Chapter 2: Chapter 2
A FULL DAY OF HIKING AND DRINKING?! WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN!? I thought to myself. How could she know that? She was drunk when she said it, and I was sober. "I-I need to tend to your feet, ma'am?" I stammered. "W-Why?What happened to yours?" The question seemed innocent enough until she saw how nervous I was by my own actions. Then her expression changed from one of curiosity to one of derision. "Do you think I don't know what you do with my boots, little man? You sniff them, don't you? You try and feel the leather between your fingers, don't you?Well, now I'm going to make sure you really appreciate all those things." As she spoke, her body began to sway from side to side under the weight of her breasts, her belly, and her thighs. She stopped when she reached her full height, towering over me by a good three feet.There wasn't much space for maneuvering so I had no choice but to bow down before her enormous legs which ended in huge spidery toes. Even though she was tipsy, she smelled good. Her hair was long and brown, streaked with grey. Her eyes were big and blue, like the sky on a cloudless day.They stared into mine as if trying to peer deep inside me. Well, they succeeded because I felt exposed. Nervousness prickled across my skin and I scratched at my arms to make the itching stop. My back was straight, but my head spun from dizziness. The world lost its color, the browns and greys turning to black and white.In moments, everything turned dark around me. It took every ounce of strength not to fall over backwards while she teetered above me. I can see you, little man," she said. "Stand up straight and stop looking at my legs. It makes me look bad." I did as she said, but it was no use. She started to raise her foot above me.I braced myself for impact...and then nothing happenned.She lowered her boot immediately and looked at me expectantly. Did you expect that, little man?" she asked breathlessly. "Did you really think I didn’t know what you do with my boots on the back porch? Or in the barn for that matter?Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a willing slave these days? People are too concerned about their precious freedom! But I found you ! You're the perfect size. Small enough that I can control you without breaking your spirit, but big enough that you can't escape my notice. So what do you say, little man? Do you want to be my slave for the night? Before I could answer she slid her foot over me and pinned my face under the arch of her foot. I want to see you cum on me.
Come on, baby. Cummy time. Letting out a loud groan I struggled against being crushed beneath her powerful arch of her foot. No, I won’t cum. I won’t cum. Please, not tonight. Not tonight,' I chanted in my head until my body gave in and cummed against my will.When I tried to pull away, she tightened her grip until I couldn't move anymore than a frozen statue. By the time she released her hold, I was limp and boneless like a rag doll. She kicked my legs apart and pushed my shoulders back until I was forced to lay motionless under her for a few seconds. "Now smell my feet".With her toe still pressed firmly into my mouth I complied reluctantly. Taste my toes, sweetie. Tenderize my soles with your tongue. Suck my toes like I do your dick. Open up and get ready for a good foot smothering. I know you love them as much as I do.They're the best part of my body. I've got the best feet in the world. Smells like heaven, doesn't it, baby? I groaned as her toes curled around my bottom lip and pulled it between my teeth. "God, you are such a good little cock sucker. I should have known you would be a fan of my feet.Now I'm going to sit back and watch you worship my feet while I get drunker than hell. Sound good, little man?" I groaned Yes, ma’am. Sounds wonderful. Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I promise I will do everything you want me to do. Please, just feet and a blowjob." With that she raised her foot and smashed it down on my face. My lips, my teeth, and my tongue were all mashed together as I tried to swallow my spit that was pooling in my mouth. It was no use. She kept hitting my mouth with her foot until I gave up and drooled all over my face.She laughed as I fell face first into the bed. I'll fuck you later, little man. Tonight I'm going to play with your little cock she said as she patted my face. "Get some rest. I need you fresh for my party tomorrow night."
Chapter 2
I awoke with a start. What was I dreaming about?Footjobs? Blowjobs? I couldn't remember. Then I felt warm liquid pooling between my legs. Oh, yes. That must be my cummy time. I rolled over and looked down to see a puddle of my own cum growing in my bed. Yuck. I hate that word. It makes me think of sick people and body fluids which I associate with sex not love.