I sighed when the caller id revealed Tyler's name. He called me earlier in the morning to confirm our date. My date with Jake was an hour later at the same mall. I had never allowed men to waste my time, so I was picky about whom I granted my company. The only men I enjoyed being with were the ones who indulged me in my kinky foot fetish.
My appearance was immaculate from head to toe. Although I loved my silky blonde hair and busty chest, I was obsessed with my feet. I loved rubbing the one against the other, receiving foot massages and taking pictures of them to post on social media. Nothing turned me on more than receiving compliments about my feet. Nobody dared to violate them in any way. The guy who stepped on my toes accidentally at the store found out that the hard way when I smacked him.
The man I would marry would love my feet as much as me. Every night before bed, I rubbed cream on my feet after washing them. I smiled when admiring them and wondered about the naughty things I could do with them. Although I kept my feet clean, I wanted to use them to do something dirty that would make me aroused. The kinkiest thing I had done with my feet was to finger my roommate. She was drunk when she got home and made moves on me for the fiftieth time. I used the opportunity to explore my kinky foot fetish.
She grimaced and moaned when arching her back after I stuck my big toe into her pussy. I used my other foot to rub her tit in a circular motion. Being a multi-task expert had its perks. When my big toe got wet, I rubbed it on Claire's lips. She opened her mouth and licked my toe before sucking it. A smile appeared on my face. I got wet from watching her enjoy my best physical attribute. Claire reached for my pussy, but I smacked her hand with my foot. That intimacy was about what I wanted. It always had to be about me.
Claire shoved three of my toes into her mouth before licking my sole. Having her under my thrall made me giggle. I had never felt more powerful than when I had a slave worshiping my feet. I sat on a chair within a leg's reach from the bed when Claire bent over it. After parting her ass with my feet, I tapped her pussy.
A smirk flitted across my face when she said, "Stick your foot in my pussy. I want it in there."
Her hole was staring at me when she opened her pussy with her fingers. I rubbed my big toe around her pussy before shoving it inside. Claire's head snapped up when she screamed. I had a cunning smile on my face when my eyes narrowed. I told her to obey my every word.
"What do you want me to do now, Tara?"
"Call me master."
"Yes, master. What would you like me to do?"
"Stand up," I said.
She obliged, with my big toe in her pussy. Claire sputtered moans when I thrust my foot. I loved seeing her in pain. My foot had more power over people than I had imagined. When she bent over the bed, I kicked her with my other foot. Her lip was dangling when I told her to get on her knees in front of me. I raised her chin with my feet and smacked her with the other foot. The right foot smacked the other side of her face.
Her droopy eyelids suggested that she had enough torture. I was not finished. Claire lay on her back on the floor and opened her mouth. She gurgled when I shoved all my feet inside. I wore a cunning smile when watching her face flush. Claire clutched my ankle and lifted my leg.
"Are you nuts?" she asked. "I could've choked."
