An Intimate End to a Psychological Appointment
As Kira and Sarah wrapped up their latest psychological appointment, they felt a sense of satisfaction wash over them. The therapist had been helpful, and they had delved into some deeply personal issues that had been weighing heavily on their minds. As they walked back to the waiting room, they couldn't help but feel a hint of sadness that the session was over.
Their assistant, Avril, was waiting for them, eyes downcast and full of nervous energy. She had been instructed to make sure that the girls were comfortable after their appointment and to do whatever they asked of her. Kira and Sarah exchanged knowing glances, sensing that Avril was aching for some form of attention or affirmation from them.
"Well, Avril," said Sarah softly, "it seems like you've done a great job today. We really appreciate all your hard work."
Avril's face lit up at the praise, and she nodded eagerly. "Thank you, mistress. I'm just glad I could be of service to you."
"We know you are," replied Kira with a reassuring smile. "But we think it's only fair that we give you a little something extra in return."
Avril's heart skipped a beat as she looked up at them, her eyes bright with anticipation. "What do you mean, mistress?"
Sarah leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "We want you to worship our feet, of course."
Avril gasped, feeling a rush of heat spread through her entire body at the thought of being so close to their perfect feet. Without hesitation, she knelt down on the floor and began kissing their shoes, letting out soft moans of pleasure as she did so.
Kira and Sarah exchanged amused glances, watching as Avril lost herself in their presence. After a few minutes of this, Kira nudged Sarah, nodding towards the waiting room. They both knew that it was time to wrap things up for today.
They stood up and, with one final glance at Avril, made their way towards the waiting room. Avril didn't move from her spot on the floor, still lost in the haze of pleasure that their feet had brought her. She watched as they disappeared into the waiting room, leaving her alone with her thoughts and her aching desire.
As she lay there face down, she couldn't help but wonder when she would be rewarded with the chance to worship their bare feet. It was a thought that kept her going through the long days and even longer nights, dreaming about the moment when she would finally be able to experience the ultimate form of devotion.
But for now, she would have to be content with the small taste of pleasure that she had been given. As she lay there, lost in thought, she couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Kira and Sarah. They had given her something to live for, something to look forward to, even if it meant spending her days on the floor at their feet.
