They had been going out with each other for 3 months now and their sex life was storming on ahead in leaps and bounds. They had started out on their fantasies and were exploring places that neither of them thought they would enter. Terri had a fantasy about being taken forcefully, tied up and blindfolded. Sam had complied, and having laid out the rules and regulations, had performed the “bad guy” with excellence. Terri had so many orgasms that she couldn’t wait to try it again.
It was now Sam’s turn again and he hesitated before telling Terri about his desire for her to be the dominant one and demand that he was to be her slave. Like before they discussed the whole role-play and what the rules were. Terri could ask what she liked of Sam, anything but concentrating on her feet. Sam had his release word that when uttered stopped the whole game and returned them both to reality. So began the night.
They both liked to start early in the evening when they came home from work. They chose the night in advance, Sam would come home first and prepare everything for Terri, pre-arranged at breakfast, and she would come home from work, hot, tired and sweaty, and in for a night of passion all for her pleasure.
As Terri walked through the door there was candles everywhere and shadows danced on the walls. She called for Sam and he came running to her and bowed in front of her. He was completely naked. He started to kiss her ankles and legs.
“Have you made me a coffee?” was the first thing she said to him, rather than the usual “How was your day honey!” He ran off into the kitchen and she could hear the clatter of cups and spoons. She sat herself down on the settee in the lounge and Sam returned with the coffee on a tray with her favourite bar of chocolate and a single flower is a small vase.
“Very good, now take off my shoes and massage my feet” She commanded. He jumped to it and removed her shoes one by one savouring the smell of her. He clasped each foot in his hands and massaged back the life into each sole, heal and toes. Her feet were hot to touch and damp with sweat. He was very careful as she was ticklish and a wrong move may have resulted being kicked in the head! “I want you to lick them clean” She ordered. He looked at her in shock, “Now” she uttered quietly but firmly.