As exhausted as I was I couldn't get a good night's sleep. I was far too horny to stay asleep for any significant stretch. It was hard to get comfortable in the first place and when I did fall asleep it wasn't long before I woke up humping the bed. By 8am I realized it wasn't worth trying to sleep any more, I might as well get up and use this time. There was dried cum all over my chest and stomach, I needed to start with a shower.
I had barely gotten into the bathroom when I realized my cock was already standing at attention, this was going to be a long day. I hopped into the shower trying to use the hot water to relax myself. Instead my hands had a mind of their own. I rubbed and pinched my nipples as I cleaned my chest and my dick had probably never been cleaner with how much attention I gave it. I was thorough when washing my ass as well. I even tickled my hole with the end of a soapy finger. All of this could have been a lot more fun if I were allowed to release some tension.
At least I was clean now. Maybe a quick shot of cold water will at least let me think straight for a little while. Turning down the temperature I yelped at the cold but my dick did calm down some, it wasn't fully soft but it wasn't sticking straight out either.
I toweled dry and went back to my room to get dressed. I threw on some boxers, gym shorts, and a t-shirt, my usual lazy day-in attire.
On my way downstairs I passed Katie's room. Her door was still shut so I put my ear to it. It sounded like she was still sleeping, must have been nice to have a big orgasm and then roll over to sleep. I wanted to go in and watch her sleep but held off.
I continued to the kitchen, I wanted to give Katie something nice when she woke up. I started a pot of coffee and then looked though what I could make for breakfast, she deserved a feast. I started by frying up some bacon, the small must have made its way up to Katie's room because before too long I heard her stirring upstairs. Next I prepared some pancakes and scrambled eggs. I was just finishing the last pancake when I heard Katie come down the stairs.
I looked at my gorgeous roommate turned lover. No, "lover" seemed more intimate than our current situation, she was the boss and I was just the pet.
She was just wearing a loose t-shirt and a pair of panties. The shirt came down low enough to make it appear that she wasn't wearing anything else most of the time. This was definitely less than
her
usual lazy day attire.
"Good morning, Miss..."
"What's going on here?" She cut me off sternly.
"Oh, uh, I made breakfast, I thought..."
"That part is clear, and it smells great, but I want to know why the fuck you're wearing clothes."
I stared at her in confusion as she walked up to me. She took the spatula out of my hand and pulled my shirt over my head.
"In this house you will always be naked unless explicitly told otherwise."
"Oh, I didn't know"
She pointed to my shorts. I quickly pushed them down.
"And you're wearing boxers! Even when you're allowed to put clothes on it will rarely include underwear."
"I'm so sorry, Miss Katie, this is all so new." I slipped my boxers off as well.
Her eyes softened and she put her hand on my cheek, "it's new for all of us. But now that you know this rule I expect it to be followed at all times."
"Of course, Miss Katie. May I ask? Are there other rules I should know?"
"Don't come and don't wear clothes are the big ones so far. Others will come in time. I'm sure Miss Caroline has some ideas for you," she looked off in thought, "for both of us, I guess..."
I turned back to the stove in time to save the rest of the food from burning as the mention of Miss Caroline made me drift off in thought too. Her sexy toes and their shiny black nail polish popped into my head. How could a pair of feet, even a pair as perfect as Miss Caroline's, take control of me like that? Why are they the first thing I think about? Her big tits, her round ass, her knowing smile. Any of those would make more sense. But I guess it wasn't about sense it was about instinct. And my instinct now was to serve Miss Caroline and that service started with me at her feet.
I finished making breakfast and brought it to the table. Katie had poured herself some coffee and was waiting for her food. I put the serving plates in front of her plate on the table.
"This looks delicious, pet, I'll take some of everything," she said as she leaned back in her chair and sipped her coffee.
Realizing what she wanted I took her plate and served her some pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon.
"Oh, the syrup," I ran back into the kitchen to get the bottle of real maple syrup I had been warming in some hot water. I placed it next to her and turned to move to my seat when Miss Katie's hand reached out quickly and grabbed my cock, pulling me back to her.
"You should stay right here next to me at the ready in case I need anything else."
She stroked my cock to its fullness. I closed my eyes as a moan escaped my mouth. She kept stroking.
"Remember, don't you dare even think about coming."
She let go of my cock and focused on her meal. I stood silently next to her, my cock yearning for attention. Every few bites she'd give me a few more strokes. She got a little pre-cum on her hand and without a word just lifted it towards my mouth, I bent down and cleaned it for her.
"Good boy," and she went back to eating.
When she finished she leaned back in her chair content. "Mmm, that was great pet. I could get used to this. You've got me thinking about the other ways you can serve around here that don't just involve your tongue," she sipped her coffee, "oh but speaking of that tongue..." Miss Katie snapped her fingers and pointed at the floor in front of her.
I scurried under the table to her feet. She wiggled her toes but kept her feet on the floor. I bent down low on all fours with my ass in the air and kissed each toe. I worked my way up one foot placing small kisses all along its top. I got to her ankle and continued up her leg kissing over and over. When I reached her knee I switched legs and worked back down the same way. I could still taste a hint of the orange-flavored massage oil from last night. Arriving back at her toes I gave each a kiss again.
Katie was enjoying herself and she never took her eyes off of me. "Oh, you still haven't had anything to eat, have you pet? You must be famished." She took the bottle of syrup and poured some into a bowl. She dipped her finger into it and licked it clean, "mmm, delicious." She put the bowl on the floor next to her feet and dipped a toe into it.
She barely had to offer it to me before I devoured her toe. The syrup was sticky and thick and required some passionate sucking to clean it from her toe. By the time I was done with one toe her other foot was in front of me dripping with syrup. I lapped at her toe getting all I could before putting it in my mouth to suck clean. And once again another toe was waiting for me.
We continued like this for a little while until Katie managed to coat the ball of one foot with the sticky sweetness. I held her foot in my hand and licked the entire sole up and down. It was a lot of work to get every last bit of syrup from it but it was worth every moment.
All this time Katie just watched me. Her hands rested on her thighs and while she was clearly turned on she didn't touch herself at all. Her nipples were straining her shirt and I could see her panties getting wet, but still she just watched me kiss and lick her feet.
Finally she used a foot under my chin to lift my eyes to hers, "mmm, that was very nice pet, thank you. You clearly like worshiping my feet."
"Yes I do, thank you for the privilege, Miss Katie."
"It
is
a privilege. Simply being allowed in my presence is a privilege." Katie's phone buzzed, she looked at it and continued, "and it looks like soon there will be some new privileges around here. Miss Caroline says she's 'looking forward to seeing her baby girl and her pet.' She'll be here tomorrow after work. It won't be long now before that tongue will lick this pussy." Miss Katie rubbed herself through her panties.
