You tried to hold yourself but his feet were just too arousing, so as you kneeled and were about to start the massage you took long, hard whiff of his feet. The smell was just incredible: deep and strong. You could easily tell that he was running all day. Then you placed both of your hands on his feet feeling how sweaty and hot they are and started the massage not looking at Dukey afraid of his reaction. But unfortunately for you he saw what you did and asked in a silly voice "Did you just smelled my feet?" You were exposed, there was no sense in hiding. "Um... Well... Yes..." Dukey chuckled a little, this made you even more ashamed. He crossed his legs and it caused you to stop the massage. You were waiting for any reaction and finally all you heard was "Why did you stopped? Continue the massage" So you started massage again, it was taking a lot of time, but you were doing a good job, slowly moving your fingers between his toes, you could feel that your hands are drenching in his sweat. From time to time you were looking at his face you were able to only notice wide smile.
"Enough!" you stopped again and got up from the ground. "What are you doing? On your knees now! You didn't finished your job!" you looked confused "What?" Dukey wiggled his toes and said "So you like my feet huh?" you blushed and answered really quietly "Yes..." "Well, I can see advantages of that..." you got a little bit happy "Would you let me have some fun with your feet?" Dukey smile got even bigger "It depends... But you need to learn some rules!" "Rules?" You said confused "Yes, from now on you are my slave, pet and you will do what I say, also you will refer to me as a master, got it?" you didn't like the idea of being someones slave but only one look at his feet and you instantly said "Yes!" "Yes what?" "Yes master!" with that you fallen on your knees. "You must really like my feet don't you bug?" "Yes master!" Dukey knew that you'd do anything for his feet "So slave, who's better me or you?" "You master!" "Who's better? Dirt I step on or you" all your dignity was thrown away by this moment "Dirt you step on is better than me" Dukey laughed "Good slave good... Now show me how much you love my feet, rub them on your face!" you grabbed his feet without a question and rubbed them all over your face taking long hard sniffs of them at the same time. Dukey said half-laughing "Thank me slave! Thank me for letting you do this!" "Thank you! Thank you master for this! I don't deserve your feet! Thank you!" you were completely under his control, doing whatever he wanted. Then he ordered you to stop which you did immediately. He spit on his big to, and bring his feet close to your face, "Now you little bug, lick it!" You put your tongue out and runned it around his toe. His sweat was amazing, and combined with smell of his feet... Dukey was crying from joy and humiliating you. "Wow! Having a servant like you is just so entertaining, but we really need to get you in business, I want you to...
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