1. CLEANING DUTIES


    Date: 9/13/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: leo11169, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    buttocks, bouncing ever so slightly with each step he took. She bit her bottom her lip as her eyes wandered lecherously over his body, her head brimming with ideas of all sorts of cruel, torturous punishments to subject him to, but one in particular stood out from the rest. &#034Slave, come here,&#034 announced Freya, turning away from Edward so as to conceal her blatant desire. Almost immediately, he appeared standing to her side. &#034Is that where you present yourself when I summon you?&#034 she asked, her eyebrows raised in question. &#034No, mistress, beg my pardon,&#034 said Edward as he fell to his knees and crawled into position before her. He looked up at her obsequiously, awaiting his next instruction. &#034Take my shoes and socks off.&#034 Edward lowered his head as he unlaced her trainers, placing them behind him and tucking the socks inside after removing them. Freya breathed a sigh of relief as her delicate feet were released from their sweaty confines. She rubbed the ball of her foot against the bridge of the other and stretched her legs out so that she could wiggle and curl her toes right in front of Edward's bewildered face. She sighed again, more suggestively this time, as she teased the boy with her display. Freya knew how helplessly addicted he was to her feet, to any part of her body in fact, simply because they belonged to the goddess that he devoted himself to. &#034I worked up such a sweat today,&#034 she said, swaying her foot back and forth beneath ...
    Edward's nose like a pendulum, &#034and before my shower, I think it's only right that you give my feet a tongue bath. Don't you agree?&#034 &#034Yes, mistress,&#034 he uttered, captivated by the slender foot hovering before him. &#034Can you smell how sweaty they are?&#034 Edward closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. &#034Yes, mistress,&#034 he replied, his voice hoarse with lust. &#034No, I don't think you can smell from back there.&#034 Freya thrusted the ball of her foot directly into his face. Edward almost lost his balance from the sudden f***e, causing his mistress to emit a deriding snicker. He inhaled the moist, saline aroma as she ground her foot into his face, like she was stubbing out a cigarette. &#034Now clean it, bitch,&#034 she ordered, and Edward began to pepper her toes with faint kisses. &#034No, no NO!&#034 hissed Freya and she leant forward and struck his right cheek with a vicious slap. &#034I'm not here to indulge your disgusting little foot fetish. You're here to clean my feet! Now stick your tongue out.&#034 She slid back into the couch as Edward complied. She placed her heel on his outstretched tongue and drew it downwards, feeling it glide along the arch, up to the ball and off the tip of her toes. She repeated this a few more times, wiping her foot along his tongue like it was a doormat. &#034See? Long strokes. I want you to lick up all of that sticky sweat.&#034 Edward set about his task in accordance with Freya's demonstration. He worked his way ...
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