeth while sucking I scraped the heel and continued sucking and cleaning as if she is demanding inside my head. I wonted to make her proud of me for my job. After while I began tasting rubber and the heel is so clean it’s like brand new I can feel sand is moving inside my mouth and teeth from the heels. I watered my mouth with saliva and swallowed them right in. then the arch and back of the heel liked hard and cleaned them to the exact condition to the heel tip. Only few stains of feminine shoe food were there. The arch had a glue patch from where the price tag was pasted. I used my teeth to remove it and it had stuck gravel and sand particles from superiors work of earth trampling while she walked. Those are like diamonds to me and I swallowed them with greater joy dreaming how she would have walked the surface of this earth with such stamina. I began wondering how it would have been the superiors feet were inside the shoes while I done this. Then I observed for any missing items still not removed and there were non. Now I have a painful sensation building in my cock from long erection. I got my self pies of fabric and tied the ball and cock so hard as my superiors would have done. The sensation is over whelming now. The pain turned to satisfaction now. My chores are much important now I felt it that way.
I imagined my owner Roshani is eagerly watching me while I do the demanding job of another superior. Her concern is only for the shoes of janitor lady. I’m nothing to her just a mechanism just a thing a object to please her demands, to use for various needs to satisfy her mental and physical needs and to disregard, her only interest is to punish me well for not doing the needed job as they demanded. I’m an object, a thing which is born to use, and for me there shoes are superior beings. I have to respect, talk to them, kiss, worship, tongue clean always and swallow all the material and more many things other than this few.
Now the shoes heels and the lover arch are clear than glass. Now the best part the soles of the shoe where the rough shoe sole design and most of the precious material were. I took little time to look at them closely and to water my tongue and mouth in order to give them a good deserving purification. Then gently I extended my tongue out and gave a licking stroke as gentle as possible the tongue touched the sole very gently and only the tiny faint wet line was created. It was a joy and happy feeling like no other I was in heaven I thought and the sexual feeling were at a bursting point now. The pain from the tied up cock was more and the color is turning red to purple from obstructing the blood circulation to them. The shoe did really made me bare the pain and to concentrate on my chore of cleaning this precious jewels.
Without wasting any more time I extended the female shoe cleaning tool out and gently started to lick with passion. Tongue felt dry instantly and the greasiness had disappeared instantly. Then felt that something is stuck hard to the tongue. And I took it inside and started to circle it inside and huge glob of “femfood” from the shoe, was inside my mouth. Sand and dust were so much and when I tighten the teeth together I felt whole mouth is filled with sand and little pieces of soft grass and many more material which are crunching against the teeth and it made irritating feeling inside my mouth. I just watered my mouth with saliva and washed every inch inside my mouth before taste and swallow everything inside. The feeling was doubled now. Quickly I began the gentle licking of the precious shoe soles of the superior janitor. Every stroke made remove more of the softly bound “femfood” from the shoe soles and I had to swallow and to water my tongue frequently until I covered the full area except where the fruit stain was. Now the tongue felt strange and tasteless after delicate cleaning of shoe dirt from the sole where they were hard stuck on to the top of my tongue and I used my teeth to scrape the tongue so I could taste more of the shoe sole and the fruity substances hard stuck under there. After the clearing almost all the shoe sole material I watered my mouth and tongue and started licking the fruit stain and it was so sweet and more sand and little hard stuff was glued to the spot which is quite sticky because of the sweet fruit stain. I licked it more making it wet so I can remove this stain completely until the sweet taste is gone. It took me about 10 minutes to do this and now the sole is completely licked but not cleaned. I waited for few minuets and started to lick the sole hard and pressed the rough sole hard against the stroking tongue. This made it sting when the sharp shoe sole design and gravel stuck in-between were brushing hard on the tongue. I continued this kind of licking the sole while swallowing every bit and pies of dirt removed to the mouth from the shoe sole. After about fifteen minutes or so the tongue had this burning sensation because of the hard grinding of rough shoe sole. Some parts felt numb and it made me worry a little since I have to do a much bigger job with Roshani’s shoes after worshiping these. Her shoes are the most important chore for tonight. But thought no matter what or how long it may take I will give those a better job than this. Without wasting more time I just started to make the sole looks brand new. So far the soles are pretty wet with saliva. The heel has dried now only I can see there is no stain what so ever in the heel. I felt proud and humble. Then started to lick some more on the sole started to remove the stuck gravel from the shoe sole. There are about 10 to 20 pieces to remove and I used my tip of the tongue and tried the first one. I had to move the tip all around the sole to locate it. Once I reached one I moved the tip hard pressed against the sole carving where the gravel was stuck and moved the tip violently side to side for some time until the pies of gravel was loosed and came of. This is hard work since it was pressed with sheer weight and power of her grinding while walking, these were stuck like nails on a wall. I have to give a struggle and painful effort to remove them. While removing them I have cut the tip of my tongue severely then felt blood coming out of the cut despite the pain I never stopped or let down the effort I did it harder and harder. After few minutes I removed all the gravel from the shoe sole. Now the sole is cleared of everything. Then noticed that the dust, sand and grass were deposited in-between the groves of the shoe sole design I extended with extra effort and pointed the tongue tip and pressed hard until it berried inside the grove and dragged it along the grove all across the design and removed everything several times and it made my tongue sore. Everything was swallowed with great honor and respect. I licked the she sole several times with force and inspected the work. Now the sole is completely clean like these have not ever been used to walk. They looked brand new. My mouth tasted like female shoes. Now the sole of one shoe is spotless and brand new. I examined them hard over and over then licked it quick several times heel to sole while sucking the saliva mixed with shoe flavor. Used the teeth to trim the chipped edges of the sole design from walking. I took a deep breath and hard swallowed the spit inside my mouth. Then placed the shoe with both hand on top of the toilette seat cover where Roshani’s shoe bag was. Then grabbed the other shoe and inspected and with same effort, commitment, time and exact same sequence I started licking using my tongue and cleaned the other shoe soles until they were clean like the first one. Now both the shoes soles are brand new I have eaten off all the dirt or “femfood”. I placed the second shoe right beside the first one and picked the first one again. Now the sides has to be cleaned and I extended my wet tongue and started to lick the side which is about ¼ “ thick from the front. The sides are as dirty as the soles. Started to suck the front of the shoe by showing it inside. I can feel the air filled with shoe flavor through the sole and insole. I licked the front which is quite squire not pointy or round. I shoved it as far as I can and sucked it hard the edges were clean because I licked the edge while it was inside my mouth and I licked hard. Then wiped the edge on my tongue and inspected for the stains which are not removed, I licked and scraped until there are none. while doing this on either sides of the shoe, the shoe sole design has posed as a hacksaw blade and made it scratch hard on the surface of my tongue. I did cleaned the side lines with less time and made it clean as brand new. Not much stuff was stuck on the sides. Then came the top where the all mighty female feet rest, come in to contact, and secure the hold of these precious jewels. Her foot aroma is all over the surface. I started to lick the place where her foot heel and much of the weight is applied. The place is having a pressed inwards to the design of her heel. And while licking only little dust was there I licked hard and cleaned and these are much cleaner with little effort. But applied more presser any how. I moved to the center where the shoe is declining and the back straps are mounted to there in between the strap and the insole there is small gap hard to reach as it is, I pressed the strap towards the other side and exposed the gap where there are sand and dust mounted. I licked and sucked everything. From this gap I can see the stitches and the upper side of the sole. I slipped my tongue through the gap as far as I can and liked everything then the other side too now the insole is half way cleaned. I have to do the inside of the strap. I noticed stain which is like a black maul. I started to lick the maul and it is salty. It is her sweat. These type of patches do create in shoes while wearing them when it is hot and humid like in my country. the feet tend to sweats a lot so when walking the feet is slipping and grinds the insole and sweat will heat up from the environment heat and body heat. This will make the water to evaporate and the saltiness to thicken. This thick sweat which are mixed with dead skin particles, dust and dirt will resided in such places after some time the mixture mill set like jelly and when removing the shoe it will be deposited inside the she where the foot arch and between the toes and sole in the front of the shoe. This is real sweat of a woman. A part of her superior body. This a feast for things like us. I licked the little sweat maul with a good appetite and removed it in side my mouth and tasted it bit it a while. It tasted salty and sure. I swallowed it and continued to the front where the strap hold is mounted in the front in-between the big toe and the next. This the place where she secure her grip to this marvels. There are many stains of sweat mauls developed in the middle and it is hard to reach the straps do obstruct a lot. Despite the obstruction I licked the area with care not to stretch the strap so much like it may heart the shoe. I cleaned and turned the shoe to reach the front where the toes do rest. The toe print is made with sweat stain, mud and dust. Shape of the feet sole is so visible with the stain. The front is little wet from sucking while cleaning the edge of the shoe. The stains did came of with less effort and the insole is cleaner than new. Anyway I gave the insole several more rounds of licking. And admired my own work. Now the straps. In this precious and beautiful shoes the strap is attached from three places which from the either sides and the front. The front is wrapped together like a cylinder and put through a transparent plastic core. Which is for the toes to held on to the shoe firmly and secure without discomfort. Out side of the straps is having embroidery work and some little opening with several designs to make it attractive. In the middle several gold threads were attached with a metal buckle with two hanging beads in the middle. The strap is astonishingly beautiful since the straps gave these shoes the look. And when the feet is hugging the insole while straps are wrapped around them will highlight the feet and shoes to highest beauty and perfection. This is a indication of power and superiority of feminine status. No doubt I’m lover than these shoes. I’m privileged to been closer to them. They are in much, much higher state than I’m.
I started the worshiping and cleaning them from the inside I licked the whole circular part and cleaned all the dust and sweat stains with honor and to perfection took time to do this then carefully moved the layers and licked in-between the linings. And sucked and breathed through the linings to vacuum out the dust where it is impossible to reach. Then came to the top where more material were deposited and licked it hard and moved carefully through threading until the tiniest dirt or particle visible to eye is removed then licked the buckle and the beads until they glitter with the same motion I began sucking and licking the strap which went right to the front both inside and outside were cleaned to perfection. Then the transparent cylinder I liked it hard it is salty from the sweat and cleaned the sweat until it is tasteless. Then tried gently to move it with had it moved a little and extended the tongue inside little opening where the cylinder prevented to reach and licked most of the exposed parts to clean.
Now the shoe is in perfect or the better than the brand-new condition. No stains what so ever. Then something came in to mind and what will the all mighty janitor will think when she saw them tomorrow. But there is no problem and they won’t know about fetish anyway. So this is nothing to worry or to be concerned about. Then I automatically started to kiss and to lick the shoe once more. After few minuets I slowly placed the shoe back on top of the toilet seat and lifted the other one and continued to clean it as same as the first one. Started with the same sequence, phase, strength and effort. After some time I have finished the cleaning, worshiping and degrading process under janitor ladies shoes.

[footpedall]

:think:hello i gust loved your story ; hear is my troue expereance i thout you woud like to now. i send in atatchment to you. the human footpedal robinhood:pbbbbblt:

[anuraab]

dear footpedall's

Thank you so much for the attachment but I can't open it. can you repost it .I have not yet finished my story. I'm still writing it and may have many new stuff to be continued with the story. so far I have completed real experiences of mine. then will be posting some fictions and interests of mine to make this as interesting as possible. like I said this is my first ever story.

I like the comments and respond from you and everyone. looking forward to here from you.

Thanks
Anuraab:devil:

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Footpedall:

Look at where he's from. English is not his primary language, and may be using a translator. I think that he did a great job.

Thanks for the story Anuraab:)

hhhmmm

[anuraab]

Dear hhhmmm,

Here in Sri Lanka we work in english and many do speak and write good english. since our country was under British rule for many years our lows and way of life adopted english for some extent. the private and many government organization do work in English. our native language is Singhalese. I don't have to use a translator to post a story. I'm fairly good in English. thanks for the comments and looking forward to write more on this story.

Regards
Anuraab:)

[footpedall]

Human Foot RestSea If this WORKS:think:

[anuraab]

Dear friend

still the thumb nail is not opening can You e-mail this to me to search4lady@gmail.com

regards
Aruna:blush:

[footpedall]

MY HUMAN FOOTREST.:think:

[anuraab]

<here is the fourth chapter> more to come soon.:2guns:

CHAPTER IV

Now I felt tired as well as exited. But the main target is yet to be performed. I took several minutes to imagine and to plan how I should do the Roshani’s shoes. This is the main task in my service tonight. Now my tongue hurts and burning from the hard throbbing against the janitors shoe soles. But then thought what ever happened I must do a better job with Roshani’s shoes.

I have not yet seen the shoes up close, they are still inside the paper bag where she has left. I was wondering how the condition of the shoes, how much grit accumulated in the soles by her walking, how they will taste in my tongue? Then all of sudden I reached towards the bag and gently widen the opening of the bag, then the shoes are visible for some extent. The feeling is out of this world. I felt a little chill all over my body and started to shiver a little from the excitement. The pre-cum is pouring like a river, I can feel the wetness under my buttocks. Then slowly showed my hand inside the bag and started to feel the shoe with my fingers. I took a moment for my self and pulled my hand back out and smelt it and started to lick the fingers rigorously without thinking. Wow! How much exited I was. Now the pain in my cock is intensifying and pounding to my belly like a bass drum stick. I can here the pounding noise, along with heart beat. Then looked straight at my chest I can actually see from outside on the chest skin, the vibration of my heart pounding inside. Now I can hardly stay still with breathing so hard the oxygen is not enough to calm my self. What an arousal this gave me, I sure could get an heart attach if she was present at this moment inside wearing these shoes. Mouth is watering and hard to control the flowing out of my mouth. Suddenly I leaned forward and placed my face inside the bag and took a deep breath to calm my self. Then stayed in this motion until I was relaxed and came to consciousness.

After a while I relaxed then regained concentration. Now the path is clear and my duties, obligations and the task was popped out in to action. My job is to do a tremendous work and devoted effort to tongue clean the shoe to glitter like a diamond. Again I showed my hand and gently got holed of the strap and retrieved the shoe like I was removing delicate sensitive object. The shoe is halfway out now I’m sweating hard and shivering a little. Without thinking, just like a reflex my left hand moved to the action and supported the shoe firmly and it came out. There they are!!!!. Gorgeous, these shoe are. The shoe was well worn. Like I said Roshani hardly changes shoes. She wore them for many days and never had a big selection when came to shoes. These shoes are black in color. Have thick ½” heel, 1½ “ by 2” dire meter wide and long, round from the back side and curved inward from the inside. These are flip-flop type hard shoes. The heel sole is hard plastic with tiny squire pattern where the pattern is little visible extensively been used. The back edge is worn off and formed little brushy surface. The arch is having little lump from the metal bar inside the sole to form the arch to curve which is to give the shoe it’s angle and design. the front sole is smooth where the weight was distributed and still the rough lines of the shoe sole design are faintly visible from here and there. The arch area is covered with dust and stains of mud. The heel is having grit inside the little squires of the sole design. mostly sand and dust mixed with mud. The sole is black and see little grit deposited along the faint visible stripes. Little resembles a zebra’s stripes. The edge is not solid since her weight had pressed the insole more towards the sole. When you hold the shoe from an angle parallel to your face you can see the foot print was created on the surface. The sole is pretty shining due to walking on carpeted floors inside the office. The janitors shoe’s were mostly worn outside and hardly have walked on the carpeted floor. The insole is having a fading color and the straps were attached to the shoe just like in flip-flops. The strap is 1”wide, thin, transparent maroon colored plastic one fixed to the shoe from the arch and moved from either side and joint from the front on to the side where the big toe and the second toe were located. The contact point of the toes to secure the strap is padded with a soft leather lining. These shoes are sure to hold the feet comfortably and securely. The shoe is about size 6. inside the strap are having a sweat stain mixed with grit. The smell is so sweet. Absolutely no stinking smell. How on earth this would be possible for pair of feet and shoes have such adoring sweet smell. It seems that she has a good sweat order. No one would believe this but it’s true. The shoe is covered with a sweet aroma.
Now I have the shoe on my hands and now to get the other one out. I wanted to put the shoe on top of my lap but, I can’t. sweat and pre-cum will ruin it’s state and I wanted to pay more respect and wanted it to be placed above me then I will be lover than this precious superiors foot ware. So I got a great idea and hung the shoe in my ear. Now a female shoe is hanging in my ear. I double checked weather the shoe is secured to the ear.
Then I reached and holed the other shoe and as before gently started to take it out. Now I can feel the ear hanging shoe is moving a little because it is quite heavy. Garbed the second shoe with both hands and respectfully observed it carefully. The shoe smelt the same worn-out the same as the first one. The grit deposited to the same amount in the shoe sole except for the toe of the shoe on the edge and top where a hard thick mud stain was collected and harden. This must have been collected from walking over some wet patch while on the way to work this morning. Since the patch is fresh and in the sole too can see some grin line of the same material. This made me go wild since I’ve been a shoe fetish, I really do like shoes with as much stains and grit stuck to them. In simple terms dirtier they are, I love them the most.
After admiring and observing the shoe for a while I made a check list inside my head how the intriguing and demanding orders of tongue cleaning and swallowing the nutritious, sweet, and deserving “femfood” which are disgusting dirt and grit, for my owner superior mistress Roshani are to be performed. I don’t know how or why but I felt her presence all around where I was and this feeling placed me more at a submissive downgraded low life under these superior female shoes. I holed the left shoe on the palm of my right hand and collected the right foot shoe with the left hand from my ear where it was placed. Now both the precious shoes of my superior are resting on my palms demanding to be worshiped respected and to be cleaned extensively by a human shoe slave using his tongue and mouth with what ever removed from the shoes are to be swallowed and consider them as the only sustainable nutrition for this pathetic lowlife slave.
I have decided to clean the left shoe first, it is the one needed a good cleaning and most of the dirt or grit was accumulated from the two. Then leaned little towards the toilet seat and placed the other one carefully and securely on top of the paper bag and readjusted my self back to where I was before. Now the shoe is resting on top of both my palms. I moved it close to my face and started to smell them. The aroma of her foot and the shoe was so sweet I thought I will never stop smelling them. No one actually believe me for saying this but for sure the best smell I have ever experienced. I actually thought they may have at least a faint odor from dirt and grit, I was wrong I actually thought that she must have walked on saddle wood and flower petals. I continued smelling all around turning it side to side. And started to kiss them gently while smelling. My mouth is watered not like previously while I holed the janitor shoe’s. now saliva actually dripping from either side of my mouth. I quickly took another piece of toilet paper and wiped the sides of my mouth and swallowed the collected spit inside my mouth. And dried the tongue a little since I wanted to taste more of the shoe and its substances inside my mouth. Now the kissing is getting hard and the lips were pressing hard on to the surface of the shoe. While kissing I have not lick clean my lips since it will ruin the dry sensation that I’m having with soft stain of dust removed from the shoe on to the lips. I actually felt the dust stain collected on my lips. Then I licked and cleaned the lips after kissing the shoe for many times. Now I can actually feel the aroma on my lips and the taste inside my mouth. Even the dirt she stepped on is flavored with her aroma. Now I can’t hold on any more. I extended my tongue out as far as I can and placed the shoe sole right on with tongue contact’s the middle of her precious shoe sole. I waited so much for this and the feeling was never to described with words ever. Now the organs are functioning like a machine inside me. Cock is pounding harder and pressuring inside the satraps making me feel like it will burst any second. The pain is excruciating. Balls are popped out like mushrooms. The taste and the smell of her shoe and sole made it disappear. Now I slowly started to move the soles on the tongue while applying more pressure like if Roshani would have wiping her shoe soles clean. Then I have stopped this worshiping and came realize that I have skipped the sequence and started at a different level. Now I’m breathing hard and tried hard to get a grip on my self to calm down. Literally it helped and I was calming down the rate of heart beating is slowing and again started worshiping and licking with the heel in a very passionate way. the sole of her heels are rough because it was made using hard plastic with a little squire design all over. Started licking the sole of the hell which is flat and bulky. The grit is hard buried in-between the rough squire print. When my tongue throbbing against the heel surface it started hurt a lot. My eagerness and devotion made overcome the pain. Tongue is scratching severally against the rough surface and I can feel bits of tentacles on my tongue are chipping away. But I continued to apply force with each stroke. Now the complete heel is wet with my saliva and bits and pieces of grit are dissolving and mixing with my spit on to the tongue and continued taste and swallow rapidly while licking. The edges are sharp in these heels not like the previous pair which was soft and rubbery. Now the tongue is moving against each and every little squire scooping the material she has accumulated while walking. This great taste is overwhelming and making me lick and swallow more of this precious shoe grit. I continued this motion of licking and sucking of the heel until the last bit of dirt is removed from the shoe heel in to my hungry mouth. Now the plastic heel on the bottom is clear as it was brand new. Then the sides of heel which is with a scraped plastic thread like tings made from weight and dragging while wearing them were like bristles from a tiny tooth brush are formed on to the back of the heel these are mostly black but with loads of grit stuck on and in-between them. I carefully placed the lips around them and started to suck them hard and felt bits of these plastic particles removed with many masteries in to my mouth since I never stopped until they all where sucked inside. Then released and started to munch on these little plastic pieces before swallowing them. Still felt like work was not completed to satisfaction, even though the bristles are cleaned. Felt something is missing here and started to chew and break these pieces from the warn off heel. Using my teeth I scraped the edge like shaving until all the unwanted plastic pieces were removed and now the heel is in perfect shape. The edge is smooth. Now the heel surface which is composites with splattered stains of little dots of mud stain accumulated by walking in these shoes, on a wet open area. I licked them clean with ease since the stains are not hard stuck to the smooth surface of the heel. The heel is cleaned from three sides either sides and from the back. The surface from the inside the shoe sole were not straight or flat and it is little bit curved towards the inside. The curve has accumulated thick layer of sand dead grass and many more. I holed the shoe in an angle so I can move my tongue more inside the gap between the arch and the heel. I rigorously started to lick in-between the area and started to break the thick layer of dirt mix piece by piece. The pieces dissolved instantly in to mud and dust inside the mouth and I swallowed them hard. This is so good the smell of her shoe is making my appetite stronger. This is heaven a man is licking the lowest part of a woman. The stain disappeared after several good hard licks. I started sucking in-between gap and removed or sucked cleaned the smallest amount of grit deposited there. The heel is ok now. This heel took more time and effort than earlier shoe’s. then the arch of the heel where dusty and stained with mud. Not hard solid layer but gave good lick to remove the faintest stain from there.
Then the sole of the shoe which is dry now from previous licking which the dirt had spread from tiny lines across the surface of the soles. I started to give harder lick and each time grinding the tongue with the sand and mud which were accumulated to the sides of the sole are giving a real shoe taste to my mouth. With this I wanted to have more and licked the soles like Ice Cream. Then in-between the little faint lines to get the dirt off. I swallowed a lot intentionally with great joy. Now the tongue is sore and hard to keep it inside from stretching it for so long. Sweat is pouring from my head and fore head. I grabbed the toilet paper and I wiped over my face. Then inspected the bottom of the shoe and there is nothing more to do it’s clean as whistle. Now the edges of the shoe. And the hard fresh mud stain, I showed the to of the shoe inside my mouth and gently with the tongue brushed on the thick mud stain and it started to break off little by little. I continued this procedure till the whole lot is off the surface of the shoe. Then sucked the toe hard until all were removed and swallowed in. then the edge of the shoe with a discoloration from dirt and dust. The shoes are well warn by this marvelous woman. And she had used these to the extremes of walking. One can guess the power of the shoe with standing such a destruction from the owner. I virtually sucked all across the shoe edges and licked them severely until they shined like new. Then moved to the insole and began licking gently at first all over the surface and then thoroughly removing what ever was stuck on the surface and for some reason these shoes had no strong salty or sour taste. Practically they are sweet and I have never tasted anything like these. I continued to lick and came across the straps and they are perfectly and firmly attached to the base of the shoes. The place where the straps did connected few stains were visible and I cleaned them both to perfection. Then came the front of the shoe with the holding strap where the base which is to hold the shoe in place with feet is cushioned with soft leather cover. The cover tasted more of her foot sweat which was absorbed from her feet toes and gap. I licked firmly around the area and cleaned the whole surface of the instep of the shoe. Now it is glittering and I can see my face reflecting from them. The straps are hard thick plastic. It is transparent with a maroon color. I started to lick the strap from inside and it tasted her sweat like in the soft cushion which was wrapped around in the front holding strap. There was a lot of sweat deposited and harden inside the strap and I licked so much until none was tasted. With the same motion I continued to lick right towards the front and finished the job and it took me a lot of time. Since all the excitement kept me from looking at the time. I have couple of hours more and this is enough to go through with the next shoe. I carefully inspected the shoe holding it to the light and noticed a spot with a stain and started to lick hard on it. It is situated in middle of her heel. After a struggle I removed it and again stretched out the tongue and started to wipe the shoe sloe heel to toe rigorously tasting shoe sole with joy. Then sucked all the excess saliva left on the whole shoe. And placed it on the bag next to the other shoe and got hold of the other. And did the same with it and spend even more time. Now the time is running out and all the shoes were worshiped, licked, cleaned, and swallowed the materiel which the superior woman has trampled under there precious shoes.

Now the shoes are in perfect condition shining bright like new. I’m in heaven satisfied and I have to pay some more respect to them I grabbed all the shoes to my left hand with the straps and placed them over my face and started to blow my self. I stroked my manhood hard with the straps still tied on. It didn’t took long I was in pain and joy together and had the best climax ever. The load shot out like a bullet bursting out of a chamber from a gun. The cum was all over and I was completely exhausted now. My face smelt like a shoe and mouth is filled with female feet and shoe flavors. I rested for few minutes and released the knot in my cock strap and as soon as I released it I felt a current passing through my cock. Blood rushed in so hard and it turned purple to bright red instantly. I really wanted to do a shoe job but thought otherwise. Rested while holding the fragrant female shoes on my face and head I gave a desperate last minute lick to them for that whole time. This was great.

I started to get up and now my legs are feeling numb from trapped in the same position for many hours. I grabbed my small towel and wiped the remaining saliva from those precious female shoe jewels. only then I recognized that how better job I have done since the towel is white and there is no stain or anything transferred to the surface of it. Gradually I started to get up and placed the shoes once again on top of the toilet seat and dressed my self after cleaning the load of cum from my body and the floor. Then I collected the paper bag and noticed that there are sand inside the bag which I can here them move inside. Without waiting a moment I dropped the sand to the palm of my left hand and there were quite a lot and they are from the shoes of Roshani. I swallowed the whole thing in an instant and again worshiped by kissing each shoe respecting and thanking inside my thoughts with kneeling down in front of them. Then I placed the shoes inside the bag and picked the other pair and went out. Placed the janitors shoes at its original place and re worshiped by kissing them while on ground like if the janitor is wearing them. Then closed the door and went to the filing cabinet and placed the shoes in the place where Roshani left them then worshiped the shoes while inside the bag as Roshani is wanting me to pay respect to her shoes. Then placed the cloths and other stuff back where they belonged and closed the cabinet. Rechecked the locks to make sure it’s secured.

It was the day I felt like some of my dreams came true and the most valuable and memorable day of my life. I went to the gents restroom and wanted to wash my face. And sow the face it’s dark now from the shoes rubbing against my face. I extended out the tongue and wow it is completely dark from the shoe soles and there dirt. I still can feel the sand crushing against the teeth. I didn’t wash my face I wanted to feel the smell and taste the whole day till tomorrow. So I went back with joy and satisfaction to the department and continued the rest of the day with my work.

[blakleyjoey]

Great story. Please continue my friend. I want to see the look on the janitors face when she wears those clean shoes and the look on Mrs. Roshani's face when she sees her shoes so clean.. will she notice? hmm...

[toejam]

now this is a story i wish would come true for me

[anuraab]

dear all,
i'm glad to here that U all are interested eagerly waiting for the continuation and I'm still working on that next part and soon will be posting. for all to know that I have posted the story at Abel's website.

Loved the comments and hoping to here more, it'll keep my spirits up and I may write the story better and quick. pls. send your coments to me.
regards
Anuraab

[anuraab]

<<this may feel not much exiting since i have to express real feelings of Foot Fetish I have to approach with real life experiences and natural feeling that touched me over the years and during such incidents. and keep in mind this is not the end yet. one can get to know how we really feel when it comes to Foot Fetish>>
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CHAPTER V

Now the time is around 7.30am and I’m covered with superior female shoe and feet aroma. A slave should always make sure to smell like his owners feet and foot ware. So I’m hard at my joint now with the smell and taste of Roshani’s shoes. Roshani normally come to work around 8.30am and now the day shift has started and I’m preparing to go home. Suddenly I went to the restroom and started to jerk my self for the one last time. And it didn’t take that long to blow my self free. The feeling is overwhelming. As the day shift operators arrived at my office I have signed off and headed home. On the way I slept in the bus and dreamed about my contact with Roshai’s shoes. When almost at the end of my journey I woke up and came to know that I’m hard on again had a Sevier hard on under my pants and it is visible to anyone. I kept my bag in front to cover and went home. Without saying a single word to anyone at home I went inside my room and laid on my bed and thought about what has happened and by enjoying the memories and tasting the shoe and feet taste inside my mouth I slept the full day. In the evening the taste of Roshani’s shoe has gone and I washed my self and got along with normal day to day work.

Next morning got up early and prepared to go to work and had my breakfast. When I ate the first bite I flew to the sealing and came down. Our countries foods are really spicy and we are used to the spicy stuff. The tongue was scraped and had many cuts from hard throbbing against the shoe soles, it’s hurting like hell, my eyes are soaked with tiers that ran through my face like I was crying in my early days. I drank a lot of water to recover. After that I was proud and honored, not disappointed at all. After the recovery I went back to work. Did arrived at my workplace around 7.30am. and got on with my work as normal. Time went pass flying and all of sudden Roshani came inside wearing the Shoes that I have worshipped the previous day. I was in heaven as I mentioned early I loved to see a female wears the shoes just after I have worshiped and tongue cleaned them. She must have never guessed what has happened to the shoes since they glitter and shone like marbles. The feeling inside my heart is tremendous. I have no words to express this. She came towards me with evil smile, like I said she is not a kind person she likes to have pleasure by hurting us at our department this was the main reason I was sooooo much! devoted to serve her as my queen, the sole owner of my pathetic life. While she was walking she did have this unique walking stile. It is feminine and not the cat walk. The shoe is creaking with each step and the heel of her feet slapping hard against the insole of her shoe on the surface making a loud sound which will stop the heart of any footfetish male submissive. She came closer and she stopped about a feet from where I was. She had a file in her hand and she started to transfer her weight towards her right and leaned on to the chair next to me. I couldn’t really control my eyes I was frozen and set my eyes at her feet. Inside my head there is this aching feeling to just kneel before her and to kiss her foot. But I was totally motionless. Straightaway one full blow to the head with the hard cardboard file which she carried and asked what are you looking at. Then with a instant panic and pain in the head I looked at her face with so much fear and like a dear chassed by a leopard. She is still having the dominant look towards me and the evil smile. she never had any second thoughts and concerns about the pain that she applied just then. Without any words I looked at her like a statue still rubbing the head where it’s still stinging. Fortunately there was no one inside the department at this time they have gone to lunch. I haven’t seen her this aggressive in my life. While I was stunned she gave another fist full to the back and I suddenly asked her with confusion why are you hitting me like that. Now her left feet is half way out of the shoe and she is pressing the heel with her toes and making the shoe to lift from the front and swinging it like a pro. Still she looked at me like a predator about to launch an attack. She then opened her vice and said without bluffing that she had a boring day and wanted to have some boost so she came to hit me and to hurt me. So she can enjoy and get rid off the boring feeling. Then she holed the neck tie and started to pull and I obstructed her by grabbing her hand and avoiding the attempt. She then with a savage voice demanded to let her hand go and she continued pull the tie hard like she is pulling dogs neck strap. After seconds she dropped the file in her other hand and started to pinch and to scratch the my hand which is now holding hard on Roshani’s hand which was pulling the tie. Suddenly with the unbearable pain from her pinching and scratching, I did let go of her hand immediately to make her stop. nevertheless that I surrendered to her demand she didn’t let go of my hand and tie. She continued to pull and peel the skin from my hand. she holed me with a firm grip for several seconds and the pain is unbearable I panicked then she released my hand and tie from her grip and started to yell at me saying when she is doing such things you should never ever touch her body physically and then gave another fist full to the chest and gave that evil smile and ordered me to pick-up the file which she dropped while during the struggle as if I had dropped it purposely from her hand. I have my feelings high and the pain is intensifying on my hand, despite everything I obliged to her orders and quickly picked everything up while bending down and setting my eyes at her precious beautiful feet and shoes. Then neatly re arranged the file and gave it to her with my head down in a submissive way. she just took them from me and left without saying or even looking at me like I was not there. After she left I looked at my hand and pieces of skin are peeled and pulled out of my hand. blood was accumulating in few wounds. I just applied some spit on it and wiped it with a pies of paper. And continued to work while thinking and getting aroused by the incident.

The following day I was coming for the night shift and saw Roshani seated at her table finishing up her days work and preparing to go home. I stopped at her table and greeted her politely then she greeted me back and I went inside my department in order to take over the shifts. After few minutes I went in to the restroom to wash my face and to have a leak. After I finished inside the toilet then came back out, there she was the janitor lady with her supervisor in the corridor talking with each other. The janitor lady is wearing her casual dress a black skirt and a dark gray printed blows, while the supervisor still in her uniform, discussing about some work matter. The supervisor is a young lady, may be in her early 20’s with faire skin slim, very well shaped body. And a pair of feet that one can die looking at them. The toes are not painted and her feet literally looked like roses. So pink and beautiful. I was shocked and my head started to spin like tornado dam she is wearing the shoes that I have licked and worshipped during my last night shift. I thought that they belonged to the janitor lady who was much older and not that attractive. The janitor actually wore different type of shoes which were in bad shape. It is impossible to think that the supervisors usually leave there belongings inside lockers located at the basement at there quarters. This place is allocated only for supervisors. The janitors have a separate closet allocated at each floor and they keep all the cleaning items including there uniforms plus there personal items inside them. Inside the closet they have installed a small cupboard with a lock to keep the items safe. The only personal items left outside are the shoes and flip-flops that they used for work and to ware outside when they leave home after work and also the cleaning equipments.
It is unusual for the Supervisor lady to keep her shoes inside the janitors closet. I have never observed such incident till now, for so many years since I have started work in this organization during night shifts I have searched and worshipped female shoes most of the time and for the first time that I have came across such event. That previous night I didn’t found any other pair of shoes inside the closet. So it definitely should be belonging to the janitor otherwise she should have left the working shoes inside the closet. I’m confused, also thrilled to see the shoes hugging this brilliant goddess like woman’s feet. I know that her feet is covered by my own saliva. I have worshipped, tongue cleaned, kissed, tasted and ate the “femfood” from the shoes of this beautiful dream goddess. Her face is so sweet and she is much, much attractive and beautiful than my owner Roshani. No doubt that anyone could instantly will fall in love with this young beauty queen. While I was thinking about what has happened and what I have done, how has all this have happened, meanwhile the two ladies went back to the pantry to catch the service elevator to go to the basement.
I went back inside my department and while wondering what went wrong and how I have missed the extra pair of janitors work shoes, how those were there instead of working shoes, or where was the janitors shoes were left. This is confusing now my head is restless thoughts are piling up and head is turning wiled with confusion. I closed my eyes and concentrated hard by trying to leave the incident aside so I can continue the work faster and to finish early as possible. The time passed and I have completed the work ASAP. Now the time is 9.45pm and everything went normally. During this time normally the security personnel doe’s the final checking’s in each floor they come to our floor and finish off by taking the night officers names and checking the entire floor weather the doors’ are closed and all the fire alarms are operational. This will take few minutes to complete. after around 10.10pm that night the security officer came and took my name as the night operator and started the routine check of the floor. After about 15min. or so the security person went out while switching off the lights except at our departments. I waited for another few minutes with restless and greater anticipation. It felt like ages.
After some time waiting restlessly I changed in to some casual cloths, a t-shirt and pair of shorts. I normally don’t change but after spending the most voluble night of my life I have decided to change cloths to make my self comfortable. Opened the drawer and took out the keys to Roshani’s filing cabinets and walked out of the department. Looked around the corridor and adjoining departments then went in to the pantry where the service elevator is located and saw that the elevator is switched off and now I’m totally alone inside the floor. It gave me so much joy and shivering chill with the excitement. Quickly went towards Roshani’s filing cabinets and without wasting a single second I opened the last drawer of her cabinet all the way out. Then started to feel the back of her drawer with the hand and found some cloths and bag full of makeup stuff. Now I’m frustrated there are nothing else inside, I couldn’t find anything. I searched and searched all the drawers, under the table and even among file folders and found nothing. I was so disappointed and sweating a lot from the effort I have put through to the search. My hopes are shattered and broken to pieces. I can hardly bare the feelings been destroyed. Then I realized how much addicted I’m to her feet and mostly the shoes. I never got frustrated over any single pairs of woman shoes before. Then felt like I can’t live without them like a person deeply in love with another is breaking up. I just had one night with those precious shoes but felt like I was born with them cuddling to my heart as part of my life. I crawled under Roshani’s table and seated with knees folded to the chin. I stayed there for an hour or so. I virtually cried inside my self. I can feel her by her scent. This made me break some more. Imagine the power and superiority of this woman. After a while I came out of the table and wondered around the surrounding area searching for any other shoes and came across few which I have worshiped and licked previously.
I normally do a marking in each pair of shoes that I worship during my nightshifts. These shoes are belonging to women who always keeps a extra pair of shoes at work under there table. After worshipped and tongue cleaned them I paste a tiny pies of tissue on to the shoe sole. This was done because they hardly use them for walking. If they have warn the piece of tissue will be removed or they may have turned black or brown with walking, then I can worship them and tongue clean again. Or else there is nothing to do with them and they are free of any grit or dirt since I usually clean shoes to perfection. If they are not used and free of dirt which will not arousing my feeling that much. There were only three pairs of shoes I came across and they are 4” high heeled black sandals with back straps, 2” low heeled slip-on’s and pare of old clogs with thin pointy 5” metal heels. These are few weeks old and all three of them were not been warned by the owner ladies. The smell was gone and it didn’t taste good due to lack of use. I was so desperate and disappointed. Immediately went to the closet and opened it. And with my mobile phone I started to search inside the closet and found nothing. The cupboard was also locked I was confused now there is nothing to worship and to make love to. I went back and collected the three pairs of shoes and headed inside the ladies toilet and using the shoes I licked each with care and honor and quickly jerked my self and emptied the load.
This happened quickly and finished everything left al the shoes accordingly with fresh markings and went back to my department and continued the work till the morning pondering and imagining how would Roshani and her shoes would dominate me if I was her slave and property.
After that night I worshiped the shoes of other three dominant woman’s shoes which changed and used time to time. And never again had a chance to be under Roshani’s shoes and to worship the supervisor’s shoes from that day on. The janitor didn’t left any of her shoes either. I have depended and relived my desires with the shoe’s of those three vixens time to time.

[insoleforfem]

Oh my God this is a fantastic story it made me came twice time while reading it.
Thank you so much for this work please go on i love it.

insoleforwomen@wanadoo.fr

[blakleyjoey]

This is amazing, please continue. I want to see the look on the janitors face when she sees her shoes are so clean.. she will notice, she's a cleaning lady after all!.
As for Roshani, she will probably not notice her shoes but you will continue to take abuse from her at all levels..lol keep up the great work!

[anuraab]

CHAPTER VI



The time turned to days and days turned to week and so on. Now it has passed almost 2 years. And still my life continued with hopes of getting holed of Roshani's precious shoes once more do the things with them and pay respect to her. Nevertheless she did how ever enjoyed now and then by dominating with her aggressive moods and enjoying every minute by hitting or pinching us at the office. For this period of time I have dreamed of her being my owner and how she would have used me as her slave. The only source of satisfaction and physical contact with female feet through the shoes were with extra shoes left at office. I have worshipped them many a times and cleaned and got to know them quite closely and strongly. These women never had a clue what is going on with there shoes and how they maintained the brand new looks.



While time passed by Roshani began a constructing a hose of her own. Time did flew passed so quickly. Roshani is in her mid 30's and she never had a boy friend. This fact made grew curiosity among many peoples minds. Many thought that her aggressiveness prevented from her been marring, some doubted she is a lesbian. But this is natural to many people from these parts of the world. Our friendship did grew as time passed by. I made sure to be so careful about our relationship if something goes wrong she will never ever will be my friend, and I never wanted that to happened. Our friendship didn't holed her been aggressive, more I got close to her more things did she do. This woman is strong and willing to do anything to satisfy her likings. But being a friend I have or she never let anyone touch her. This is strange and she never went out to lunch with us neither did she ever ate or drank from the same plate or glass with us. This was strange attitude. But I liked it a lot. But she did do everything with other female friends.



After few months passed and suddenly she broke a bad new to me which she will be transferring to another branch located at Gampaha. My heart stopped and sank in the sea. Actually tiers flooded my eyes and I was red and motionless. She new I was upset after hearing the news. But she wanted to go since it was her home town and she is constructing her new house at this place. Many at our department disliked her because she is working clean and straight. She had problems with the supervisors and managers. But she had a strong feeling about her decision. She is to go what or who ever tried convince her to stay. My whole world is breaking apart. I had no choice but to hide all my grievances and to face the reality. After few weeks she left our department for good. I gave her a gold pendent and thanked her for everything and said good bye being disappointed at my self. She then said good bye and left the building for the last time.



We kept contacting now and then and discussed about how our life was moving on. And she visited us couple of times, and one time I took some pictures of her shoes and feet secretly with my mobile. Time passed and several years have passed now. Our new secretary is beautiful but I never felt the same towards her. Her feet and legs are fine but my feeling never triggered for her. So my life went on for these years without real joy but every minute and second I did thought of my dream goddess Roshani. Then my family came up with proposal in marriage. I disagreed and they forcefully convinced me to get marry. Then after few months I got married to her. Our marriage did lasted only for a year or so. I got the chance to meet Roshani in person at a wedding. The bride is working at our organization and she is the best friend of Roshani's. I went to the wedding from my work place with several people at office.

Roshani wore a very well designed quite expensive saree with brilliant workings, and it is very rare to see her with make-up and wearing a saree. She had her nails polished, obviously had done a facial since she actually glowed in her face. Light shining lipstick and a brilliant hair do. She is out of this world. With the decoration in her dress which fell to the floor it is hard to see her feet and shoes. I did sat in the same table as she and she sat next to me after awhile and crossed her legs to make her self confirmable. Now I can see her shoes and feet clearly. She is wearing silver color open toed high heel sandals and they are quite new hardly anything at the shoe soles. She is swinging her leg and wiggling it while talking with us. Then she started to stretch and relax her feet so I can see the toes clearly. She has painted all her nails with light silver and purple mixed nail polish and they shown like jade stones. My thoughts and feeling aroused and I was flying inside my head. Her heel had a pointy sharp heel which is about 4" tall and beautifully round back with the silver glittering single strap secured to the ankle. Usually she is wearing low heels, but she is wearing high heels too. After she have been to the branch she must have changed her appearance and the way she dressed. The shoe she wore is a good quality expensive one. I can see and sense quality pretty well. I have many experiences with the quality and all about female shoes. Virtually I'm a shoe master now with so much close contacts and interactions.

Then the most remarkable thing has happened, suddenly a well known face with a fibulas dress and shoes just sat next to Roshani. It was the cleaning Supervisor she wore a Kandian dress with gold jewelry and matching makeup. She is gorgeous and definitely looks like an angle. The dress is off white and has gold embroidery all over. Her cloths are perfectly matched and her shoes were white colored wedge sandals with gold designs which is shining and glittering like stars in the clear night sky. Roshani was so exited after seeing her and stopped talking with me and turned to her and started to greet her and to hug her. After that she did completely ignored me, I waited for so long but she never drew her attention towards me. Now I'm a complete stranger at there presence. Those two were good friends, so that's the reason that day she left her shoes inside the janitor's closet. She must have gone to the wedding along with Roshani. Now only I got the answers to my questions how on earth that she left her stuff at the closet. So they are friends and my enthusiasm and interest doubled with joy. So they continued to talk and after while the Supervisor walked away to meet some other guests that she new. Roshani turned to me and started talking again. She asked about my life and said that she heard about my marriage and how are things with my new life. I have noticed that she had this disappointed and sad face while talked about my marriage. I didn't realize it but felt the change of moods immediately. I didn't gave much thought in to that matter then. I actually lied to her saying that I'm doing ok with the marriage and stuff but she should have picked that something is not right with me. We talked some more and the wedding came to it's end. We said our good byes and got her new contact along with her e-mail address.

Few days had passed and I gave Roshani a call to her office. She picked the phone up and talked a little then she got to hang-up since she was busy. I sent her mails and we got a good e-mail conversation method. Actually we never talked about anything fancy just neutral stuff. After passing a moth or so suddenly her father had expired and I was not been able to attend the funeral though. I was so disappointed and later some time passed I have sent her a sympathy card apologizing and explaining why I was not been able to attend the funeral. She was shaken form the sudden demise of her father. I was so guilty about not attending her at the funeral and called her up and set a date to visit her for the Almsgiving ceremony.

When three months had passed from the death, normally there is custom to give the almsgiving to Buddhist monks in blessing of good re-birth to the dead. So I have taken a day off and early in the morning went to Roshani's house. There were many people there to attend the ceremony and I saw Roshani dressed in white frock inside the house. As soon as she saw me she came out side and greeted me then thanked me for Attending the ceremony. I sat outside where they have arranged the seating's for the guest's. she too sat next to me and talked about her father. Today is the first time I saw her wearing a very casual dress. She wore no makeup or any jewelry. She wore a pair of nice white Flip-flops matching her dress which are quite dirty. The flips did dragged me right under her feet as soon as I saw them. I was sooo! Restless now. It was a real panic situation. The flips did highlighted her remarkably well. If I was her foot slave then I would have definitely be cleaning them with devotion right then and there. But it wasn't the real scenario so I kept my feeling under tremendous pressure. So we talked about her father and the incident how he had died and what kind of bond that she had with her father. While talking she did cried a little. She was in real grief from the demise of her beloved father. Then only I got to know her father was the only loving family member she had. Now the house that she was building is almost over and her father was the person looked after the construction. She had a elder brother and a sister which both of them were married. She did had a grudge with her brother and sister along with her mother over the property. She did considered that her father was the only family she had. She didn't talked or had any sort of contacts with them due to the dispute. She also said that she is waiting to finish her construction of the new house and move there for good. I just stayed speechless listening to what she was telling. She made me promise that I won't tell anyone about what she just tolled me, since she had not said anything to her best friend as of yet. I'm the only sole that knew the real family background of her life. After a while she went inside to help and to attend the ceremony.

That afternoon after the ceremony when most of the guest were gone she asked me to stay for while and I agreed with joy. I helped her with work and went to see her newly constructing house. It was a huge house like a mansion. Three stories with 6 bedrooms. The land is almost half a football field and bordered with a tall stone wall. The wall itself was build by her father which is 12 or 15 feet tall. Had two entrances from the front and the back. The garden is huge and still littered with construction materials. The house and the garden was not visible from outside since it was build like a fortress. Surrounding bare lands were owned by Roshani since her father in his will left most of the wealth to her. This was the reason why, the dispute she is having with her other family members. We went inside the house where there was no doors or windows still being fixed. Only the frames were there. The floor was tiled in white. She insisted me to remove and leave my shoes outside and she entered the house with her flip-flops on. This was odd and I enjoyed every minute of that. She was natural. Then I asked how on earth are U going to maintain such a house single handedly? She just smiled and said with confidence that she could and she won't live alone. This gave me the creeps since she must be hoping to get marry and I was jealous and broken with her words. She just showed me the house and it was very well designed house. It had a separate toilet for the servants and no room. I asked her about this and she just smiled and said they can sleep in the kitchen floor. then submissive thoughts did rushed in to my mind. And it is hard to concentrate but with a great effort I managed to steer them to a delicate path. We almost finished seeing her new house and sat outside on some pile of timber. She sat on the top and offered me to sit along side but I just found a good lower pile purposely and sat on it. I was seated much lover than Roshani like a slave should be. And she never gave any concern about this. She then talked about her plan how to set up the garden and what colors that she'll use to paint her house with and so on. I just added few ideas supporting her. While seated there she started to grind and to wiggle her flip-flops this made the dry ground to move a little and accumulated loads of grit on to the flip sole. Now the sole are virtually black from that. When she wiggled I could see her soles so close just two feet from my face. My mouth got wet and the bulge is building inside the pants. It was fully grown and the pants were tightened and did started to feel little uncomfortable. She never drew any attention to what she was doing and continued to play with her flips. I was in hell and heaven at the same time. Some times felt like she is aiming to whack my face with them. I holed my feeling so tight but was unable to stop the pre-cum from dripping inside to form a wet spot. I brought my legs together in order to cover the spot. My eyes were rested frozen at her feet and the flips. Suddenly without warning she just gave very gentle kick with her flip to the chin to draw my attention and asked where the hell are you. I just lost my voice with the unexpected scene and my crouch started to jump inside from the sudden foot touch. It's like a dream come true. She then started to laugh out loud and said that there is a dirt mark from her flips soles transferred to the chin and asked to wipe it off. I just did wiped it off and looked at her eyes. She is enjoying it so much and never had a second thought about what has happened. She is natural and she is in to this. But she is not aware of her fetish I thought to my self. After a while she started to purposely touch her flip flop toe against my hand and talked. I never moved my position since this is heaven on earth to me. While doing this she asked me some questions.

Why you are looking so sad and not exited about your marriage life?. Then I explained to her I got married to make my parents happy and I never wanted to get married and so on. Then she asked what really do you want to do without getting married? Then I asked her that you are now in your mid thirties and why are you not getting married?. After asking that she got so furious and shouted at me to never raise that question ever again. That happened suddenly and she was on fire with anger. She then kicked me in the hand quite hard and drew her hand so hard to hit me. I just suddenly moved back and tried to block the hand from hitting me, but she didn't swing her hand to hit me. She is not her self now, She was pretty angry and burning like a flame. Her face is dark and red. I just looked at her without saying a single word. Her teeth did grinned against each jaw I did heard them grind from where I was seated. With this despite the fear and humiliation I had the most thrilling sensation ever. She just looked at me like a pies of shit. I can see her shiver from the uneasiness. After few seconds I raised the voice and asked are you ok. She just didn't tell me anything and I asked what are you thinking and I'm sorry I didn't knew that you hated that kind of questions. She just stood there with a fears look. I asked what do you want me to do to get over it? She then opened her voice with rage and tolled me that she can slap me hard on my face and make me suffer. I asked why? Then she said nothing for a moment and said it will help her to calm down. And I asked were you always like this? Then she just said something and slammed her palm right across my face and I fell down from where I was on to the ground. My face is burning and stinging so bad the pain is so intense and tiers started to flow like a water fall. I laid down for a moment and got up momentarily holding my face where she just waked. Her hand felt like a rock and boy she is strong. I got up to my feet and rubbed my face violently to relive the pain but my face is gotten hot like stove. She just looked at me and said nothing. I was confused. I just didn't looked at her just turned my face to a side and wondered what has happened. Inside my ear I can feel humming sound from the impact. Boy she does have a tremendous strength when it came to slapping a man in the face. She spoke and got up and came towards me and she stood close and looked at me still with the grin on her face. She is not concerned or felt sorry for what she had done. I started to speak while holding my cheek and asked what? are you crazy? Suddenly with her left another direct hit just threw me few feet on air and on to the ground. She followed and stood towering before me and smiled wickedly. Now I can hardly feel my face it's red no doubt and prints of her all 10 fingers are imprinted on to my face. My agony is so much, face is burning like a fire. The feeling did went away now the humiliation and fear and anger got over me. Then suddenly came a thought, what the hell I'm doing, I have waited, done everything and virtually died inside my dreams to earn something like this and now why am I trying to runaway. And while pondering she went back and sat on the pile as she was before. I calmed my self and still with the pain I went to her and apologized very submissively and sat back where I was seated before.

She then came to her senses. I was happy inside but never showed her that, I was confused about how to break to her about my feelings and to tell her that about my fetish. She actually observed it. She spoke to me in a neutral tone and never asked or mentioned about the things just happened or if I was hurt. Just sat there and talked about her next plans. And suddenly raised the question again about why I was so unhappy. I bluffed and couldn't tell her, don't have the balls to tell. Even though I knew she wont mid and will understand it but couldn't tell her I don't have the ability to put it into words. Her patients was over and started to scream at me saying weather you tell me or just leave. I was nervous and confused and said I will tell you the truth and asked her to promise me you won't laugh or just end our friendship. She didn't promise or anything just said ok we'll see, then to continue without wasting her time. I felt a curiosity was building in her mind. Her eyes were broaden and face lit up with excitement.

I waited for several minutes more and started to talk, started with the topic of how our sexuality is diversified among each individual. Some are straight and some are not, every person has a unique fantasy in there lives. Given some examples like Gay's, Lesbian's and Bisexual's. so like that there are other's who have this strange feelings worse than ones mentioned. They are called fetishes. I explained how I got to know all this and explained my feelings. And what are the known Fetishes of people around the world. While I explained them one by one as I knew how her reaction was noticeably changed. I tolled her all about the fetishes one by one as I knew them. She interrupted and asked me are you one of them? Then I nodded my head in approval. Her face turned ugly and shown a disgusted impression. She was so disgusted she even moved away a bit from where I was. Then asked to continue. So I did. After explaining everything that I knew the way I could she stayed silent for while. Then asked what are you? And what category that you fall under among what I have explained. Then I explained my interest and the stuff I like to do and to be. She was so frustrated after my confession. Then she gave the look that I will never forget and will haunt me for the rest of my life. She showed no interest what so ever. I got scared and began to stay silent. She started to scold me so bad and virtually shouted at me in disgust. She must have thought that I'm the filthiest person on the face of this world. She suddenly asked me what you think of me? Then I said to her that I would become her slave what ever the cost. She jumped to her feet and gave another even harder blow right to the middle of my face. It felt like chunk of my face was removed from the beating. This time she didn't hit me with the open palm but she had folded her hand and hit me with the fist. Now the pain is not only from the skin but it ran through my skull bones like a lightning. I fell down on the ground with such pain I thought I might pass out. She came close to me and stood close and kicked me in the side of the ribcage once and asked me to leave her land quickly and never to talk or to call her again. She was so disgusted of me. I cried while I stood up and said sorry to her for making her feel that way and turned my self to leave her. Suddenly something soft but hard hit me in the back of my head I turned and saw she was looking at me with evil look on her face. I have never seen her or any woman with such a look on ones face. I looked at the ground and sow her flip-flop on the ground turned upside down. I bent down and about to pick it up but she demanded not to touch or try to pick it up just wanted me to leave her sight ASAP. I left her house and at the massive gate I looked at her with sorry, and disappointed sad face one last time. She looked to the other side and ignored me completely. I went home and wept like a child for hours inside the bathroom. After few hours I've decided to let everything aside and to go on with my life. For some reason I knew that she won't tell anyone about what has happened and she will move on with her life. That was the closest I got to her so far. Thought all were gone and done for. Felt a great loneliness in my pathetic life.
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[carpetknight]

I truely hope you're not finished brother.
Thank you for sharing this with us
Regards

[anuraab]

Dear carpetknight and others,

Don't worry this is not the end yet. there will be more chapters to come and I'm still working on that. appreciate your interest and opinion. like to here your comments and things that you would like to see in a story. please do send a feed back. this will help me to write the rest with more facts and interesting suff that you like.

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[mashbob]

Thank u for the good story.
I will transalte it into Bulgarian language if u don't mind.

[anuraab]

Dear mashbob,

i really don't mind the translation. the story is for everyone. I was glad to here that U liked the story. I will be posting more chapters soon. I 'm still working on the next chapter and post it soon.

thanks
Anuraab:matey:

[anuraab]

Hey everyone here is the Chapter VII

CHAPTER VII

After my Incident at Roshani’s place my life turned upside down and turned towards a new direction. My whole life was dragged deep beneath in to the hell. Every night and day I kept on dreaming me being crushed by Roshani. I never masturbated since the breakup. Now the time has passed and almost an year had completed. I continued to worship female footwear in a extreme manner. I had no selection like previously. I became a shoe fetish in the worst possible way as one could. Started to sleep and live with them and never thought or sorted the kind of feet the shoes were belonging to as long as they were belonging to a superior female being. Then my life turned dramatically towards a new avenue. I’m a female shoe master now. Since I have stopped masturbating because of, I wowed to my self that to show Roshani my devotion and respect by sacrificing the most important activity of a fetish person. When not doing this for almost an year I have developed a unsatisfying hunger for female feet and shoes. Because of this I became a frequent visitor to my relatives almost daily in search of female footwear. Thankfully all of my relatives were living close by and they all had girls in there families. Since all are in my family were only boys and the majority of my relatives had girls. The only obstacle I had was the marriage. After being this way my family life started to shake and rumble. But I managed to face them in rather safe and stable way. Without having sex for many a month my wife started to feel frustrated and she never had the guts to tell anyone. But our relationship did holed by a tiny string. Because of this I had to attend counseling too. My life turned bitter and bitter day by day, and my hunger for fetish grew so much I couldn’t bare it anymore. This didn’t only affected my family life but my job. I became so clumsy and lazy with the work. This lead to many problems at work and managed barely to survive because this is the only place where I satisfy my needs.
Time did passed some more and one day something interesting had happened to me. For this period of time I did hared news about Roshani from my friends at work. She did called others except for me this actually did hurt me bad over and over. Some days I recognized her voice on the phone asking for someone else. She never said anything to me since that horrible day. Roshani had constructed her house and now she is living there. She even had a house warming party for her female friends at our office. I don’t really know with who she living in that massive house of hers. Since her family had abundant her over the dispute started after her fathers death. She is a strong woman and she is not scared of anything. The remarkable thing that happened was suddenly a friend of Roshani came to me and asked for my mobile number. Then I asked why suddenly you want my number? She stared at me for a moment and said if you would give the number so do it and said not to ask any questions why she want‘s it. I got scared for a moment thought that Roshani might have tolled her about my fetish. The reaction and the way she spoke didn’t ring any bell relating to the venerable secret of mine. Actually this girl is married and she is one of Roshani’s close friends. When I dream about being under Roshani, they all are in the pictures many times. Normally I meet her at work and I always steal a glimpse of her pretty feet and lick my lips in desperation. So she is one of my dream queens. I just stood there for a moment and without thinking any more I happened to gave her my mobile number written on a piece of paper. She just took it and left without saying a single word. While on her way she looked back and gave me a wink and smiled wickedly at me. That rang many bells inside my head. I felt like I was going to faint and just sat on a chair and tried hard to catch my breath since my heart rate is racing beyond normal. I started to sweat a lot. She knows about my fantasy and my fetish for female feet. The news is out and I won’t have any excuse, I will loose my job, I may not be able to face the people that I know anymore. My family will com to know about this, what will they think and do…. My head started to heart a lot. I felt sick and tried hard to concentrate and to figure out what exactly that they know about me? So I started to control my breathing and got off to the rest room and closed the door. Then started to think about what was going on. I waited for long time and gathered my strength and consciousness. I thought to my self what ever happens I will face it and until I know the truth I will not loose my self control.
After few hours had passed and just around 6:00pm while I was preparing to go home my phone rang and I just looked at the number and it was another mobile and I don’t know this number. Actually at that time I completely forgot about the incident that had happened few hour ago. I just thought this must be a wrong number that someone is trying to contact someone. I just picked it and said hello…… !!hellooo???? There is no answer from that end. I just kept saying helloo and felt tired and irritated then ended the call. Again the same number called, as soon as I picked the call and I heard a familiar voice from the other end. I was shocked and frozen then and there. I didn’t said anything. This time the person started to talk again, the voice is so sharp and with a great attitude. It was Roshani, I was speechless. As she said the first words and ordered me not to speak a word and to listen carefully. She just took her time and waited without saying anything and suddenly she spoke to me with a tone and way that I was waited my whole life to here from someone. She spoke….”listen You filthy dog, I just wanted to tell you something and I want to meet you soon. And remember I’m not trying make it up with you. I just wanted to clarify something and to get something so U better come meet me tomorrow which was a Wednesday at 6:00pm. At my place. And remember I’m just telling you to meet me because I want to get some answers from you. So don’t think that I’m still a friend.” then she hanged up. Her temper was so much and she is pretty mad with me. I was puzzled again. Felt restless and many thought rushed in and flooded inside my head. Anyways I just went home and tried to forget what happened and to rest a little. But I couldn’t do it. It was the worst night ever, no sleep, nervous, scared, humiliated, and so many things did hunted me the whole night.
Wednesday morning I just collected my things and headed to work. I took a short leave and left early to Gampaha where Roshani’s huge mansion was. I was there early and the gate was closed. I checked the time and it was 5:15pm. I was there early and I just had second thoughts but anyways I can’t stay outside the gate since people walking on the road may get suspicious since the current situation in the country is bad so I just rang the gate bell. waited for few minutes and ranged again. Seconds later the small opening of the massive gate was opened. A young teenage girl asked who are U and for what business that I have came there? I said politely to that young miss, that I’m here to meet Roshani and I’m suppose to meet her here at her home sharp at 6:00pm. She then looked at me with a strange eye and asked me weather my name is so and so? I said yes, as soon as I said yes, suddenly she changed her attitude and became so vicious and started to shout at me saying that how stooped pig you are when someone gave you a appointment just learn to come on time not so early since the mistress of the house has not yet have come home from work. So she didn’t let me in after scolding for few minutes so then she closed the opening and went. I waited there for about fifteen more minutes and again I heard someone was closing at the Gate once more from the other side. I can clearly here the steps which were pounding against the ground. I don’t know who that was and waited with little anticipation. Suddenly the little peaking window was opened and called my name. I just moved in front of the window which will enable the person who was inside the gates could see me clearly and will enable her to talk to my face. It was the same girl. She just stared at me for few seconds and opened her voice. She said that she had phoned Roshani and tolled her that I was there early and what she is supposed to do. The way she talked about Roshani, I felt a relationship between them. I just saw a glimpse of her face only the eyes, nose and the mouth so far. She was sure fairer than Roshani. I just listened to what she is telling me. She continued and said that Roshani is bit mad about my early crash landing. So she scolded me enough for the second time. I felt little humiliated from this since she was shouting little hard and sharp so the people who were walking along the road could clearly here what she was telling and the people did had strange looks on there faces. I just tried not look at them and concentrated in what she was battering about. After few minutes she closed the window and went away. I just stood there and got tired of standing in the heat. I did found a small concrete block which was constructed as a part of Roshani’s gate post and used it as a sign for anyone coming towards the drive way to indicate the path where the edge was. I sat there and looked at the time. It was ¼ to 6:00. And still there was fifteen more minutes left. Suddenly the small door of the massive gate was opened and came out a woman in her mid forties, with a dark completion and pretty well maintained body. She was worn a rather old dress with a pair of new blue color flip flops. Her feet were quite nice long toes with painted toe nails in dark purple color with at some of the toes had chipped off paint in from the front. By the looks of her figure she must be the maid at Roshanie’s mansion. But her personality was so perfect and she was well dressed and was well taken care of. As soon as she appeared out side of the gate, I quickly stood up from where I was and started to walk towards her. As soon as I reached her she spoke with rather nice tone and asked me to follow her inside the gate in to the garden of Roshani. The garden was perfectly maintained. Trees, flowers and grass were well arranged. I came to remember that Roshani did took many information from the internet through me about landscaping and maintaining gardens. The effort was fruitful when looked at how she managed achieved with her garden. Most of the garden is with trees and grass except for he drive way. She just kept a huge drive way directly towards her mansion’s main entrance and side. From the massive wall and the gates it’s about 50 meters to the door of her home. So I followed the lady at her speed right towards the entrance with a huge sitting space out side of the main door. It has two steps to climb and there were two round low tables with glass top on either side and no chairs to sit. As soon as I reached the tiled floor the lady quickly turned and asked me to remove my shoes outside on the gravel path while she entered the house with her flips on and removing them at the main door. I just followed the instructions she just gave me and entered the lawn with bare feet. The lady stood at the door and asked me to stay there for the mistress to come. I just looked around and the mansion is quite huge once it was finished and Roshani must have spent an fortune to build and finish this. I heard voices from inside and laughing. I started to feel uncomfortable once I heard few people present inside who must be knowing about me and my fetish. I still don’t know how many were there but I just looked around me for a place to sit on and it appears that all the chairs were taken inside the house and the only place was the floor. So I just sat on the step in the entrance and anyone who comes from the gate is visible from where I was. Just few inches from where I sat I can see the blue Flips of that lady who let me in little while ago. I quickly looked around and suddenly I saw someone peeking through the tall window behind the curtains and it was quite dark so I really didn’t see who it was. As soon as I looked back the curtains were dropped and the person left in a hurry. After that I just looked at the watch and noticed that it is 5 minutes to 6. thought that any moment now Roshani will be coming home from work through the massive gates. Now I started to feel nervous and restless. Waited for few more minutes and the alarm started to sound when it was 6.00pm. now I felt little chill inside my body and got scared a lot. Waited at the spot where I was sat in anticipation. Suddenly the door opened and came out the lady who carried two chairs to the lunge. And placed them on to the right side of the main door. And turned to me and didn’t said anything and just gave me a spooky smile and went inside closing the door. I was so shaken up by the events just happened and looked at the two chares and thought to myself that these were not for me to sit on since the lady never gave any indication and never offered one when I arrived. I turned and looked at the flips of that lady and admired them a lot. Those were quite dirty and muddy from inside to the sides. Had good solid hard edge on them. I could actually smell the rubber of the flips from where I was sat. inside me I wanted to touch kiss and to taste them so badly but I kept all those feelings inside me so hard. I checked my wrist watch for the time and it was 6.10pm now. I was loosing my patients waiting for so long for her to come home and get this over with so I can be on my way back and get on with my life. I really didn’t had any clue why or what reason that Roshani wanted me to be at her place.
Around 6.30pm I woke up from sleep when I heard a vehicle hooting it’s horn outside the gates. Suddenly a young woman opened the door and ran towards the gate in order to open it. I just wiped my eyes and adjusted my cloths with panic wondering and expecting the worse. Once the massive gates were opened a small Suzuki Maruti pulled in on to the driveway draw towards the main entrance to this mansion. It was Roshani in the passenger side and another lady who draw it. As soon as she saw me Roshani had a dark disgusted face and looked at me straight. The young lady closed the gate and walked back to the house. Roshani started to climb out of the car then I stood up from were I was seated. The engine did raced a couple of time and came to an stop. The lady who draw it also opened her door and climbed out of the small car. I really didn’t look straight at Roshani neither did she looked at me. I lowered my eyes to the ground and waited there like a statue. I did somehow saw Roshani’s feet pretty clearly. Those were amazing. She wore a thin heeled about 3 to 31/2” slip-on type black sandals. Quite old pare with a rather thick hard sole. The lady who came with Roshani wore a off white rubber soled heels which was a DSI SAMSONS heels. Also with the same height and size. I dreamt about these heels for many years and I finally saw one up close. The young lady greeted Roshani and the other lady and smiled with joy. The lady friend of Roshani gave me a wicked look and turned at Roshani and whispered something to her. I really didn’t gave any attention and just kept my silence. They all started to go inside. Roshani and the others ignored me completely. The young lady was worn a black layers flip flops with a white sole. Those were amazing, for a fetish those were like candy. Top strap and the insole were black with embossed letters. And the first and second black layers are a thin white line like layers in a icing cake. And the sole is white color with patterns. By the sound of her stepping on the tiled floor those sure were very hard rubber flips. This young lady had the most wonderful feet which were like sculptured feet. Very fare and painted in dark maroon color. Those were so perfect small clean long feet with perfect long toes. One would doubt that she had never walked with them. Those were so perfect. And the lady also had perfect feet same color as Roshani’s. little bigger that them. Perfect toes and long slim feet with liter pink color painted toes which were matching her dress. Any how she was so perfectly dressed with matching her every jewelry cloths and shoes. Three of them went inside without even looking or concerning about my presence. The door closed behind them and I was left where I was. I waited a few more minutes and sat back on the floor. I heard the ladies were chattering and laughing so loud inside and they laughed so hard that I thought the roof will fly away.
I waited outside without any clue or any attention from anyone for almost an hour or so. And suddenly the door opened and the maid lady came out with some tea on a tray and slipped in to her flips and went towards the small table and placed the tea on top. She just waited there and not moment late the three ladies came out with moody and dominant faces. The two elderly ladies sat on the chair’s and the young lady and the maid was standing leaning to the pillars on either side. I looked at them with my eyes wide open wondering what will happen now. I was so confused and frightened. Roshani and the lady who draw her home were still in there heels from work. They started to pour the tea and enjoying it. They didn’t even bothered to offer me any. I was starving and in deep thirst. After they enjoyed the tea and relaxed called me by name and asked to walk over. The maid lady cleaned and collected the tea pot and cups and went inside. Roshani with a tone began talking to me. First she asked me to sit on the floor in front of them which at first I did hesitated to do so and she commanded me to do it. She started to scold me saying and pointing how a filthy pig I’m, I just listened to her without saying a single word. The other lady calmed Roshani down and interrupted her. She then took a deep breath and looked at me with a disgust.
The young lady seemed to enjoy every minute of it. I just sat on the floor looking down with silence. Even though I wanted this type of behavior from superior females I just couldn’t agree and was in deep shit. I was so humiliated and my mind was focused away from the scene. Suddenly I felt something warm touching my chin and I came back to my senses. And looked around with confusion and I felt a stinging burning sensation on my cheek. It was Roshani, slapped me across the cheek and kicked me in the chin to get my attention back towards them. Still I said nothing and they all were laughing with the commotion. The young lady was throbbing her flops against my body with just what happened. Roshani scolded me enough for not listening to what she was saying. She then asked the most difficult question of all time. she wanted to know all about foot fetish and my fetish and what I have done and was intended to be. I was puzzled about how and what to tell. She insisted on knowing all about them. Everything. So I began from the beginning and started telling them about it one by one. They were so disgusted and kept on asking many questions. from the beginning the maid lady also joined them with two more extra chairs. They totally was amazed and horrified by this. Anyways I have tolled some about my fetish to Roshani she too was so horrified and telling the others about what she had tolled them. I talked for over 2 hours or so. They were so eagerly listening and asking various questions about what I was telling. I lowered my head and answered and continued telling them about everything that I knew. Then Roshani with disgust kicked me hard on my chest pushing me away on the floor. And ordered to go further away from them and they talked about something. For that moment I thought that Roshani is trying to convincing her friends to believe her story about me. After few minutes she called me back to where they were.
I slowly approached them and stood there. After hearing all about my side of the story they have got some confidence and attitude so the young lady making it clear slapped me in the back of my head and asked to lay low with my knees. So I did as she requested quickly. She then started to rub and trample my fingers with her white soled layered flips. I just didn’t move a mussel. I stood there like a statue. Roshani did broke the silence and spoke with eagerness mixed with nervousness, she tolled me that they wanted to test me and to try what I have just tolled them. Actually she wanted to feel me under her feet. She didn’t had a single interest about how I feel. She is a person who would talk straight. And she tolled me with sheer aggression. Yep why should she think about me since the arrival she and others treated me as dirt. so she insisted that I should undress half way so my top part of the body was completely exposed to her. Others too joined her and agreed upon that. She also mentioned that if I have some doubt then just take my things and leave and there won’t be any guarantee that she will not tell all her friends about me. She did had a loose point of me so she healed on to that. I nodded my head and agreed to her request. Also she pointed out that if she don’t like it then she will no longer want’s my presence and even now she is willing to do this because of others. That made it clear that the young lady and the others were so inquisitive about trying this and they have convinced Roshani to try it out.
I then began undressing my shirt and the inner T-shirt. Now I was exposed completely and I neatly placed the cloths on the corner of the tiled floor and as soon as I did that the maid trampled and grabbed them away with her flip flops further to the corner of the pillar. The young lady stood up with the maid and Roshani ordered me to place my self beneath them in the center as appropriate. Then I asked her with down worthy way how does she pleased me to be on the floor. The lady friend of Roshani insisted on me lying face up in between them on the floor. This was the moment I was waiting my whole life. I was exited enough but I couldn’t feel any because of the excitement and inexperience. I just laid face up as they insisted, sooner I did that they pulled there chairs towards me closer. Now I can feel them so close my breathing increased and excitement and fear rushed through my veins. I can here and feel the four ladies moving ever so close and could smell them and there foot ware so near. The sound of stretching of the straps on there shoes while they wiggle there feet inside was so exiting. The young lady and the maid got close to me from the either sides of my head. I just laid there and looked up at them one by one and experience the point of view which was mentioned and seen on web material live for the first time in my life. I was so exited and the panicking situation intensified with every second. I had the biggest hard on ever. Felt the pre-cum dripping uncontrollably inside my pants. The first person to touch was the young lady who she did started to wipe and touch my ear with right toe and the flops. I can smell the fragrance of there feet and shoes so sweet. They had this little laugh about what was going on and they started to discuss what to do and where to begin on my body, also who would go first. Everybody wanted Roshani to do the honors. She then without any hesitation got her shoed feet closer to my head and tolled others that she is going to start with the face and head and lifted her right shoed feet over my face. And crossed it over her left leg and supported the elevation. Now the shoe sole is few centimeters away from my face. I felt the tiny bits of sand landing on my face and lips. With that I waited for the moment of truth. Now I van see her shoe sole and the heel. They were so dirty from there point of view and I loved the grit and mud which were stuck on to them. Soles are pretty brown with dust and mud. Pieces of grit and sand were compiled on them so hard. The heel is coved with sand and mud by walking on soft ground. The smell of her shoe and feet aroma was like rose water. Now I’m breathing air from her feet and shoe. Suddenly Friend lady pulled forward her feet barely touching my hand and head. But I continued to concentrate on Roshani the greats shoes and feet. Her toes were not brightly painted but did had a faint creamy paint. The shoe was with four rope like straps which were 1/4” thick from the base moved towards up and joined together on the top with a plastic sunflower holding them. The shoe sole was a thick rubber and plastic mixed thick hard one which was well worn by the owner. At the base the straps were attached with a space of almost an inch apart. The straps were firmly fixed in between inner and outer soles. The toe of the shoe was perfectly and smoothly shaped semi pointed one. Her feet were perfectly inserted and holed inside the shoe. The heel is thin ½” thick heel almost like 3” to 4” tall. The inner sole of the heel was padded and cushioned with black Rexene which was glittering with the shining by her foot heel. The base o the heel was little broader than the middle which gave them a perfect figure. The heel tip was a plastic clipped one.
They just watched from above for long time and Roshani did teasingly wiggled her shoe with passion and stamina. Everyone was eagerly watching Roshanis next step. When she was wiggling her shoe it touches my face and not faintly. After few minutes she just landed her shoe sole right on my mouth and lips perfectly centering the sole and pressed it with little effort and took it back off. She sure was nervous and felt strange. Every one burst in to laughter started to ask questions about how it felt. I was in heaven and so humiliated by them. I felt like dying when they looked at t me with filth. Roshani didn’t answer them and as soon as they asked that question she signaled them to wait and placed the shoe sole back on my face covering lips and mouth. This time she planted it firmly and little power. Then she started to wiggle her feet inside the shoe to make it firmer and comfortable, after few seconds she just started to jab the shoe and feet in slight motion to make the sole planting my face firmly, so I felt the movement throbbing against my lips and mouth skin. She applied more weight and started to swing the shoe sole up and down. I was thrilled and panicked with pleasure. This time she did it with great concentration. She really did forgot about me I’m been another human under her shoe sole. This was so exiting I felt my cock growing so hard and suddenly the young lady started screaming pointing at my crouch making comments. Rosahni was thrilled and angry seeing this she immediately took the foot of and kicked me hard on my face few times. Gosh that did hurt a lot. She never gave any concern about the pain at all.
She then ignored my excitement and growth of the crouch. And uncrossed her legs and moved to the next step. She planted her left foot over my mouth and adjusted like earlier and took her time jabbed a little to make it firm and placed her right shoe sole over my fore head. Then she placed her feet firm on my face like on a foot rest, which the two heels were digging sides of my face now and then as she moved her shoed feet back and forth. She did this for a considerable time. Since it was my first time I felt the pain so excruciating. So I tried to move my face in order to avoid been hurt. She then shouted at me not to move you pig. Your are here to comfort me and not your self. She did kept her shoed feet on my face for quite some time and suddenly started to wipe her soles quite hard like wiping a door mat. She stopped it and lifted her right foot from my fore head and pulled it back to the floor. The others were eagerly waiting for there turn. But Roshani did kept her left shoe on my mouth and chin then started to wipe harder the thick fem food (Grit, Sand, mud and dirt) started to peel and break off of the shoe sole on to my lips and mouth. The smell of her shoe sole aroma was so sweet I was in heaven and her throbbing intensified. With this motion her feet moved back and fort so hard even the heel was started to scrape my mouth and lips. Others were so thrilled and exited with amazement how Roshani was doing this. They too started to touch slightly with there foot ware and feet against the sides of my head. With the hard throbbing I without knowing opened my mouth slightly and the lady friend saw it instantly and told Roshani about this. She then shorten the movement and pressed against my lips harder and tried to move my lips apart so her shoe sole will sunk inside my mouth. Now the fem food was breaking in to the mouth and I swallowed them in, when doing this I opened my mouth some more and pushed my tongue out little bit to touch the shoe sole. Young lady noticed it and told Roshani as soon as that she ordered me to stick my tongue out more while wiping her left shoe on my mouth. I holed my tongue halfway out and the throbbing got more harder and the weight was so much heavier now. she then stopped for while and changed the shoes, now the right shoe was inside my mouth wiping and throbbing hard against lips and tongue. She did this for while and stopped removed her shoed feet from my face and rested them on the floor. Waited few seconds and lifted her both legs at once and placed her both heel inside the mouth and kept it there while talking and explaining the experience and feelings gained from doing this. She seems to love it when she placed the feet on soft skin and how it felt. While she talked I sucked both her heels inside my mouth and suddenly Roshani turned to me and asked how it does taste like? in a rather humiliating way. I was speech less and she jabbed her heel inside my mouth and insisted on an answer. I said to her in a submissive way it was sweet and tasty. She burst in to laughter along with others. She then asked what happened to the dirt under her shoe? And I said immediately I swallowed them, as soon as they heard this they all made faces in filth and roshani took her shoe heel out and placed both her wet shoe soles back on top of my face. Then they talked and Roshani asked her friend to try it. She hesitated and the young lady talked her in to it while putting her rubber white flip-flop soles over my forehead. Roshani just kept her feet on my mouth and nose like I was a foot rest. When they talked and laughed I felt pressure and pain applied by Roshani, I just tried and hide the pain. The rubber soles of the young lady was so soft and comforting and the smell of Roshanis shoe and foot aroma was so sweet I forgot about the pain caused by her feet. As for her first time experience and tryout she enjoyed and made good innovative things with me. She and her friends gave no attention to me though for few minutes. While talking with each other they just considered me as there floor and foot rest. This was not ordinary. I thought to my self that women does have the domination sprit naturally imbedded in them. While the conversation was progressing and the young lady convincing the lady friend she did without knowing placed her right foot or rather the shoe on my cheek and continued talking while moving it little by little. Suddenly the lady maid pointed to her that U do have already making use of it’s head under your shoe. She then turned towards me and removed it quickly and told Roshani this was fun and comfortable. The ladies did got some sort of an arousal going on. Roshani too helped her make her mind and she too agreed with everyone to try it out. So the lady friend prepared for her tryout and to feel the sensation keeping a male under her feet with control. So young lady did removed her flip-flop from my fore head and looked at the lady friend. Roshani too removed her feet from my face and place her feet on the floor allowing lady friend to experience the worship fun freely. The lady friend was a well build nice legged lady. Her arches are perfect strong calf mucells so sexy. At first the ladies thought this whole thing was a mistake and unnatural despicable scenario. Now they behave like they are meant for this. No one really worried or felt sick about what they do. I really was not in control now they do what they want with me and when they want. I just laid three like a dead human.
The Lady friend finally got confidence from the accidental resting of the shoed foot on my face. She lowered her self towards me and took a good look at my face then slowly started to pet my ear with her shoe toes. Her fragrance and aroma are so strong, and mouth watering, I can feel a cold temptation where her feet touched me on he head. Roshani and the others were so keenly watching what she is about do. They didn’t really spoke about it just watched and enjoyed every minute of it. Friend lady wore a 3” heeled rubber soled SAMSONS off white heels which did blend with her outfit. Not like in Roshani’s, the shoe soles were virtually black where it was settled on the ground when walking. The shoes were rather new. The sole and the heel made as whole. When she wiggles the feet inside the shoe flexes’ with ease since the sole was made of rubber. It sure were so comfortable for the wearer. The toe of the shoe was not pointy but semi squire like design the feet perfectly secured inside with the two rather thick straps which were fixed from the front in-between the big toes ran perfectly to the rear and fixed to the arch of the shoe. The heel is little bigger and bulky. It was 1” thick from behind and inside, slimmer from either sides. The straps were joined with the toe hold by a metal oval shaped buckle and straps were decorated with small chain of plastic beads. Inside this perfect shoes were the perfect feet of a superior, which were little big long and perfectly kept pair of feet. Her toes were long and perfectly clapped on the edges. Painted matching her dress light pink and they sparkled like diamonds in the fading light. The shoe soles were little blackish color from the walking. The sole was Designed with a sharp engraved dotted design and in between the engravings are particles of many materiel.
She continued in a slow motion to move her right shoed feet on the side then little by little it reached the top of my face. Now she has placed her soles on top of my mouth and just scraped my mouth with light touch then applying more pressure she settled her foot right on top of my mouth and lips. She then tried to feel the sensation by moving wiggling and jabbing on my mouth . Now the aroma of her divine feet and shoes were entering my nostrils like I was lying on a sandalwood bed. She did started to feel even more and started to smile at Roshani agreeing with her about the new felt fun and satisfaction. She then looked at the maid and the young lady saying this was a fibulas invention. With the conversation Roshani too placed her both feet one on my neck and the other basically on my chest. She didn’t just firmly placed them with intention, but she just placed them awkward in search of comfort and to relaxation. With that for the first time I felt her warm feet touching my body. I was in heaven, I have only dreamed about this in my fantasy world dreams. Now everything was happening in reality. What a feeling I was almost on the edge of satisfaction and with that I started to shiver inside out in all parts of my body with excitement. She didn’t just rested her feet on me she moved them on me naturally.
The friend lady continued her work on my face and I extended my tongue little bit while widening the mouth. She just wiped it and grinded on my mouth and the whole face for while. None of them paid any attention to me, just continued chatting and talked about things that I have explained earlier. Once in while they just questioned me about things that they didn’t had any Idea about. For me to answer them lady friend just lifted her shoe a little and I did answered back and explained briefly about the things that they wanted to clarify even before I completed she just applied weight and placed her shoe back over my mouth. Then they just continued on. She just used my face and head for a while and wiped her shoe soles pretty well. Suddenly she just took her right shoe off of my mouth and asked to open it wide, so complied and as sooner I did it she just inserted her heel inside and continued on with the conversation and commenting on what she is feeling. She did this for a long time and I presumably did covered her shoe soles including the heels complete. While this all was happening the young lady started to show some restlessness. I felt it with her constant touching of her feet on my face. She just came around Roshani and started to trample me with one leg on the stomach. Others did noticed this and the friend lady started to laugh loudly and made me crumble with humiliation. This young lady must be just 19 or 20 years old and she did loved to participate in humiliating me than the others. With that the friend lady just checked her time and she got panicked a bit saying oh gosh I’m late I have to go home now since her family must be worried about her delay. Others did felt sad when she said that and while all the commotion going on she just took her shoes off and placed them on the floor while pushing back her chair and standing. The young lady too took her feet off of the chest and Roshani too stood up removing the feet off of me. They just argued and invited the lady friend to hang around some more, but she did insisted on leaving and she started to explain everyone about this for sometime and made them agree. I was too hoped that she would stay more time with these superiors since I thought I might not be getting another chance like this for the rest of my life. While I was pondering the lady friend started to greet and saying good bye to others, and looked down at me like I was a pies of shit. She just looked at me for moment and for everyone’s surprise, she said one more time before going home and without giving a clue she just lifted her shoed right foot and placed it over my mouth with so much weight it did hurt a lot. She wiped her shoe soles quite aggressively and changed the foot and did grinded it on my face some more and prepared to leave. Before she started to leave she just requested others to continue on without her and to have some fun. She just hugged Roshani and Young lady saying good bye and walked away with them. So I thought that this was it and I should too must prepare to leave and started to get up and suddenly Roshani looked back at me and screamed at me not to move a mussel until they return just stay there the way I was. I got crushed by this and got scared a lot. Without wasting a single minute I just laid back on the floor. Then only I came to know that the maid lady was still standing over my head. She just stood there looking at me, no smile no sound just stood there staring. I heard the door opened and close from the distance. Still no sound of the engine. I can hardly see over to where the ladies were. Then heard they greet one more time then suddenly the engine started roaring and the vehicle moved with the tyres rolling on gravel. Then with that sound I also heard Roshani and young lady walking towards the gates to open them. Now only I was laid there on the floor with the maid lady who was looking at me with no motion or impression. Suddenly Roshani called the maid lady and asked her to keep me company while they return. So she smiled at last but not at me. She wore a pair of blue flip flops made out of rubber. They were quite dirty and rather new. You can clearly see the dark black dried out water stains visible on the edges and on the top. They smelt strong with rubber mixture and the owners feet fragrance. I was anxious to receive her tryout with feet. She was quite confused and must have heard or seen something like this for the first time in her life. She did looked so nervous but she began to build confidence while watching Roshani and her lady friends first attempts. I started to here the rumbling sound of her flips while she prepared to do what she wanted from adjusting her feet inside the Flip-flops. The flips were light blue on the bottom and top was rather dark colored and smooth. The edges were smooth too, but the sole was rather dirty with many stains and darker with them. The bottom was with a solid square pattern which were designed diagonally. In the front middle and either sides of the back just before the heel were three buttons which healed and fixed the straps. The straps too were rubber and same color as the insole. These were about 1” thicker flip flops made for females, since it had a flowers design embossed on the insole rather smoothly. The maid lady circled around me in search of a comfortable and good position to work her way with me. I just stared at her in confusion what was she trying to do. And she just positioned her self just to the left of my shoulder and lifted her left foot and wiggled it a little and started to tease me with her flips sole. I was little tensed by this and waited for it to land but she withdrew her feet from me. She positioned her self again and lifted it once more in a delicate motion and started to move the front end slowly and gently touching my face skin. She moved her foot up rite on top of my face where my mouth was and firmly pressed the sole on top while pressing the inner edge of her flips pushing my nose up. Now I’m smelling her rubber soles so hard and only smelt the aroma of her rubber flips. She gradually pressed and applied presser and more weight on to the face. Now the soles were firmly fixed on my mouth and pressing hard against my mouth. She then started to shake my whole face while gripping and holding my mouth and lips with her rubber flip soles. Since the sole was made out of hard rubber the flips and her foot didn’t slip on my skin just dragged my face to the either sides violently. She continued doing it and gained more momentum in this motion. With all this I started feel uncomfortable and hurting. While she was doing this I heard the foot steps of the two ladies approaching close. The young lady was amazed with what was going on. And she started to comment at the lady maid. Suddenly making her stop her activity and removing her foot off of my face. Roshani immediately asked her to continue what she was doing and not to stop while she feels satisfied. With that with a smile she placed her foot back on and started to wipe her flip sold on my mouth and other places. The rubber sole with the sharp design scratched hard against my face since the rubber didn’t moved easily over my face skin. The skin started to stretch with every attempt and I was in more pain. It felt like my face was on fire. She gradually changed her feet and shoes in doing this after few more attempts she stopped and turned to Roshani saying she just had enough for now and she was tired after a busy day. Roshani excused her and came close to where I was and sat on the chair. She turned to the young lady and asked her weather she want to do something with her feet? The young lady was too had enough and just she wanted to feel my face under her shoes and she closed in and while standing she just placed her left flip sole all over my face just like checking the ground for soft or loose soil. Roshani just stayed there seated without doing anything and the young lady continued with her pleasing and tryout then stopped. Now there were more fresh ground debris planted on my face with the soles of Young ladies shoe soles.
She too sat down on the other chair and looked at Roshani saying she is don for now and she is too tired of all the excitement for the first day. There excitement had faded now after Lady friends departure. Sure they are new to this and there first attempt. No doubt they enjoyed this to there utmost. Roshani broke the silence and spoke to me like she was talking to an animal. And asked me to leave her place grabbing all my belongings. She then called the maid and asked her to show me out of her property. I just stood up and turned to Roshani to thank her and the young lady. As soon as I opened my mouth she just drew her right foot and kicked me hard on the abdomen and asked to leave. I just holed on to the abdomen in pain and stood up grabbed my clothes and started to put them on. Roshani again called the maid and tolled her to lead me out and to close the gates. When I prepared to dress Roshani barked and chased me out saying grab your dirt and leave without wasting any more time and you can where your rags outside. I just followed her instructions with humiliation and in fear got out and collected my shoes and socks in my hand along with the other stuff, and followed the Lady maid to the gates. While walking I just looked back at the front when I saw Roshani and the young lady were relaxing and in a conversation. This made me happy that they must be talking about me. I just harried behind the lady maid to the gates and she opened the small door at the gates. Before exiting I just turned to the lady maid and humbly Thanked her while looking down. She just accepted it and just showed me out. As soon as I exited the gates without giving any chance she just closed the gate door and heard her locking it from inside. I just looked at my watch and noticed it was half past 10 in the night. Then only I came to realize that it was so late and there will be no bus or any transport available for miles. I quickly dressed up and started to walk in the dark road leading to the city. I walked like 3 to 4 kilometers to the town and waited for another hour or so for the bus but there was no buses on the road so decided to take a cab instead and went home very late.




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