She's The Boss
(Posted on Thursday, July 12, 2001)
This story was submitted by JD.

I have had an extreme foot fetish for as long as I can remember. Up until recently I have kept it to myself. Recently my love of the female foot was uncovered by a most unlikely person, the wife of my boss. She is a beautiful woman at 35 with a slim body, small breasts and a great ass. She also has a pair of the sexiest feet that I have ever seen. I have had many fantasies about her and her beautiful feet, but I thought that I'd never get any where near her pretty feet. I was about to get all of her feet, but not quite how I had fantasied it.

It all started when my boss and his wife, along with their kids, were going on vacation. He asked me if I would housesit and take care of their pets. I agreed to watch the house, so I arrived at their house before they left to get the key and to get house-sitting instructions.

I knocked on the door and Laurie answered it. There she was wearing cutoff jeans, a t-shirt and flip flops. I got an instant hard-on looking at her pretty feet. She smiled and said, "You got here just in time. We are running late."

She then explained to me that they would be taking their RV and camping. They were only going about 50 miles away and she would probably be stopping back during the week. I couldn't take my eyes off of her feet and was having trouble following what she was saying.

Finally she said, "Earth to John. Are you spacing out?" I stammered out some nonsense about being tired to which she said, "Yeah right. Well, we need to go. See you during the week."

After they left, I made myself comfortable. First stop was Laurie's closet to check out her shoe collection. If I couldn't have those feet, I would do the next best thing. She had about 30 pairs of shoes ranging from sneakers to platform sandals and plenty of pumps. Since tomorrow would be Saturday, I had plenty of time to enjoy myself. I began by smelling her shoes one at a time. I was in heaven. The smell of her feet and the leather was giving me a raging hard-on.

Since I was alone in the house, I stripped naked and went into the living room with a pair of her shoes and my favorite foot fetish video. I also had found a photo of Laurie in a bikini and barefoot. I put the video in and placed the photo next to me. With my nose buried in one of her shoes and my cock in the other, I sniffed and humped like a wildman. Alternating between the video and the photo, it didn't take long before I shot my load. I came all over and in her shoe.

After I recovered, I decided to go to bed. I slept well and woke up around 10 o'clock. As I sat there in bed, I thought I heard a noise, so I went into the living room to see what was going on. I walked up behind the couch and saw that my foot fetish video was playing on the big screen TV. I was thinking, "What the hell is going on?" as I stepped around the couch to turn off the video.

"Leave it alone. It's just getting good."

I turned around and there was Laurie sitting there with her shoes and photo from the night before. I had left them out when I went to bed.

"So what do we have going on here?" She asked as she pointed to her shoes and photo."

"Nothing is going on," I said.

"I wonder what my husband would think of this? Should I call him and find out?"

"No, please don't call him. He wouldn't understand." I pleaded.

She looked at me with an evil smile and said, "Understand what you just said. 'There was nothing going on.'"

As I looked at her and was trying to talk my way out of it, I still couldn't stop looking at her feet. She had the same cutoffs and flip flops from the night before.

"Let me guess what's going on here. It's pretty obvious that you have a thing for girls' feet. It looks like you were having fun with my shoes."

At this point I figured that there was no sense bullshitting, so I told her, "I'm sorry, but I coundn't help sniffing your shoes. Your feet are so beautiful."

Putting her long slender fingers in her shoe, she said, "It looks like you did more than just sniff my shoes. Did you jerk off in my shoe?"

I didn't know what to say at this point. She seemed to be thinking, so I just stood there in my underwear and looked at her pretty feet. As I stood there, my cock was rock hard and I was having trouble hiding it.

Finally she spoke, "Well, we have a problem here. I can't act like this never happened, now can I? You need to be taught a lesson, don't you agree? What I propose is in return for me not telling my husband, which would cost you your job, you take your punishment like a man."

I asked her, "What punishment?"

She smiled and said, "I'm deciding that now." She looked at me and said, "To begin with, you can stop trying to hide your silly hard-on and lose the shorts. Now!"

As I stood before her naked, she took my shorts and threw them across the room. "Hands by your side. You stand there until I get back," she said.

She walked away towards her bedroom. I stood in her living room naked and wondered what she had in store for me. When she returned, she had a pair of handcuffs, a pair of panties and a hair cutting razor. "Hands behind your back." She snapped the cuffs on and said, "Open your mouth." She then stuffed the panties in my mouth. "That's to keep you quiet while we begin your punishment."

Next she pushed me down on the couch and climbed on top. She sat on my chest and grabbed my balls. Then she stuck her feet in my face and said, "Time for a trim."

She turned on the razor and began to shave my pubic hair off. When she finished her shaving, she helped me back to my feet and brought a mirror to show me her handiwork. I was completely bald down there. "How do you like it?" She asked laughing.

I could not speak with her panties in my mouth. The best that I could do was to make a noise which seemed to amuse her even more. She then reached out and grabbed my cock and said, "Come with me slave boy." She led me to the middle of the room and told me to stand. She grabbed a straight back chair from the kitchen and brought it to where I stood. She sat down and told me to lay across her lap. She grabbed my hair and turned my head toward the wall. I noticed a mirror was there, so I could see everything that was happening. "I want you to watch this slave boy. Do you understand?"

She then began to give me a spanking. As I watched, I saw a smile spread across her face."Isn't this more fun than jerking off in my shoes?"

After a while, she tired of spanking me and told me to stand up. She then had me turn my ass to the mirror so that I could see how red it had become. Next she said, "Okay slave boy. I'm going to take out those panties, but before I do you need to know the rules. First, you will speak only when spoken to. Second, you will address me as Mistress Laurie. Third, you will do whatever I say without question. Do you understand?"

I nodded that I did and she pulled out the gag. She went behind me and once again grabbed my balls. "This is just to show you what happens if you don't obey." She then squeezed my balls and I went to my knees. She moved around in front of me and sat on the couch. "Okay slave boy. I think you'll like this part. Crawl over here and smell my feet."

I did as I was told. I almost forgot to say, "Yes Mistress Laurie." At last I was at her feet as I smelled them one at a time. I thought it was worth it even to spend 30 seconds smelling her feet.

"How do they smell slave boy? Was it worth it?"\

"Yes it was worth it. I love your beautiful feet," I said.

"I guess you do. Now using your tongue, remove my flip flops."

I went down to her feet and did my best to remove her flip flops. I was now getting my first taste of her feet. They were salty and delicious. I ran my tongue down the side of her foot in my attempt to remove her shoes.

"I said to take off my flip flops, not lick my feet naughty boy. Now get those shoes off fast or we stop right here."

I couldn't bear the thought of leaving her beautiful feet, so I quickly grabbed her flip flops in my teeth and pulled them off. Her feet were even more beautiful up close and bare.

"Now you can kiss my feet began with each toe. Then lick the rest of the top of my foot. Last but not least, lick my soles. When you finish that, you will suck my toes until I tell you to stop. Begin now!"

I went to work kissing her feet. I was in heaven. I serviced her feet in the order that I was told. Mistress Laurie told me when to move on to the next part. Needless to say, my cock was twitching by now and dripping pre-cum while I sucked her feet. She had me service her feet for about an hour. I could have gone on all day.

"All right slave boy. You have taken your punishment like a man. Now I think that you have even earned a reward. How would you like to fuck my feet?"

I thought I would come right then. "I would love to make love to your feet, Mistress Laurie."

She then instructed me to lie on my back at her feet. She then wrapped her feet around my cock and began to slowly stroke up and down. Her smooth soft feet  were driving me crazy. I felt the cum building up when she said, "I forgot to tell you that you must ask my permission to cum."

I said, "Please Mistress Laurie. May I come?"

She had that wicked smile on her face again and said, "Not just yet slave boy."

Then she stopped stroking my cock and let my orgasm subside. She began stroking it again slowly when she figured that I could take it again. She went on teasing my cock like this for about an hour. Every time that I asked permission to cum, she would stop. Finally, I was reduced to a blubbering fool pumping the air with my cock while she laugh at me. Finally I screamed "Please Mistress Laurie! May I cum?"

She said, "Yes, slave boy. You may cum."

This time she continued to stroke and I came like never before. I shot a wad straight up into the air and it came down all over her feet.

"Oh God! Thank you Mistress Laurie."

She said, "You're welcome slave boy. And I hope you have learned something today. The next time, just tell me when you want my feet again. This was fun."

With that, she took off the cuffs and went off looling tired, thinking of the next time.