Under the Heel Of A Lady I
I look at the sight before me as I unlace my boots. He is kneeling on the floor nearly breathless with anticipation watching the laces come undone. His cock standing at attention.
Do you like what you see my pet? I ask while placing the boots next to the chair.
“Yes my Lady” he whimpers.
I caress his face with one perfectly polished toe. His cock begins to twitch. A small bead of precum glistens on the tip.
Do you know what I want? I ask.
“Yes my Lady” he whispers
He takes my foot in his hands, running his thumbs along the arch and in-step, over the heel and up to the ball of my foot. Cradling the heel of my foot in his hand he brings my toes to his lips and begins to kiss and nibble each toe.
My other foot I slide up and down the inside of his thigh, so close to where he wants me, but never touching his cock. He’s shaking now….I hide a smile behind my hand. I continue to tease him as he lies back on the floor, my toes dancing across his chest, cradling his face, tracing the edges of his ears. I press my feet lightly against his nose and he breathes deeply the smell of sweat and leather. He moans softly looking at me. His eyes begging for more. I slip a toe past his lips and he licks and suckles like a babe moaning quietly.
His hand begins to reach for his cock. I snatch my foot away. He turns bright red at this violation of the rules in our little game.
I stand up and begin to chastise him for this loss of control. He whimpers sweet apologies and begs me to forgive him.
His pleas fall on deaf ears for a Lady does not tolerate disobedience from her servants. I open the drawer in the end table and take out the chastity device, placing it upon his cock. He begins to beg more earnestly for mercy but he shall have none.
I leave the room to place the key in the jewelry box in the bedroom.
When I come back he is kneeling in front of the chair tears welling so sweetly.
You are to wear this for the next 7 days pet. If you behave, I will unlock it on the 7th day and we may continue. I tell him.
“Yes, my Lady” he whimpers.
I dismiss him from the my House with an air of dissapointment regarding his behavior.
He dresses quietly and leaves.
I wait an hour before I send him the first picture. It’s going to be a wonderful week.
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