“Yes mistress,” you reply dutifully, hesitating just a moment for a big last sniff of the soles before removing your face and standing up. “Oh and take those socks off of her now. Give them to me.” “Yes mistress.” You suspect this phrase may become your refrain, and couldn’t be more turned on by that fact. You admire the way the elastic ped socks snap up Shelly’s soles as you pop them off of her heel. Pulling them off by the toes, you reach to hand them over and what Miss Powers does with the socks surprises you as she balls them up and takes a deep breath in them. She is left with a satisfied smile, and gives them a few more smaller sniffs before saying, “My, I see now why you were concerned about her, that is one heady brew of girl power. I’ve never smelled something so pheromonal from someone who hasn’t trained as Kelsey and I have. Shelly could have a whole harem of foot addict boy toys if she wanted. Hopefully you can satisfy her enough that she doesn’t seek worship elsewhere. We will teach you to work together better than anyone else could though, and I suspect that will always be the thing either of you come back to.”
You’re not sure whether to be scared or just a bit turned on by this thought of having to share Shelly. It sounds like an appealing fantasy, but you know in reality it would only leave you with jealousy and dissatisfaction. You shake your head to dispel these thoughts, instead refocusing on proving to your girlfriend that you are the only submissive partner she needs. You crawl up onto the couch as instructed, trying to determine the best position to get your head between Shelly’s legs. Where you end up is with your knees pushed down at the corner of the couch seat and armrest, with your shins running up that armrest and your own feet hanging off the edge. You curl your head and back down and as your face approaches your girlfriend’s slippery looking pussy lips, your cock slips down between her toes and soles. You gasp and recoil a moment, as this wasn’t even your intention in assuming the position, but as you look up, you suspect it was Mistress Powers’, as she has a devilish grin plastered upon her face.
“That’s perfect Johnny, now bow down to us and get ready to lick.” As you do so, you feel Shelly’s toes idly twitch and sway against your lower shaft. The head of your cock is buried between the base of her soles, pressed to where her heel roundly protrudes. You are sure she must be able to feel your throbbing, elevated heart rate through the thousands of nerve endings on the bottom of each foot. Your cock aches for release, almost as much as Shelly’s pussy. As you get in place, Jill finally releases Shelly’s face from the sock prison, though she still has one in her mouth and one held to her nose. You can hear rhythmic labored breathing coming from under that sock. The Mistress reaches down and slowly peels off her final pair of socks, revealing the sight of her nylon wrapped, shiny, sweaty and terribly smelly toes. Despite being almost glazed over and seeming like she is somewhere else in her head, Shelly stares intently at this new reveal. Miss Powers takes one of her socks and one of your girlfriend’s and places them down on her nude pubic area, right where your nose will rest when you start to lick and eat out Shelly.
Miss Powers lowers her silky damp nylon feet and she begins to softly and sensually rub them across Shelly’s upper body. You wish you yourself were in that spot being luxuriated and titillated, but you know that is not your role here. The Mistress now speaks directly to Shelly: “Alright Shelly, when you stroke Johnny’s cock between your soles, he will lick your begging pussy. The harder and faster you pump him, the more he will ravage your clit and wet hole. I want you to pay attention to that level of control, and use him to get yourself off as quickly or as slowly as you like. Maybe you’ll keep him on the edge of cumming, maybe you’ll make him bust right away and then finish you off while you drive him crazy with overstimulation. You are his domme, and his body and cum belong to you. Show me what you can do.”
Still unable to speak through her sock stuffed mouth, Shelly nods her understanding and slowly goes to work, pulling her toes down to stroke you from base to tip. The head of your cock is dragged between her soles, your pre-cum mixing with her sweat to lubricate it all. You moan as your tongue hits her clit and you drag it up slowly just as she is doing below. Her own moans begin through the sock as she speeds up slightly to start a gentle rhythm of pumping your cock between her feet. You find it almost effortless to match that rhythm, like the two of you are entering into a shared erotic trance.
Above it all, the Mistress cackles with delight and approval, still tracing her nylon feet all over Shelly’s arms, breasts, midriff, and occasionally back to her face. “Very good, both of you.” She coos down, but both of you are largely lost in the sexual encounter. You use both your tongue and your lips to play with Shelly’s labia and clit, both using old techniques you knew she liked and new ones that seem to come to you with spontaneous inspiration. Meanwhile Shelly is really getting a feel for how to grip your cock with her soles and toes. She keeps them splayed around all sides, rather than just sandwiching your cock on left and right. With the smell of two powerful dommes’ socks filling your every breath, the sight of Shelly moaning and writhing with pleasure, and your cock finally getting the touch it has craved since you first laid eyes on Miss Powers’ hamper of socks, it’s probably only because of the contorted position you’re in that you haven’t cum already.
You’re feeling so close on the very edge of submitting your mind and body to these ladies in rapturous orgasm. With the feeling of selfish need and gratification still driving you from somewhere, your hips start to thrust back and forth a bit, enhancing the pleasure of being between your girlfriend’s feet just enough to send yourself over that edge and start to spurt your cum all over Shelly’s soles and toes. As your mind explodes with pleasure, your licking reaches a fever pitch, and you feel that Shelly must be close to achieving her own new plateau of pleasure. It’s not happening though and as your hips start to settle, your girlfriend’s feet actually speed up and squeeze you even tighter, milking another load out of you and practically demanding that you make her cum. You blow raspberries on her clit, something that you know drives her wild, and indeed it causes her to spit the sock out and yelp with pleasure freely. Her whole body tenses up and both you and Miss Powers can feel it. You wrap your nylon clad arms around each of her legs to keep your head in place to rock with body as it shakes vigorously in ecstasy. You feel her pussy tighten around your tongue while simultaneously she squeezes your cock with her toes harder than you even thought she was capable of. You start to spray a third load over her feet, feeling completely out of control of your own body as she milks you so effectively. After what feels like an interminable moment, both of you collapse, exhausted. The difference is that she falls back into the nurturing, warm embrace of the Mistress, and you are left to curl up at their feet.
Both you and Shelly pant as Mistress Powers giggles a bit more and offers her assessment: “Not bad for first timers, but you are both severely lacking in patience and self control. That lasted what, a few minutes? You will do well to see the benefits of the tease, of edging, of drawing out your pleasure to build a much taller mountain of erotic sensation than you could ever collect in a flash like this. Shelly, I call this “4-T” for Tactile Toe Tease Training. Because that’s what this is. Training your submissive boy to give you feelings you didn’t know existed. It takes practice, and complete commitment on his part. But when he pleases you, he gets the reward his body so badly wants. With time and under my tutelage, you can become a queen of 4-T, and that is only one of so many techniques I will teach you.”
“Thank you Mistress. I will practice on Johnny at home also.” It’s the first time you’ve heard your girlfriend’s voice since Miss Powers jumped her from behind and infatuated her with girl power. “May I possibly have a pair of your running socks to pull on over my cummy feet? I’d like to keep it on my skin as long as possible, I want to feel Johnny’s submission squishing between my toes.”
Mistress Powers’ face lights up, clearly impressed by the initiative and deviant thinking of her new pupil. “A fabulous idea my dear.” She throws a sock at your face and it slaps you with wet weight before she commands, “Put these on your girlfriend, boy.”
You turn to sit up, still in a daze of pleasure as your cock shrinks and softens, red in color from its exertion. It’s an almost spiritual experience as you pull the Mistress’s smelly socks over your extensive mess of sticky cum, which almost completely coats your girlfriend’s feet. It’s as though all three of you are coming together in this act, each having contributed something to initiate Shelly into the world of girl power.
“Ahh that feels perfect!” Shelly exclaims with a grin, wiggling her toes in the socks which makes a squishing, squelching noise that lights up your erotic senses yet again. You’re too exhausted to do anything about it though, and Mistress Powers commands you get dressed and wait by the door while the two of them get Shelly dressed and plan their next steps.
When they come back to the door to meet you, Shelly says,
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