This choice: You agree and begin to beg • Go Back... You open your mouth but Helena stops you. “Wait,” She says walking over to her couch. She motions for you to come towards her. You follow her instinctively sitting on the floor by her feet like it was a natural place for you.
“Think about it carefully. Are you sure this is what you really want? Spending your life as a slave to my feet. Worshipping and catering to their every need. I wouldn’t see you like another human being. You’d be lower than that. I’d treat you like an object using you as a footstool, foot massager, and pedicure tool depending on what I needed. Would you really be ok with that?”
You look at Helena’s feet again. They looked so beautiful. You realized that you wanted that more than anything. As that happens the words just start to flow naturally from your mouth. You begin begging to be able to worship her feet telling your teacher how much that you wanted to belong to them. You promise her that you’ll be a good slave doing anything that she wanted.
Helena frowned. “I had hoped that if I dominated you harshly enough that I could make you rethink your fetish but it looks like you’re far gone for that.” She sighs. “I guess it can’t be helped. Since you’re obsessed with my feet so badly, I might as well put you to use.”
With that she brings her right foot toward you pressing it against your face and rubbing her sole against it. The gesture is symbolic of your new position. Your face is no longer your own anymore but for your teacher to use as she pleases. She could casually use it as a foot rest or abuse it on a whim.
As her foot touches against you claiming you as her property, a sense of gratefulness washes over you. You’re so happy to be the slave to such a beautiful woman. You begin to kiss it in gratitude.
Helena smiles at your obedience. “Looks like you know your place,” She wiggles her toes against your face teasingly at your display of devotion but allows you to continue. You kiss her foot all over worshipping each of her toes, the top of her foot, her heel, and the sole of her foot. After you kiss every area of her foot, Helena’s toes work their way into your mouth and grab your tongue. She doesn’t have to voice the command. You automatically start to lick your mistress’ feet like an obedient puppy. You lick the top of her foot followed by her ankle and heel, then you lick the arch, instep and ball of her foot before licking each of her toes one by one. After you lick her pinky toe, you think you are done but Helena isn’t finished with you yet. First she makes you lick between each of her toes cleaning between them and then she makes you suck on each of her toes like they were lollipops. She tells you to get use to the taste of her feet because she is going to make your mouth their home really often.
After having you suck each of her toes obediently for 5 minutes, She offers you her other foot which you graciously accept kissing it profusely. Like before once you finish kissing every part of her foot, she makes you lick it clean and suck her toes. Finally, after another hour of worshipping her left foot, Helena pulls it away. She stands up and works towards the entrance of the room. “Follow me,” She tells you.
You start to stand as well but a sharp glance from your teacher returns you to the floor. She points to her heel and you understand what she wants you to do. Getting on your hands and knees, you begin to crawl after her the same way that an obedient dog would follow its owner never taking your eyes off her feet as she leads you into the next room.
You spend the rest of the evening taking care of Helena’s feet as she dominates you with them. First she makes you give her a foot massage while she grades papers from class. While you are doing this, she barely acknowledges you are there other than giving you an occasion appreciative moan as you labor vigorously to soothe her tired feet.
Once you are finished, she supervises you giving her a pedicure. Taking care of your teacher’s feet is a much more elaborate process than you realized but Helena coaches you through it telling you what to do and scolding you or punishing you with a light slap from the sole of her foot if you make a mistake. First she has you wash her feet soaking them in warm water and then scrubbing them with a washcloth and soap removing any dirt she might have gotten on them walking around her apartment barefoot. Once her feet are clean you rinse them off and dry them using a towel. Then she has you tend to her toenails clipping, filing or buffing them as needed. With your teacher’s guidance you are able to get her nails looking really nice and smooth. When they meet your mistress’ approval, she sets you to work painting her toenails. Using a bottle of dark purple nail polish that she selected, you carefully apply 2 coats of polish to each of her toes then gently blow on each one of them until they are dry. When you are done Helena inspects her toes and seems satisfied with the result. She rewards you with an affectionate pat on the head. “Not bad footslave” She tells you. “With a little more practice and training, you’ll be skilled enough to work in a nail salon if you wanted.”
You smile at the compliment. “Thank you mistress” you say pleased to get praised her. You finish the pedicure by kissing each of her newly polished toes as a sign of devotion and respect.
After her pedicure, Helena gives you a little bit of a break as the two of you have dinner. Just to remind you of your position as her footslave, your teacher makes you eat the meal on the floor at her feet. She smiles at how similar to a dog you looked eating like that. “I think I’m going to visit the pet shop tomorrow and get you your own dog bowl for you to eat out of.” She suggested.
You blush at the thought of being degraded like that.
Helena giggled and extended her foot playfully squeezing your nose between her toes. She enjoyed teasing you.
After dinner your teacher takes a shower and you serve as her bathmat lying outside of her bathtub waiting for her to wipe her feet on you when she finishes washing herself. It’s sort of exciting being treated like an object waiting to be stepped on by your mistress. Your anticipation continues to grow as you hear the water stop running and see her grab a towel drying herself off. Then it happens. First her right foot steps onto you followed by her left. You groan as you feel her weight transfers onto your body. It not painful like when she was actively trampling you during her workout routine but you can feel the pressure of her soles against you. They feel as nice as ever. She slides her feet up and down your body using you to dry her soles and stands in place while she blow dries her hair. You groan as she casually walks all over you carrying out her nightly beauty routine (brushing her hair etc) not even bothering to pay attention to where she is stepping. Sometimes her feet would randomly press down on your face. Other times it would come down on your chest or stomach. Eventually she enlists your help getting you to rub body lotion onto her feet. You do as she asks squeezing the lotion into your palms and kneading it into her feet gently; The same feet that seconds ago were just stepping all over you. In back of your mind you muse over how much experience you’ve gotten massaging your mistress’ feet over such a short period of time. When you are done, Helena’s feet not only feel really soft and smooth but smell great as well.
After your finished applying the lotion, Helena decides its your turn to take a shower. She once again finds a humiliating way for you to do it though forcing you to climb into the bathtub and remain on all fours. Once you’re inside she proceeds to bathe you like a dog. Using the shower head to spray you, she lathers up your body with soap and scrubs you with a washcloth roughly. All you can do is blush embarrassed as she proceeds to wash you all over including your more intimate places. She also sets the water to icy cold jokingly telling you that she wouldn’t want her pet to get burned. By the time she’s finished washing you shivering and whimpering just like a real dog would. She decides to dry you off as well rubbing you with a towel roughly.
Finally, she decided she tortured you enough for one night and leads you into her bedroom. “Ok footslave it's time to get some rest.” She tells you. “You’re gonna sleep at the foot of my bed. That way you can keep my feet nice and warm tonight.”
You climbed onto her bed and laid down at the foot of it waiting for your mistress’ feet to find you as she slipped herself under the covers. You watch as her soles come towards you eventually coming to rest on your face. Somehow you knew she was going to choose to rest them there. “Good Night slave” she tells you leaving you to feel her feet on your face and smell them for the rest of the night. You stare at the beautiful set of soles in front of you admiring them with fascination. Though you had never slept like this before, this degrading position seemed totally natural for you. Like a pet that belongs to its owner, you belong to your teacher’s feet.
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