I was in between heaven and hell...
Kneeling naked in front of my new mistress, I didn't know how all this would end. Being aroused as I had never been in my whole life, on the one hand, and my adorable but bitchy sister-in-law as my new mistress, on the other hand.
"I want to know what you feel like right now, slave," she briskly asked me. I was torn from lethargy by this question and had to think for a moment. What did I feel like...?
"I am feeling humiliated, Mistress Becky," I answered, truthfully.
"That's what I thought, bitch," she smiled, satisfied.
"And I bet that turns on your loser brain, am I not right, bitch?" She smiled a devilish smile. "You don't even have to answer, your dick tells no lies, pathetic...!"
She was so right, I craved for her humiliation and attention and my best piece was standing at attention. I simply loved it, despite the humiliation, or maybe just because of it.
Furthermore, I had the idea that she somehow liked the feeling of dominating me.
She slowly dangled her flip-flops, and I got a glance of her beautiful soft soles.
"Would you like to lick my toes, bitch?" I must have looked devasted, at least, that was what I felt. "Oh yes, please, mistress, please let me lick your toes," I answered, eagerly.
"I want you to lick every toe singly. After you've licked a toe, you will say that you are a toe-sucking foot bitch for your mistress, understood?" She bit her lips, and I could tell that she was definitely turned on by this situation.
I, myself, was in another world. I could not believe what was happening, I was eager to please her and answered right away. "Yes, Mistress Becky, I will follow your orders."
"Very well, my little slave..., you will keep your head down and your eyes locked on my feet, understood?" she commanded, while lowering her left foot towards me.
"Of course, Mistress Becky," I obediently answered, while I started sucking her left toes. They were so soft, and I felt in foot fetish heaven. My cock was throbbing and leaking precum.
I withdrew from the first toe and obediently said: "I am a toe-sucking foot bitch for my mistress." Having said that I could hear a slight moan from Becky.
Was it possible? Could it be that she had actually started touching herself? Following her previous orders, I did not dare raise my head the slightest.
While busy enjoying her second toe, I could sense her right foot slowly moving downward and teasing my balls with the slightest touch, withdrawing right away and leaving me frustrated. I started moaning as well.
"You are such an easy target, my little slut. I will drive you insane and make you beg to do things you cannot even imagine right now. But don't forget to keep on sucking."
My mind was blank, and I could not get one clear thought--she already held me in her spell. All I wanted was to please her and keep on licking those beautiful toes.
I withdrew from the second toe and obediently said, "I am a toe-sucking foot bitch for my mistress," almost exploding while doing so. What she did to me was unbearable. It was paradise and torture in one. Nevertheless, I lowered my head to her delicious feet and started sucking again.
By now the precum was dripping onto the floor. She withdrew her toes from my mouth and stepped into the precum.
"Oooh, look at that, you got my foot all dirty," she said, with a devilish smile on her face. "Sooo, what are you going to do about it, slut?" she teased, with what I suspected was a mocking smile.
Still not daring to look up, I lowered my head further and prepared myself to lick the precum off Becky's foot.
"What do you think you are doing, slut? Did I give you permission? Beg for it, beg to lick that precum off my foot. I know you want to, being as pathetic as you are," she laughed at me.
And she was right again. I wanted to lick even the tiniest droplet of precum off her feet to humiliate myself even further. "Please, Mistress Becky, please let me lick the precum off your foot, please."
"I think you can do better than that," was her bitchy retort.
She was my perfect tormentor, and I would go hundreds of miles just to please her. "Please, Mistress Becky, please, I am begging you to let me lick the precum off your foot, pleeease!" I tried to reach her foot but, again, she withdrew.
"Almost there my little slut, just a little more," she laughed, again. I was trembling again, out of ecstasy and humiliation, dripping precum all over the floor.
"Please, Mistress Becky, please, I am begging you, please let me lick the precum off your foot. I need it, because I'm your little slut. I crave to lick my own precum off your foot, please, Mistress Becky," I cried out in despair. Hearing my voice spitting out these words humiliated me still further.
"Oh, you are such a good and obedient slut for your mistress." She shoved her whole foot triumphantly into my mouth and gave me what I was longing for.
I felt humiliated and aroused at the same time, tasting the salty precum on her soles and toes. The way she was treating me, made me lose all my dignity, the addiction towards her growing with every word she uttered.
I felt helpless, and she exactly knew it, teasing me with her other foot as she slightly touched my balls and thighs, sending shivers down my spine. But I am sure she only did this to increase my frustration, as she made sure to give me only to tiniest bit of satisfaction from it.
By now even more precum dropped onto the floor.
"Oh, my god, slut, what are you doing? Look at that mess you have created. We'll have to clean it up. What is Lisa going to say, when she comes home and sees all this," she added with a devilish smile.
The mentioning of my wife's name hurt me so much, it brought back some sense. That was when I looked up for the first time in a while and horror struck me.
"Say hi to everybody, little slut," she laughed out loud. At that moment I realized why I had not been allowed to look up. She was holding her mobile and recording the whole scene.
"What, oh no... no, please, what are you doing?" I tried to cover up my hard-on without any success as she laughed even harder. "Well, it seems a little late for covering up, right? Hands off!" she demanded. I did as I was told, feeling humiliation and fear swamping over me at the same time.
