Training Mary's Foot Fetish
Remembering the incidents with Mary, Bia decided to take matters into her own hands. The building's shoe-sniffing neighbor had been caught multiple times by now, and it was time to see if she could be trained out of her foot fetish.
Bia was nervous yet determined as she entered Mary's apartment. She wore a tight-fitting black dress that hugged her curves, accentuating her voluptuous figure. In her hand, she carried a small bag containing various items for the training session.
"Hello, Mary," Bia greeted with a calm voice, shutting the door behind her.
"Oh, hi Bia," replied Mary, looking surprised but somewhat relieved. "Um, what are you doing here?"
"I've come to help you, Mary," replied Bia with a reassuring smile. "I've seen what you've been up to, and I think we can work on it together."
Mary swallowed hard, her heart racing. This was a surprise visit, to say the least. Bia walked over to a chair and sat down, opening her bag on the floor beside her. She pulled out a pair of black high heels, similar to what she was wearing but larger in size.
"Now, Mary, I've prepared something special for today's training," Bia explained as she slid her feet out of the shoes she wore and into the ones she had brought. "These are my shoes, and they're much bigger than yours. I want you to focus on how it feels to have something so much bigger in your mouth."
Mary nodded hesitantly, her eyes fixed on the shoes in front of her. Bia stood up and approached Mary, who tensed up instinctively. Bia kneeled in front of Mary and placed one foot on her lap, gently pressing it down.
"Now, Mary, I want you to start by just getting used to the size," Bia instructed softly. "Take your time and get comfortable with it."
Mary closed her eyes, taking slow deep breaths as she felt the pressure of Bia's foot on her lap. The smell of leather and sweat filled her nostrils, sending shivers down her spine. With trembling hands, she reached out and started rubbing the foot in front of her.
Bia watched intently as Mary began to touch and caress her foot, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. She noticed how Mary's breathing became deeper and faster, and she could see her nipples harden under her dress. This was working better than she had hoped.
"Good job, Mary," Bia praised softly. "Now, I want you to take the next step and start sucking on my toes."
Mary's eyes widened in surprise, but she nodded hesitantly. She leaned forward, pressing her face closer to Bia's foot. With shaking hands, she gently massaged Bia's arch and then moved up to the toes, licking them slowly.
Bia closed her eyes, letting out a soft moan as she felt Mary's tongue on her toes. It sent waves of pleasure through her body. This was exactly what she needed.
"That's it, Mary," Bia encouraged softly. "Keep going. Suck on them like you mean it."
Mary hesitated for a moment before finally opening her mouth wide and taking Bia's toe into her mouth, sucking gently at first and then harder. The sensation was overwhelming, and she could feel herself getting closer to the edge.
Bia watched as Mary's face turned red and flushed with arousal, her mouth working on Bia's toes. She felt a rush of power and control over the situation. She knew that Mary was getting what she deserved, and it filled her with a strange sense of satisfaction.
After a few minutes of intense sucking, Bia pulled her foot away from Mary's mouth, leaving it gaping open in surprise. "That's enough for today, Mary," she said softly. "You've done well."
Mary looked up at Bia, her eyes filled with confusion and desire. She wasn't sure what had just happened or how she felt about it. All she knew was that she wanted more.
Bia stood up and made her way towards the door, picking up her shoes as she went. "Tomorrow we'll continue with more intense training," she said over her shoulder. "Don't forget to practice on your own."
As the door closed behind her, Mary was left alone, feeling both exhilarated and terrified. She wasn't sure what had just happened or where this newfound desire was going to take her. All she knew was that she was hooked, and there was no going back.
