Serving My Mistress' Beautiful Feet
Lie on your stomach. Cross your ankles. Arms stretched along the body. The tongue remains motionless. All attention is in the eyes. These were the instructions I was given as I knelt before my mistress, Anastasia Gree. Her studio, the Anastasia Gree Clip Store, specialized in unique and immersive foot worship experiences. This was my first time serving a woman's feet, and I felt both nervous and excited.
Anastasia Gree was known for her stunning beauty and alluring feet. She was wearing a delicate sandal that accentuated her slender ankles and high arches. Her toes were painted a soft pink color that matched the blush on her cheeks. As I gazed upon her, I could feel myself growing harder under my robe.
"Good, you're ready," Anastasia said softly, breaking the silence. She gracefully removed her sandal and placed her perfect foot gently in front of me. I could smell her foot through the robe, a sweet and musky scent that only made me more aroused.
"Take your time," she instructed. I hesitated, unsure of what she meant by that. Wasn't it better to show my devotion by worshipping her foot quickly? But I remembered her words: "All attention is in the eyes."
So, I began by gently kissing the arch of her foot, taking in the softness of her skin against my lips. I moved up to her ankle, taking in the slender tendon that ran up her leg. I continued to worship her foot with my eyes, taking in every detail of its beauty.
Anastasia shifted slightly, giving me better access to her foot. I felt her warm breath on my neck as I moved up to her instep, tracing the outline of her foot with my tongue. I could feel the blood rushing to my own foot, making it tingle in anticipation.
She moaned softly, and I knew that I was pleasing her. I continued to explore her foot with my tongue, paying particular attention to the ball of her foot and the heel. The more I worshipped her foot, the more aroused I became. I could feel my own cock straining against my robe, begging for release.
Finally, Anastasia lifted her other foot off the ground, presenting me with a view of her perfect toes. I couldn't resist any longer. I reached up and began sucking on each of her toes, one at a time. She moaned louder this time, and I could feel her body shudder under me.
As I worked my way back down to her heel, I felt a sudden warmth spread between my legs. I realized that I had cum in my robe, soaking through to my skin. I felt embarrassed but also incredibly turned on. I had never experienced such a strong physical response before.
Anastasia pulled her foot away slowly, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She reached down and grasped my chin, pulling my face up to meet her eyes. "You have a lot to learn about serving my feet," she said softly, "but I think you have the potential to be quite good at it."
She placed her foot back on the ground and stood up, adjusting her sandal. "Thank you for your service today," she said, "I'll see you again soon."
And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving me kneeling on the floor, my heart racing and my cock still hard. But I knew that I would do anything to serve her again.
