Submission to Kali Khalifa, Barbara Fartura, and Madam Agatha
The lavish mansion was bustling with excitement as the three infamous Brazilian dommes, Kali Khalifa, Barbara Fartura, and Madam Agatha, prepared for their latest session of foot domination and worship. The aroma of expensive perfumes filled the air as they carefully selected their outfits, their eyes gleaming with anticipation at the thought of humiliating their new slave.
Kali, the undisputed leader of the trio, wore a dazzling silver gown that hugged her curves perfectly. Her long raven hair cascaded down her back in waves, and her piercing blue eyes scanned the room searching for any signs of weakness in her prey. Barbara, the sultry brunette with an alluring smile, chose a tight red latex dress that accentuated her voluptuous figure. She too wore her hair down, framing her face perfectly.
Madam Agatha, the voluptuous redhead with a commanding presence, donned a black leather corset that showcased her ample cleavage and curves. Her long flowing red hair was pulled back into a tight bun, revealing her piercing green eyes that seemed to bore into the soul of anyone who crossed her path.
Finally, the moment arrived. The doorbell rang, and the three dommes froze in unison. Kali's heart raced as she took a deep breath and made her way towards the door, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She opened the door to reveal their new slave, kneeling on the floor, eyes lowered in submission.
"Stand up, slave," commanded Kali, her voice dripping with authority. The slave rose to his feet, his knees shaking with nerves. "Now, introduce yourself."
"M-my name is Xander, mistresses," he stuttered, his eyes darting between the three intimidating figures before him.
Kali let out a soft chuckle, enjoying the slave's obvious discomfort. "Xander, hm? Well, Xander, we have some very special plans for you today. Plans that involve your absolute devotion and worship of our feet."
Barbara stepped forward, running her manicured nails across the back of Xander's neck. "And if you do a good job, we might just let you taste our shoes," she purred, her voice like velvet.
Madam Agatha rounded out the trio, her powerful presence overwhelming the room. "But first, we must test your skills. Prove to us that you are worthy of serving us." She gestured towards a chair in the center of the room. "Kneel before the throne, Xander."
The slave nervously complied, kneeling before the chair. Kali, Barbara, and Madam Agatha each took a seat, their heavy breathing filling the room as they watched Xander eagerly await their next command.
"Remove our shoes," Kali ordered, her voice echoing throughout the room. Xander didn't hesitate, quickly untying each woman's shoe and slipping them off their feet. He then knelt before them, his head bowed in submission as he waited for his next command.
Barbara was the first to speak. "Now, worship my feet," she commanded. Without hesitation, Xander leaned forward, kissing each of Barbara's feet in turn. He then moved onto Kali's feet, kissing and licking every inch of her feet as if they were the most exquisite delicacy he had ever tasted.
Madam Agatha remained silent, watching the unfolding scene with a mixture of amusement and arousal. Finally, she spoke. "Very good, Xander. Now, it's my turn."
Xander quickly moved to Madam Agatha's feet, kissing and licking each one with eager enthusiasm. The three dommes watched in silence, their hearts racing with anticipation at the thought of complete control over their new slave.
"Now, it's time to show us how much you truly desire our foot fetish," said Kali, her voice low and seductive. "Swallow my foot, slave."
Xander opened his mouth wide, eagerly accepting Kali's foot into his mouth. He then began to suck on her toes, his tongue darting out to tickle her sensitive skin. Kali closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his warm tongue against her skin.
"Excellent," praised Barbara, her voice filled with lust. "Now, taste my foot, slave."
Xander moved to Barbara's feet, licking and sucking on each one in turn. The intoxicating scent of their perfumes filled the air as he pleasured their feet, his tongue dancing around their toes.
As the session continued, Madam Agatha finally spoke. "You have pleased us, Xander. Now, it's time for your reward."
Xander looked up, his heart racing with anticipation. "Thank you, mistresses," he breathed, his voice shaking with emotion.
"You may stand now," commanded Kali, her voice ringing with authority. Xander rose to his feet, his knees wobbly with relief and excitement.
Barbara stood up, revealing a pair of black stilettos that matched her fiery personality. She stepped forward, holding out her foot to Xander. "Kiss my shoe, slave," she commanded.
Xander eagerly complied, kissing the tip of Barbara's shoe and then moving up to lick the leather in between her toes. "Mmm, that's it," purred Barbara, her eyes closed in delight.
Madam Agatha followed suit, stepping forward and revealing a pair of red suede pumps that perfectly complemented her fiery personality. Xander eagerly kissed and licked each inch of her shoes, his tongue dancing around her toes.
Finally, it was Kali's turn. She stood before him in all her glory, her silver heels sparkling in the light. Xander looked up at her, his eyes filled with adoration and love.
"Kiss my shoe, slave," commanded Kali, her voice filled with lust and power. Xander eagerly complied, kissing the tip of her shoe and then moving up to lick the leather in between her toes.
The three dommes watched in silent satisfaction as their new slave worshipped their feet, their hearts racing with the thrill of control and submission. As the session came to an end, they each pulled their slave up to his feet, their hands lingering on his body in a way that left him wanting more.
"You have pleased us, Xander," said Barbara, her voice low and seductive. "Now, you may serve us again when we call upon you."
"Until then, slave," added Madam Agatha, her voice echoing through the room.
Kali said nothing, simply nodding her head in approval. The three dommes turned and walked away, leaving Xander kneeling on the floor, his heart racing with anticipation for their next encounter.
