I didn't react to her provocations cuz I knew no matter what I said would only make my punishment worse. I needed to comply for now. I dropped in front of the couch knowing there's nothing I could do anymore. she then pushed forward her bare feet a few inches away from my face. You may never glance at another woman's feet. Even if by accident, you will get your balls beat for it. My feet are perfect and should easily be enough to look at. and they both laughed. My mother then said :" well but it's okay because guess what I have my son now for :)" , she then looked straight at me rather then my aunt and continued:" right son. or should I say foot slave hahah. " what the hell, I dressed up way to warm today* I thought, wiping away the sweat from my forehead. The only thought that made me happy at this exhausting walk home was the fact that my sister dressed up similar warm as I did so she'll be pissed off too, causing an opportunity to beat her ass up, unloading my anger from high school. Sometimes you have to be physical.

Get out of my way" is all I were able to say while getting up ... That was a very unpleasing humiliation which I can't take. Her words made me shiver for a second... what ?! So let me explain some things at the very beginning. The point in life where I was 19 years old and my life just changed completly. my teacher then removed her boots revealing her bare feet. they were huge and the smell was beyond bad even when they didn't even touch my face yet.

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Rebecca whispered grinning while lifting her right leg high enough to playfully touch my chin with it. I got nervous anybody would see us like that, but I couldn’t let it show on my face, or I would be punished. All of you others too…” she said loudly in the round of probably dozens of people who gathered around us, “you may film this pathetic slave pet as much as you want, but please don’t record our faces, or at least censor it later. If I find any recording of our faces online, you’ll be the next who kneels before me!”

sophia and karen both laughed and karen said :“ damn sis you really gonna make your son smell your feet haha thats foul“ i heard their hands clapping and aunt karen said:“ wow good job nephew seems like ur quite an expert.“Your sister is definitely not that annoying dude! Don't cry around all the time just because of her, whiny whiny". After 2 weeks while we were eating together and talked like normal people my mother finally brought it up. Foot slave. You are my slave. My property. You are only here to worship my perfect feet, remember?” Rebecca smiled at me encouraging, in her ambivalent, sadistic manner. But it worked. I concentrated only on her, forgot my shame or every emotion aside from my obedience towards her. Sure Natalie, go ahead! We’re in this city to have a bit of fun after all, and as long as my slave doesn’t forget who he belongs to…” Shortcut to my mother: She's an independant women in her mid 40's and I think both, my sister and I inherited her best prosperties. My sister maybe a bit more... uhm but dang it. My Mother found a new lover 2 years ago but he didn't move to us yet. We got enough money to live in decent luxury because our mother works hard. After all though, my mother enjoys life, but keeps her nose out of my and my sisters buisnesses, and that is, and will be, the thing that counts.

yeah that was probably the right decision. I mean I can't lie having someone pamper my feet like that every day really IS a nice feeling but you're my son after all and I want you to be happy as well- not only me." I massaged her feet for a good 20 minutes and she seemed pretty tired and relaxed. Soon she would be asleep for sure, I thought to myself.When I was finished they told me not to tell anything to my parents otherwise I shall never be able to play with them and talk to them. It was then when said :" alright Levi. enough with the massage. Get your tongue in between my toes son." Yes Goddess!!” I exclaimed lowering my head face to the floor again. “Thank you Goddess.” I continued. The next day when I woke up I immediately remembered everything. I was happy af. It was Friday and I was hyped for the weekend, I finally didn't have to put up with this bullshit no more. Usually I don't dress up to much for school especially when i'm tired but on this day I was very hyped and felt like I could conquer the world lmao. I dressed up with my cleanest fit, styled my hair, put on some cologne and then went downstairs. My mom was in the living room reading the newspapers and drinking her coffee. She looked over to me and greeted me with a nice smile. " my teacher then said :" that's right Levi. What your mother is trying to say is that YOU deserve a punishment. I've been talking to your mother on the phone yesterday for hours and she Told me about a .. how do I put it... more uncommon punishment method. But she said it worked wonders and you never been such a good son as during that time while she used that method on you.."

i said:“ im so sorry mom i wont do it again im so sorry. take away my plastation or some shit that is okay but do you know what aunt karen and sophia did to me?!“ i answered her:“ mom you know i hate feet in general. but yeah your feet smell very bad mom im sorry but thats nothin to be ashamed off thats why i dont like feet!“ For help pursuing your podophilia passion and to connect with likeminded feet enthusiasts, try the following: I live with my mother and sister in an 2 floor aparment in a house with 1 other neighbor. we live in the first floor and second while our neighbor lives upstairs in the third floor . my room is on the second floor and i have a balcony. our neighbor is like my 2nd mom basicially, i‘ve known her since i was little and we lived in that house with her since i was 6 years old. she and my mom also are like best friends. our neighbours name is Sophia but i always call her auntie. she is blonde, 50 years old but still in good shape because she works out regularly w my mom. The last thing before I could finally relax were twelve pairs of feet, piled up on my face like a tower to show their absolute power over me. Twelve smiling women who stood over a lowly foot slave pet who could barely be called human anymore. I was absolutely wonderfully, perfectly suffocated and crushed under twenty-four wet, female feet. And before anything else, Rebecca’s familiar, soft, peachy feet rested on my mouth, marking it as their territory.You were more chill when you had full control over her, she's getting close to your level buddy" he grinned. my mother then walked to her closet and opened the door , revealing like 10 different kinds of shoes. A great way to start for more vanilla couples is a nightly foot massage. Shop together for some lotions and oils, get the lingerie on, and create a little erotic, pre-sex ritual together that makes both of you feel good. Sure!!” The girls agreed and hastily started, as I assumed, recording us. I got more nervous by the minute, and hoped they would really listen to what Rebecca said. But my malicious friend wasn’t done yet. Duuuude your sister is fiiree bro!" Jay commented. Ty and G burst out laughing and Ty added:" spitting facts right here but nonetheless funny af" we all laughed but I interrupted after some time:" Whatever you horny's, she's annoying as hell after all and she tramples my nerves."