“I need to have you fetch me
something and then kiss my feet while I enjoy it, but I can’t think of what I
want.”
“Orange
pop?” Alex spoke into the wall.
“Do
we have orange pop?”
“I
bought some yesterday.”
“Orange
pop sounds good.”
Alex
kept his nose pressed to the wall, up on his toes. “Would you like it, now?”
“Yes.”
Alex
let his heels touch the carpet and immediate relief spread up his legs. He
pulled his face back, releasing his nose from contact with the wall. He took a
couple of uneasy steps as the strain and fatigue in his leg muscles made him
not trust trying to walk. Feeling returned, and he walked into the kitchen. He
filled a glass with ice and poured a can of orange pop in, slowly letting it
fill in from the side to minimize the lost fizz. The head of his cock peeked
over the countertop. Nothing like being naked in a kitchen to make him feel
humiliated and nothing like feeling humiliated to bring rigidity to his wounded
member, reminding him how naked he was in a kitchen. And on into perpetuity.
He
brought Kimberly’s drink in held high above his erection. He knelt at her feet
with the drink held up, and she took it from him and sipped. She crossed her
legs and lifted her raised foot up under his chin. “Don’t my toes look pretty?”
Alex
nodded as he drew in breath with his mouth closed, enjoying the scent of her
foot. He waited patiently for the kiss he yearned to give. “Yes, Ma’am.”
“You
were punished for your mistakes, but for your first time, you didn’t do too
poorly. I suppose you’re due for a reward. Lie down.” Kimberly brought her
heels up to the couch’s edge.
Alex
rolled over and lay parallel with the couch. He scooted up till his face was
where Kimberly directed, just under her feet hanging over. When he was still,
she slowly dropped them down. They lightly kicked in the air inches above him,
then touched, a heel on his chin and the other on his cheekbone. Both went
flat, the ball of one foot pressing against his forehead, the other settling
next to his nose. His mouth covered by her arch. Kimberly peeked down at him,
smiling. He could only see her around her left foot which covered the inside
halves of his eyes and obscured his vision. She sipped from her glass of orange
pop. She tapped the ball of her foot against his lips, and Alex kissed. She
grabbed his bottom lip with her dexterous toes and tugged his mouth open. She popped
her big toe in. Alex closed his lips around it and moaned as Kimberly dipped it
in and out. She pulled it all the way out and slowly passed her foot across his
mouth, letting Alex place passionate kisses along the length to her heel. She
rested that foot on his chest and ran her left foot over his mouth the same
way, letting him cover it with more passionate kisses. Alex’s eyes drooped
closed, opened, and drooped closed again, as he moaned and kissed.
Kimberly giggled. “You
look like you’re really getting to kiss me.”
“I
am really getting to kiss you.”
“Aww,
that was cute. Say that again.”
As
he started to, she popped her foot into his mouth, muffling his words. She
reached for the remote control on the side table and turned on the TV. “Let me find
one of my Tivo’ed shows to watch while you enjoy my feet.”
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