HUMAN OR ANIMAL

Strange question but relevant to this story, you will understand by the end of this True short story.........

I decided to start pushing My submissive’s limits, to see how much the boy would take for his Mistress. As a FemDomme Mistress I do enjoy experimenting with My boy and have so much fun especially when My sadistic side comes out, umm pure erotic pleasure.

So the boy was due to spend a few days with Me and I had already decided as to what would be explored.  W/we had partied the night before and so I knew the boy would be slightly hung-over (well very hung-over) and of course I did make him sleep on the floor at the side of My bed were the boy normally sleeps now ,with his collar and leash on and attached to My wrist, as well as his leather cuffs and anklets.  I had been up some time and had My breakfast tea early and had a giggle to Myself as to what I was about to do to the boy.

I walked very loudly into the bedroom and he was lying there fast asleep curled up like a little dog, I unclipped the handle of the leash from the bed and give it a firm tug, startling him out of his sleep and tugging on it with instructions to follow Me on all fours, his eyes were barely open and he was trying to comprehend what was happening to him but I wasn’t giving him time to think, walking fast and shouting instructions to him to be quick I lead him into the other room where the dog cage was waiting on him, ‘get in there, be quick’ I shout, he bangs his head then his knee trying to get into the cage quickly while I  kick his ass lol he tries quicker and manages it lol such fun, then I close the cage door, bend down and tell him to bark like a dog ‘woof woof’ he says ‘LOUDER’ I shouts, ‘Woof Woff’ he says again, ‘now thats better’ I said and with that I go out of the room leaving him all alone and I head for the kitchen trying to muffle My laughter and such a smile I had on My face, oohh I really was having fun.

I was having coffee and talking on the phone for a while and realised half an hour had passed so I decided to give it another 10mins, after all the boy is were he belongs in My cage. I lift the 2 bowls up and walk into the other room were the boy is and set the bowls on the floor one with food in it and another something to drink, I open the cage, instruct the boy to pass Me his lead and I tug on it and tell him to come out of the cage still on all fours and eat his breakfast with his his mouth only like a dog pmsl ooh I was so enjoying this, I attached his leash to a hook and I returned to the kitchen to have My breakfast, every now and then looking out to were the boy was eating and taking such pleasure in it, watching him eat and drink out of the bowls like a dog.

I finished and looked out and so had he so I go and unhook him and put him back into his cage and shut the door, telling the boy that I have decided to call him a different name while he is in the cage, as from now on when he is in the cage he will be known as My slave dog (human & animal). I stood watching him on his hands and knees in the cage, head bowed and I loved what I was looking at, I told him to make himself comfortable (laughing) as he was so cramped how could he be (laughing), with this I go and finish My morning routine and decide to forget about the slave dog for a bit till I had use for him.

Have a look at the picture I took of My slave dog on My pics.

Electric Blanket (no longer needed)  

My feet are always cold, if they are cold then I am cold so a couple of years back I decided to buy an electric blanket for My bed unbeknown to Me that its place under My beautiful body would be short lived.  I am a FemDomme so only the very privileged get to share My bed but only if it would be some use to Me otherwise the floor if you’re lucky.

For those who are not aware of My journals read back to the story of the painter who never left.

The boy has many uses and on one occasion during the winter I summons the boy up to cook and entertain Me, the night went good the meal was delicious and the boy made Me laugh so much, I had a pedicure and massage while lying at a beautiful roaring fire and the boy did good.  I decided that the boy would share My bed tonight and he would keep Me warm. Bedtime was creeping up and I was ready to retire for the night “boy” I said sternly “go into the bathroom shave and shower and return to Me and be quick” with this, the boy stupidly stumbling to get up and be quick but as he wasn’t expecting that command he was nervous so, if you can imagine the scene nervous scared look upon his face not knowing what I was up to, the boy nervously stumbles and stuttering replies “yyes MMMistress” and stumbles out the door to the bathroom lol such a funny sight, I enjoy the power I have over this boy lol.

 Very short time elapsed and the boy comes back in  nervously walking very cautiously into the room lol, “ok time for My bed” as I walk towards the door the boy standing there looking scared and not daring to move as I had not told him what was expected of him, “follow Me boy” as I move into the bedroom and watch the boy follow Me My sadistic side starts to imagine all sorts of things so I had to control My thoughts, if the boy only knew what really goes into My head sometimes hehe the colour would drain from him lol.  I sit on the edge of the bed and the boy knows to proceed to undress Me, first My shoes which the boy knows to take of gently then to briefly rub My feet then to wash them with his tongue making sure between the toes are paid attention to, then the boy continues to undress Me, paying attention not to jerk any clothing of Me to gently remove all items of clothing, the boy will not touch My naked body unless permission or a command is given, the boy has trained well and continue to please Me a lot but the boy still has a bit to go yet till I have him exactly the way I want him.  Next the puts My favourite top I like to wear in bed on and turns back My bed clothes, with this I slip into bed, the boy kneeling on the floor waiting for My next command, “boy get into My bed and lie at My feet and warm them” with this command he quickly gets into My bed at the bottom and curls his body around My feet, mmm I can feel the heat of his body already and My feet are loving the heat, aahhh as the heat embraces Me I realize the boy is to become My new bed warmer, with this I lift My foot and kick the boy hard and hear him wince lol just a reminder of where the boy belongs under My feet with this I rest My beautiful feet on his face and drift off to sleep. 

Punishment for a foot slave

First I would like to say thank you to My fans for your input and opinions for a suitable punishment for My foot slave who done the unthinkable (for a foot slave) and NEGLECTED his Mistress beautiful feet.

My neglected Beautiful feet.

He had been working hard all week so communication between us was by phone and texts so I knew he was tired and looking forward to getting home  to his dinner and relaxing ready for an early night as work comes early .  I had the night before decided what I had to do. 

I was annoyed for weeks as to the state of My feet and I was starting to get cross.

I picked My attire for the journey thoughtfully, My red leather trousers and black leather jacket along with My beautiful killer heels strappy sandals that showed My over grown toenails and neglected d the foot box with had all that was needed for the pedicure and into the car I went. I was laughing on the journey to the boys home as I knew he would be surprised but I was already thinking if I ever had to do this again he would be in serious trouble.  Pulling up outside his house I was laughing as to what was about to happen.

I rapped the door and seconds later he answered it and the look on his face was priceless, “hello surprise” and with that I push forward the pedicure box and stepped inside, “ put the kettle on boy, I will have tea” I walked on into the living room sat down , a few moments later the boy returned with My tea and a basin of warm water to soak My feet but it wasn’t going to be so simple this time, I laughed into Myself.

First the boy open the pedicure box and seen I had added a couple more things into it one was the gag, I had put this in just as a warning that should excuses or anything he said annoy Me he would be silenced, but this also was a signal to the boy that I wasn’t in the mood for any nonsense and that I meant business.

Firstly down on his knees where he belongs at My feet and always lower than Me, he cautiously lifted My foot up and bending his head to kiss My lovely shoe and foot he looked up to make sure he had permission, (I nodded My head granting it) with this I felt both his hands cradle My foot then I felt the heat and the softness of his lips softly kissing My foot, not just a peck but a lingering kiss that My feet adore so much, he took his time and kissed all bare skin that was showing  through My beautiful strappy sandals but he was also kissing My shoe as well as licking the length of My killer heel  with his tongue “good boy” I said, then he preceded to take My shoe off and again cradle My bare foot, he smells My scent, smells My feet,, smells inbetween My toes  and worshipping My foot with lingering kisses, then licking the arch of My foot something that is special to Me, it is one of the  erogenous zone for Me on My feet mmmmm so good, then getting on with the start of pedicuring My foot he licked the sole of My foot then putting his tongue in between each toe which is another erogenous mmmmm so hot, this is what he knows to do, he will wash My beautiful feet with his tongue first before any soaking, then he starts to file My foot removing any rough skin that should be there then this is the good bit,one of the new things in the box was a special file that had an attachment that catches all shaving of the skin, I make him lick My foot again, then I open up the new file and there it all is My skin “open your mouth boy” and I empty all of it into his mouth lol, take into his body his Mistress’s skin so that I am not only in his head but I AM inside him then he is allowed to soak My foot. Then he carefully takes My foot out of the water and cuts My neglected toenails and I laugh into Myself again, oohh so much fun, he knows no part of Me is to be wasted and he looks up at Me and is given the look to say “you know what to do with those toenails boy EAT them” lol then they are filed and he has to clean under them and eat everything and I watch with such a smile on My face considering he is still feasting on My toenails haha such a rush I get lol then another file on My sole and of course again he has to lick clean everything lol lol finally a last soak, dry them off, a little more worship to My foot and then he lies flat on the ground (I always get the urge to trample him and his face, which I have done many times before, but I hold back) he starts to paint them paying particular attention not to mess them up and perfect painting (after all he is the painter who came to paint My house and never left) now the same on My other foot lol

As soon as he was finished I got up, said goodbye and got into My car and home I went with beautiful feet once again.

Just had to repost this, seen it on cm and thought it says so much.

There is no greater reward than providing pleasure to a Domme by whatever means she desires.

.....It's not about the pain, it's about providing pleasure to those that need to inflict it.

Thank you to My admirer for this poem to My slaveboy and I.

He came along to decorate

But ended up with a different fate

Instead of time painting a wall

Most was spent at My call

On his knees giving Me a treat

Massage and pampering My lovely feet

Finally he got to use a brush

Toe nail painting - he did not rush

The punishment...

“aah not long now to My boy arrives” I think into Myself laughing, if he only knew what I have in My beautiful mind this time, more limits to push.  I found lately that the boy and I have been doing a lot of pushing limits, some were so exciting and some have been confusing for both of us in different ways, like the Gimp mask, such a rollercoaster, exciting, confusing, erotically addictive, it’s still hard to explain and I am going to keep on with the mask until I know all the  secrets that the mask holds and has to offer to a place I can settle Myself in saying “now I understand better what it is you do mask”, but that is another story.  So the following is one of punishment and one of My/O/our stories....

So he had arrived in the afternoon and all he knew was he was at his Mistress’s home to serve her in whatever way she deemed and he knew he would do whatever she wanted as he always did “ he’s a good little subslut”.

The boy had lit the fire in the living room as he had been instructed, I always like the heat, hate being cold but, for what I had planned to do on the boy that night I want heat for Me to enjoy and relax. I had instructed him to go get his cuffs and anklets from where they were stored this he did and brought them to Me in the living room. I instructed him to strip to his boxer shorts and I put his cuffs on his wrists and anklets on his feet.  After I had finished I told the boy to kneel, I took a few minutes to look at him, such a beautiful sight to My eyes and beautiful thoughts in My mind mmmm this is where all males should be at a WoMans feet on their knees and know their place as submissive to all Females.

Stand up boy and bend over My knee, this he did and I pushed down his boxer shorts, such a tight little ass and so pale, it needs colour, rosy I think lol  I lifted My hand and brought it down across his ass SMACK  and with this he squirmed on My knee, then another and another, ooh such rosy colour already I stated this spanking was not for nothing and that it was for something he did to displease Me during the week, this he took on board, he knew I was the Mistress and knew also if I wanted to do it for the fun of it, I would but this was for a punishment, I drew My hand back again and smack another carefully lead smack on his ass cheek this time on the right cheek which had started to turn rosy pink mm beautiful, smack, smack, he was wriggling and squirming on My knee. I then shifted My attention to the left ass cheek and started to smack, smack, smack aah, rosy, now he’s whining lol and squirming across My knee lol

Right up boy and lie down on the floor quickly, as he lies down on his back,  I straddle his face, My knees either side of his face, he knows what is coming next and I sit down fully on his face lol how is he going to breath “ when I let him lol “ I start to feel him trying to get some way to breath but am not going to make it that easy so I sit harder again with this I can feel him gasping for a breath so I shift and let a small amount in, with this he sucks as much air in as he possibly can within the few seconds I am allowing him to breath lol such fun I am having and pushing the boy to see what he is made off lol “impressive” I must say, I sit again stopping all air he can get and then the familiar feeling of him shifting and trying to suck air from somewhere, anywhere so I move and allow him to breathe again “good slave boy” , now I sit back and relax on his face but allowing him to breathe, so I light My cigarette and feed My addiction, while am sitting on top of the boys face I remember I need a ashtray “open your mouth boy” this he does and voila My ashtray, tap on My cigarette and down it falls into his waiting mouth, quickly I close his mouth and he knows to swallow it, “good little slave boy” I said, next I squeeze either side of his mouth, which he knows is the signal to open his mouth and I spit in his mouth, such a good little slave boy, My slave boy, am so happy with him lately, he then says “ thank you Mistress” your welcome boy your welcome. I tap his chin which he knows means I want his tongue out and another tap on My cigarette and ash directly onto his tongue and he swallows it, aahhh perfect little subslut. I decided just to sit there on his face and finish My cigarette, all the while the boy takes in My aroma, lucky for him...   

Now when will he deserve a punishment next, well I wait, next time I will be even more creative pmsl “poor little subslut” lol

I have had alot of offers lately offering to worship My feet and asking if I would tell who the lucky person is that  has the previliage to look after My feet so here you’s foot slaves are it is a slaveboy and foot slave, and My submissive “real time”  Ibanez!

These are O/our adventures as are all My journal entries and all true. would you like to live his life!?!

GOOD foot slave, My little slave boy “ Ibanez” .

“thats what I like about you, it’s My bare feet that keep you were you belong, My loyal foot slave.”

“mmmffff..”

“whats that your saying?”

“mmmmmm...mmmmffff...”

Resting My foot on his face, I pulled My bare toes out of his mouth to allow him to speak and started to wipe the saliva off My sole onto his cheek and all over his face.

“what did you say, foot slave?”

“Nn..nothing Mistress, i only said ‘yes Mistress”

“then that is not nothing, is it  footslave? are you lying to Me boy?”

“I hate lie’s with a passion!!” I replied

I started to grind My sole against his cheek , warning him to tread carefully to what he says or does next lol

He knew better than to pull away as it would only give Me cause to be more of a Bitch than I already am  lol

“open your mouth slaveboy” I said and he as usual knew to do this without hesitation, I spat in his mouth “thank you Mistress” he said, “good boy”.

“get onto your belly and lie flat boy”  with this command he knew to be quick as patience is a virtue I do not possess .

There was a mischievous edge to My voice and he had become good at hearing this but I tried to keep it out of My tone, if he had of looked up he would have seen a smile or smirk on My face as I liked to mind fuck with him and catch him out, not that I needed an excuse or reason as he did belong to Me “after all”  and so was My property to do with what ever I wished, lately I had been testing this now and then to see how deep his submitience was to Me, as there was plenty more waiting to take his place lol and I was well impressed of his subservience to Me.

I got up from My seat and moved around him, watching him lying there on the floor, I stood on his back with My bare feet and walked up to were his head was resting on the floor and I put My bare foot onto his face squishing his face against the floor, laughing into Myself I found this very amusing, he does belong to Me. I got off his back and moved to the seat again and said “ footslave get up and  My feet, they are resting on this cold floor”. He got up and scurried to My d them up onto his lap while he was prostrating at My feet.

I lifted My foot to his face and wiped it slowly up and down his face, pushing My toes against his nose and telling him to smell in between My toes, he inhaled deeply and I could see his trousers starting to bulge, I could see him sneaking a peak at My face, watching Me watching him “god I luv how I can make you react slaveboy” I said laughing.

I let him smell My toes and foot for a little while longer before I pushed My bare toes into his mouth, I began to watch him suck My beautiful toes and feel his tongue between each little toe mmm

I took My foot from the slaveboys mouth and placed My feet both on the ground then I crossed My legs and spat on the floor, I could see his brain working overtime thinking what is she gonna want me to do next, then I rubbed My beautiful red painted toes through the spittle and commanded he lift My foot up and clean it with his tongue, lick the spit from My foot and toes and told him he would be holding My foot up to his mouth not Me, “why would I hold My own foot up when I have a foot slave to do it for Me” and commanded him to show some love to My beautiful feet that he gets the honour of worshipping and  with this he said”  thank you Mistress for this privilege of worshipping your feet”.

Good slaveboy, good little footslave Ibanez!

My slave must always ensure

That I receive My pedicure

The beautiful sensation that I feel

As he lightly rubs and soothes My heel

Gently applying the moisturising cream

My faithful foot slave lives his dream

With My feet relaxed and no longer dry

The beautiful red nail polish he can now apply

thank you to My faithful fan for sending Me this beautiful poem on the subject I expressed.

For My toes a kiss; for My feet a rub

Now a new task for My loyal sub

After attending to My beautiful feet

His second use to become My seat

A place to take a well-earned rest

Eager and willing to fulfil his quest

At My beauty he starts to drool

Head bowed he is now My foot stool

The power that I start to feel

As I have him at My heel

He starts to massage the soles

Across the arch and down to the toes

Between each one he must suck

His tongue reaches to every nook

Satisfied not one inch has been missed

My feet finally can be kissed

The painter that never left (part 2)

The ‘boy’ is back, its 6pm and this is the ‘boys’ first time with this beautiful Domme who will soon become his Mistress and owner.

Are you still hungery then foot boy? The ‘boys’ face has a confused look as I say it,

The boy had just cooked his first meal for his new Mistress and is was good but I know he was nervous and also know he can do better.

I can see that the ’boy' truly wants to do anything to get to my feet but its not just my feet the’ boy' likes but serving is like earning them it makes it soo much better for the 'boy' and he will learn quickly or learn about Mistress’s special kisses lol

My feet need attention ‘boy’ cleaned and pedicure and lots of worship, now I know this is were the fun begins lol

he nods in acknowledgment, and slowly and nervously licks the bits of loose dirt off my feet that I’ve picked up while being barefoot, His warm tongue sliding from heel to toe, wiggling inbetween feeling him try to get his tongue out and as wide as possible to get as much as my sole on his unworthy tongue at once, going over and over My soles until they are both spotless, I love the feeling of the tongue on My soles I cant lie, especially on My arches, but as I can see from his pants, he may be enjoying it abit more. 'you’ve only been at it 2mins! hahahaha you are just so easily pleased, such a simple slave boy'

 push him over with My foot and place one foot, right on his hard cock, so I can feel with my toes what I have caused in such a short time 'pitiful self control, don’t worry I wont move my feet much.... don’t want you spent before the night has even begun

grinning menacingly at him, loving every second of him being teased and controlled and knowing he wants more!

now lie under my seat, so you are beneath my feet... were you belong!' the foot slave scurry’s on all fours as quickly as he can under my seat, as soon as he is there I place one foot directly onto his face squashing his nose under my toes and then trapping it between, and covering the mouth with the arch, forcing him to breathe the salty, sweaty moist air of my foot, But I care little if it is uncomfortable, or the aroma is overwhelming, He put himself here, now My slave, and I use 'it' how I want right now I’m making him live his life beneath my pretty feet while I am relaxing, exactly how it should be!. I place the other foot onto his chest, I rise my heel and arch slightly, putting the pressure of the foot all into my toes.
'My feet are tired, massage 1 foot while you use your head, face, nose, eyes, mouth, tongue, breath to worship the other foot... after all you belong to Me, so I can do what I want with My slave'
The ‘boy’ starts softly kissing the arch of My cute sensitive foot, feeling a foot slaves lips on My sole is therapeutic but satisfying seeing the 'boy' being forced to live beneath My soft feet, making him breathe only the air of them, see only what is beneath them and smell only them.
His hands come up to My foot on his chest, fingers and thumbs find themselves under My toes and the ball of My foot, he starts to lightly rub the pink pads of My toes, having to be careful on how much pressure is applied as they must feel soo delicately soft between those fingers and thumbs, its instantly calming, I just lie back in comfort letting My foot slave do all of the work. Those kisses have soon turned to licks, watching the 'boy' get his tongue out as far as he possibly can, trying to reach My ankle from under my heel, beginning to slowly move up My heel, his unworthy wet tongue feels refreshing on my tired sweaty feet, the salvia helping to cool My warm soles from being on them all day, moving slowly upwards but swirling around My heel in a circular motion, while working his thumbs down to the ball of My foot moving in slow circles, almost gliding along the smooth silky skin of My soles, then carrying on down My arch, slowly and in such a sensitive part of My foot My toes wiggle and curl in reaction to the slaves touch. My other foot wiggles and curls on his face beneath my foot showing just how sensitive my feet are. Now I’m totally relaxed, not even attempting to spread any weight of My feet evenly just letting them stay were and how they are, my comfort is all that matters, 'it' is merely a foot boy, My foot boy, using the 'boy' how I please.
His tongue reaches the ball of My foot now the most ticklish place on my sole, moving sideways quickly with his Silvia drenched tongue makes My toes wiggle and curl and flex even more, as they do so, the foot boy moans with pleasure, making me smile seeing how he can be so overwhelmingly satisfied by just being beneath My feet, and what’s more I’m doing nothing with them AND they are sweaty, I almost think it is totally pathetic.... but then that would imply its pathetic to be beneath My feet, licking and caressing them, which of course is a privilege, especially to a foot loving slave!
the thumbs are now at My heel applying a little more pressure to them, using his fingers to work the sides and just below My ankles, This is how I want to sit for the rest of MY life with a foot slave beneath ME.
his tongue inbetween My toes, each one reacting to the touch, curling ever so slightly, tapping his face with My soft pads , leaving little Silva spots on his face, 'suck My toes now' sending this lowly foot slave to heaven is soo easy, and taking it away is just as simple, knowing that himself, he doesn’t hesitate to do what I tell him without delay, feeling his tongue twirl around each toe and then dip inbetween, is very unique, His eyes are rolling with the pleasure, and can see he has been hard for some time, must be gagging for a release but I don’t care, his pleasure is of no concern right now, cleaning my feet is his only purpose right now! hearing the slurping of him sucking on My toes makes me laugh at how much of a kick he is getting from this. I bring my feet up from his mouth, and just dangle it slightly hovering above him, giving a full view of My sole, a few droplets of saliva drip onto his face, as I look down at the 'boy', mesmerized at My feet (again) 'now swap feet and do that all again foot boy!' Of course I need only to tell him once and he does the exact same again.

Now boy time for My pedicure, move quickly now….

gently dabbing my silky feet with the sponge, cleaning, and rinsing, both feet were now spotless (again). ' how do they feel in your hands?' trying to break concentration from My feet he answered 'like silk, I cant imagine better feet... I could do this forever' I didn’t need to reply, a grin gave all he needed to know (that he probably would do this forever). 'Dry them' I take them out and place them on his lap, of course he’s rock hard.... who could blame him.
as if he was drying something as delicate as a baby he starts dabbing and moving in small circular movements to dry both feet, the towel glides over and under My feet, with a tiny nip between my toes. 'lie down in front to blow dry them too' he does so instantly, as low as possible to the ground chin on the floor with my sweet feet directly in front of him, less than a inch from his face, with a teasing wiggle of my toes, tapping him with the pads of My toes on his slave nose, he begins to blow and nice line of cool air between My toes and on the tops too, I lift My feet to reveal My innocently pink soles, feeling that cool air right at the back of My heel is soothing. 'now pedicure My feet' Giving them a light rub over with a pumice stone, (not much rubbing is needed) 'now My nails' gets to work trimming, filing making sure everything is done well, he takes his time, which is relaxing even more, now My beautiful red nail polish and finally some moisturizer to keep them soft, which he massages into my soles, tops and toes. 'how do they look?' .... 'beyond perfect' 'well that is what I ask for, I think this is the start of a new purpose in life for you, now we both know what you want. I hope you are as happy

with your new life as I am...'I said to the boy and he replied 'Of course I’ve wanted nothing else, I couldn’t live any other way' Thank you Mistress.

Resting my feet teasingly on his cock 'A life of pleasure and luxury is what I deserve, and it is what I shall have'.....

The painter that never left (part 1)

I can see that 'the boy' truly wants to do anything to get to My feet but its not just My feet 'the boy' likes but serving is like earning them it makes it soo much better for 'the boy' which to Me is a very good quality... not to mention useful.

That moment Seeing ‘the boy’ on his knees, looking, watching My feet, practically giving Me control of his life, that moment I knew life for Me was just going to be better, It is already great but I deserve better. Of course I always knew that but today ‘the boy’ now knows that and he will make it better whatever the cost....
of course he is submissive, but now I know what he truly wants, I would be a bad Mistress if I did not help, but what he wants is My feet and to serve Me to get them. How convenient for Me....

Looking down at 'the boy' looking ridiculous, even pathetic, before Me I ask 'Your Mine then? so everything you have is Mine, and in return you serve Me and My feet... and maybe I dont tell a few people about your new hobbies' giving Me a nod, then telling Me its all he wanted since he knew he liked feet, and that none compare to Mine... of course I did not need to be told that! I smirk and mockingly say 'well thats what you want, come back here  tomorrow.

The next day I am up around 8am.Later a knock at the door, my new slave is here, opening the door to see him there with a nervous smile on his face, of course he cant help but look down to see what I’ve got on My feet... My favourite Boots. He cant stop starring, I know already I have him, I tell him to come in, he does so nearly tripping over the doorstep, part of Me feels I should pity him, being vulnerable to be made to do whatever I want simply because he is soooo easily 'distracted' but I close the door and instruct him to have a cup of tea with Me, as I walk down the hallway I can feel his eyes follow every little movement of My feet, makes me totaly forget about pity and remember how much fun this is!

“They are probably a little sweaty from being in Mistress’s boots”, I can hear his mind thinking , which I’m sure just turns him on faster....

'Today you will earn these! I know exactly what you want, and you haven’t got a clue what I want... yet! but really it doesn’t matter, you are just here to DO ! aren’t you' answering Me with barely a sentence, just too mesmerized on My feet even when I’m just standing there, cant blame him though.
'Right you are going to paint My living room,  I’m not easy, perhaps I will reward you by letting you pamper me.

A few hours past and My new little slave boy is busy painting My living room, he is working well and as I past the door every now and then I can see the results coming on beautifly, soon I will have a beautiful fresh painted living room to relax in and where ‘the boy’ will enter into My world and become Mine, laughing inside Myself I cant help it, he doesn’t know whats about to hit his little world lol

All finished, I go into inspect the end results and am well pleased with the room and ‘the boy’ so decide to inform him that he should come back another time for us to spend time together, well I don’t want to spoil him too much, do I. lol

Looking for a Bisexual female submissive/slave

Hello,

I am now looking for a female bisexual submissive/slave to join My family, minimum age 35 please donot contact Me if you are younger, she would have to be able commit time to Me, worship Me, and be experienced. In return she will get the gift to serve Me and be in My life.  I do have a male submissive/slave and he will be lower in the order than her as he is a man.

you would need to be local or be able to get to Me when summoned. 

I am a Foot GODDESS !

I have always had a foot kink and a longing deep down to have My feet worshiped, to me there is nothing better than knowing the feeling of pleasure and power from having someone licking My feet and sucking My toes but I didn't know that My kink was about to become one of My biggest fetishes and became embedded deep within Me body and soul, but trouble was were was I going to find someone who loved to worshiped feet with their body and soul.

I accidently found that someone and the following story is My tale into the world of foot worship.

 The first time I had him play with my feet was unforgettable. I'll never forget the way his tongue and mouth felt on my toes and arch/heel. If you get someone that can really suck and play well it's comparable to cunnilingus for me.  Mine was interesting. Having a tongue between your toes, or your toes in another person's mouth, is a feeling unlike any other. I could seriously lay there and have it done to me for hours! Resisting the urge to rub my other foot in their face and gag them with the one that they're occupied with, though... that's a challenge.

I am lucky in some weeks that circumstances has it that I have a couple of days in the city with My happy foot slave. he enjoys worshiping My feet and also enjoys Me "forcing" him to worship My feet. Often as soon as I wake up I put My feet in his face to receive worship and rubbing.

The "forcing" aspect is enjoyable also, though we both know that it really isn't forcing at all. Sometimes when I come home or go to his place I expect him to lie on his back on the floor under My throne (special favorite chair) and shower kisses on the souls of My beautiful feet and suck passionately on My toes. Sometimes My feet are somewhat dirty and he is expected to lick them clean (I admit this he does without  hesitation and just obeys).

So it is not far-fetched, you just need to find someone who is a good match for you, cares for you and vice-versa, and enjoys giving foot worship. The first two of those are standard for most any romantic relationship, the last one is tougher but there are plenty of men who enjoy it but hopefully you will be find someone who loves it, body and soul.

Personally, I would never even think of a relationship ever if the other person didn't enjoy giving feet worshipped. 

Hi All!

Just had to use this for My first journal entry as it says exactly what I need to say, and a thank you to the person who originally wrote it. 

Can a Romantic relationship still be a Kink?  I think so, and from reading on other sites, that is what many of us want, a Vanilla Relationship that incorporates Kink to keep it real for both partners.

I can tell, you from experience, that if your only living for the Kink, eventually your going to get arrested or worse but if your relationship is full of communication and honesty, then keeping the Fetish or Kink real is as natural as those relationships that aren't.  I want a sub sex partner with a drive to match my own, who is experimental and creative as I am, who wants the love and passion of sharing together out of the sex and I do; is that too much to ask of ourselves and our "loved-ones"?

I have always dated the rainbow, when it comes to partners and believe me, there is many of us out there to have relationships with.  Our choices to remain closed-minded leave us with fewer choices and fewer options in our lives and when we close ourselves off, we choke love before it begins.

I offer a Collar of love and the Possession of truth to those who are looking for more than either Kink or Vanilla but a blending of both.  Are you?