When I married my wife, I never would have imagined that this is what my sex life would have been reduced to. Quiet boy!” she says as she slaps me again. “You forgot? well, I am going to make sure you never forget again!”

off her feet etc. All I can say is BOING. Yes we had good sex. (I swear up until this point everything is that I love her but I think we should go our separate ways. She of course started bawling crying and had As I am massaging her feet I observe the work I had done a few days earlier on her nails. She had me give her pedicures very often and tonight, her nails are unpainted but perfectly pedicured. I still can’t get used to the potent cheesy smell after all this time but I have to make sure I don’t show it because she did not like it when I complained. She always required me to do my chores with a smile on my face. also domination, humiliation, slavery and also a lot of giantess (gts) aspects. So if GTS is not your thing, give the story a And you will not beg me to have mercy, nor will you try to convince me to reduce it to 5 or 4 months, in fact, you will thank me for it.”Dirt and debris that fell from the sole , fell on top of me. I was never so scared but erotically turned I have forgotten all about my release date I just want to please this woman now. The same woman who brainwashed me to be such a groveling obedient servant. I worship the ground she walks on. I kiss her whole foot in worship, I kiss every single toe. Oh yeah, from now on, this is how you pamper my feet slave. And the same will go for Lauren, she is going to love this.”

A nice tongue bath on my feet is perfect after a long hot day.” Her feet were extra smelly today due to the heat. Thank you ma’am, thank you for teaching me my place, I only wish to please you and my wife. Please allow me to keep being your humble servant.” She raises her foot so I start kissing the bottom of her foot. I plant kisses everywhere in adoration and when I get to the bottom of her toes, I look up at her with pleading submissive eyes, to show her my submission and I can tell by her smile that she approves. I fantasize about being a woman’s housework slave and being her foot slave giving her, her absolute pleasure. In your opinion, is this a healthy fantasy? glennquagmire wrote:Thank you all for the support and advice. I am a new at this but I will try to keep it in mind. I wrote another part to this story and in my opinion it's not as good as the first part, but that is where I feel the story was headed. I hope you enjoy it anyways.Yes Ma’am, sorry ma’am,” I say as I begin massaging harder. The smell is unbearable, and my hands really hurt, but I must please her if I want release. I can tell she is getting tipsy and I am afraid of what will happen next. As I massage her feet, she pulls them and tells me to stop, she spreads her legs and takes off her panties throwing them at me. glennquagmire wrote:sorry about that, I don't know what happened, I wrote it the way you told me but for some reason it all got grouped together I'm gonna repost part two here, Im not really sure how to edit or delete the previous post. told me “for now on all you will eat is my waste. My toejam, toenails, spit, snot, dead skin, lanced blisters and calluses from Right now, she is sitting on the couch and I am on my knees sideways of her, close to her couch with my head bowed, forehead touching the ground and my elbows on the floor serving as her human footrest while she watches TV. I have been in this position for over two hours, and I can tell because of how many TV shows she has watched.

Samantha that was a good friend of mine came over the house one day. Samantha always joked around with Dee about how bad her feet smelled sometimes and they have exactly 1 hour, to drive to your Apt and write a farewell note. A note to your family and friends that says So we spend most of the night with me serving as her footrest and after a long foot massage she goes to bed and leaves me to my duties. I listen to her while performing my task, because I have learned from that past that the sounds she makes are a good way of telling if I am doing a good job. I have become so desperate to please her. She tells me to go get her a cigarette, but as I am leaving she slaps my ass, “Good man-slut” she says with a smile.Great story glennquagmire, I hope you continue. Just a few comments that would elevate your stories in the future. months is still too much but it is way better than a year. Out of pure desperation I get on my belly and put my forehead to her toes. “Please I beg you to have mercy on me, I know my place in this household, I only want to please you and your daughter,” I say in pure fear. The aim of this wiki is to build an archive of chastity stories. The stories have been divided into 5 sections. Men kept in chastity by women(and vice versa), both lesbian chastity and gay men in chastity, as well as anything that doesn't fit into that category such as where you don't know who the keyholder is or where there are multiple ones. Your only focus is to please us, your pleasure doesn’t count. I am your mother-in-law and the matriarch of this household. Under our roof you are nothing but a servant and a sex toy, that is what a good husband is for.”

When you serve her to help her create the life of her dreams, this should cause just as much pleasure as having your kink satisfied. If it does not, you are not looking for a FLR and you can pay someone to play kinky games with you. FLR is about service with LOVE. You help her create her fantasy life and in return she appreciates you for being amazing to her and ensures that your needs are met as well. Sorry madam, thank you for this wonderful gift madam,” I say and begin kissing her feet to show appreciation. Hi, my name is Tim Robinson and this is the story of my female led marriage. I met my wife Lauren Buren in college, and for as long as I have been with her she has always been the one calling the shots in our relationship. I always went along with it because I have always been a passive guy and I love her. When I met her mother Linda, I learned that she has always been the head of the household, and I understood why Lauren was so dominant. I’m sorry madam.” I dare not complain about how much pain I am in, because I know that she will just make it worse. Thankfully after about another hour she wants me to take care of her “tired” feet.

She grabs my chin with her hand and brings me face to face with her. Her eyes feel like they are piercing into my soul.