I found a girl who seemed like she specialized in foot play and I first contacted her a few months ago. She told me to send her an email explaining my fantasies and limits, whether I had any special requests (stinky feet etc) and, finally, how I had imagined a scene, so that she could tell me the cost. I told her that I was mostly looking for a nice, clean pair of feet to worship, but I was also curious about things like foot slapping and foot gagging, if she was comfortable with a more domme role. Perhaps some spit play, some humiliation and degradation, too.
She told me that a simple foot worship session was 80€ for one hour, but if I wanted the other stuff too, it was 120. I chose the first option, just to feel her out first, and we arranged to meet some time after that. I was so nervous that I hadn't eaten anything all day, so a weight lifted when I finally met her. She was older than me, probably in her late 30's, but she was pretty and had a girl-next-door kind of vibe, very casual and cheery. I gave her the money in advance and off came her shoes. Her feet were very hot, petite and well-manicured, just like in her pics.
We made ourselves comfortable (ie we got almost butt naked), she at the head of the bed and me at the foot, and I started giving her a little footrub, which lasted a while as we made small talk. I finally took the plunge and put her toes in my mouth, but, well... it felt really stupid, no other way to describe it. However, she seemed to be into it, so I tried to close my eyes and enjoy the moment for a couple of minutes. The feeling didn't dissipate. I had worshipped my ex girlfriend's feet countless times in the past and that would always get me hard as a rock, but I just couldn't get into it with her. I took her toes out of my mouth and apologetically told her that I wasn't really feeling it.
She immediately started worrying and asked if her feet were dirty or something, but I reassured her that there was nothing wrong with her, her feet were really beautiful - I just couldn't really get in the mood, the whole thing was feeling kinda weird.
She told me we could stop if I wanted to or we could just hang out and get to know each other better, cause maybe that would make it less weird for me. We had 50' left, so I started massaging her feet again while we talked. She took more a lead this time, asking me some personal questions, trying to get me to loosen up.
She asked me why I chose her, so I told her that she seemed very foot-fetish friendly in her and she had very pretty feet. She then asked me if I had any other foot fetish experience, so I told her a little bit about my ex and what we used to do. She was very interested in that, asking me more questions like if my ex ever really dominated me. We had some fun back and forth, laughing and bitching about our exes, until she asked me why I sought out an escort in the first place.
I didn't have time to answer though, because her phone started ringing. She asked me if it was okay to pick up, telling me it'd just be a second. I told her I didn't mind and just kept on massaging her feet while she talked on the phone. A couple of minutes later she hung up, apologized to me once more then started rapid-fire texting. I once again told her I didn't mind and that she could take her time - we still had like half an hour left and I was actually enjoying giving her a massage.
She asked me if I was sure, I reassured her, she shrugged and then got immediately back to her phone.
I don't know how much time had passed - must have been like 7-8 minutes or so - but I suddenly realized she had stopped texting. I asked her if she was just scrolling on her phone while I worked.
She put her phone down and looked at me, with a hint of a smile on her face. She told me she was actually just re-reading my email, the one detailing my kinks and fantasies.
I didn't say anything, but I felt my heart beating faster. There were some pretty embarrassing fantasies there, now that I was thinking about it. It was easy to put them on paper and send them to someone I had never met, but now that there was an actual person in front of me reading them and feeling *amused* by them, that was an entirely different thing.
She seemed to take my silence as a leave to get back to my email, so she focused on her phone once more. I didn't know what to do, so I kept on massaging her feet, while my heart was anxiously thumping in my chest. Soon enough, I was pitching a tent in my boxers, for the first time that evening.
It didn't go unnoticed by her. She asked me if things stopped "feeling weird" like the did before and if I wanted to give her toes another taste. I didn't need to be asked twice and I eagerly took her toes in my mouth once again.
"Good boy," I heard her laughing in front of me. She started teasing me about how I only got hard after getting ignored by her, and then she opened the TV behind me. She told me that she was going to enjoy herself, since that's what apparently gets me hard and then I heard her flicking through the channels.
I didn't even really know something like getting ignored could turn me on, but the way she was acting really did the trick; I pulled my dick out and started jerking off while I was sucking on her toes.
Almost immediately, her other foot came crashing down on my cheek, with a thunderous slap.
"Oh, shit, oh shit!!" I heard her saying and she shuffled off the head of the bed, rushing over to check on me. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it for it to be so hard... I just felt you would enjoy it."
I once again reassured her that I did enjoy it and that was all she needed. She slipped back into a domme persona on the spot. She grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulled my head back and forced me off the bed, making me kneel in front of her.
She then crossed her legs and smiled threateningly at me from above. "Kiss my toes," she whispered after a small pause and guided my head down towards her pointed foot.
I started kissing all over fervently until I reached her toes and she flexed them, allowing me to kiss each and every one. She was quickly satisfied and then gave me a small kick in the face, urging me to move back. I looked up at her, but her foot quickly obscured my view, because she stood up and pushed her foot right into my face, sending me back. I lost my balance and tumbled backwards, landing with my back on the wall. She laughed at me once more and then gracefully stood up, walking towards me. She placed her foot on my cock, putting some weight on it and then stood there, look down at me.
"You've wasted too much time," she told me matter-of-factly. "We only have 15 minutes left and you've gotten me curious," she added quickly.
"Curious about what," I asked her back, breathing heavily, and bucking my hips, as if trying to urge her to move her foot up and down on my cock.
"About what you wrote in the e-mail," she said with a small smile, mercifully increasing the pressure of her foot on my cock, as I was writhing underneath her, trying to jerk myself off essentially.
"I... I seem to have forgotten what I wrote," I said with a sigh, trying to keep my concentration on the rhythm of my hips and on her beautiful foot, pressing onto me.
"I can remind you, if you want," she then added, with a menacing glint in her eye.
I could do nothing but nod eagerly. Her foot immediately left my cock and she knelt next to me, bringing her face level with mine and looking at me dead in the eye. She reached out with her hand and started jerking me off slowly. I was breathless.
"Give me a tap on the leg if it gets too much, okay?" she whispered, while still stroking me.
I nodded and she continued.
"I will treat you like a little bitch, okay?" she said, only this time I could hear an excited tremble in her voice. She stopped stroking me until I gave her an answer. A breathless nod from be was once again enough.
"No holds barred," she continued and the jerking grew faster. "Understand?"
"... I understand," I said hoarsely and her eyes narrowed in an almost predatory way.
"Good bitch!" she said immediately. "Try not to make a mess and don't you dare touch your fucking dick until I tell you," she said, releasing my cock as she said the words. "Now, open your mouth," she commanded.
