• Pure Worship

    I can hear Mistress Donna returning from an afternoon of shopping. I have been tending to the chores she has left to me anxiously awaiting her return. I can hear the door open and the sound of her shopping bag as she drops them on the floor upon her return. I know I'll soon have the pleasure of putting all of her shopping away and but I await her command to do so. I am already under command to do the dishes and M. Donna gets very angry if I leave one chore for another without her expressed desire for me to do so. I have lived with M. Donna and Master A. for about 10 and 5 years respectively. I am deep into my submissive love for them and will do anything to remain controlled by them.

    I can hear the patter of M. Donna as she begins to walk towards the kitchen where I am washing the dishes. I can tell that she is wearing her flat loafers;she usually wears flats while shopping. I prefer M. Donna in heels but I am unworthy to make the suggestion. 

    M. Donna walks up to me. Standing behind me she begins to hug and kiss my ears, neck - anywhere she desires. She is beginning to make love to me and I am ready to bust. My beautiful M. Donna is giving me her attention. I am standing naked so she has complete access to all parts of my body. I am frequently naked when I am indoors because M. Donna says that it heightens my awareness of my subservience and humiliation. She has given me the choice of a humbler device or nakedness and I have chosen nakedness. I know from experience that wearing a humbler just brings out the cruelty in Master and Mistress so I avoid it at all costs. The humbler is now used only for punishment.

    Mistress Donna's hands gently work their way down my chest and onto my testicles. My dick aches in the chastity device and she is quite aware of my torment. I hear the key to my chastity device and M. Donna is removing it from me. Ah! such sweet release. I go immediately hard and M. Donna immediately warns me that any cum will be punished. There is a purpose behind her actions. M. Donna is training me to cum on command. Like a puppet, whe wants me hard when she tells me to get hard and to cum when she wants me to cum. The training is very hard to endure because it entails her making love to me without fulfilling my desires. She does everything except let me come. There are even times I am in bed with my Master and Mistress as a third partner   (tied to the bed posts so I can't touch myself or lose control). 

    After a quick grab and rub of my dick the first commands are heard. Mistress Donna grabs a clump of my hair, pulls back just enough to hurt me and says "Get all of your pedicure equipment ready. I will be waiting inside. My pleasure, my Mistress" I reply.

    I absolutely love giving Mistress Donna pedicures. Sometimes, she allows me to take the nail polish off and start over again. There is nothing that gives me more pleasure. Ten years ago I approached M. Donna and requested to serve her because I wanted to feel her feet in my hands and smell their incredible aroma. If you ever saw my Mistress you would understand. To me, she is to be worshipped and adored. She could punish me as she sees fit, walk all over me, and humiliate me and I'd just adore her even more. Her strong, beautiful body and dominant demeanor are unmatched and would have any submissive crawling at her feet. But, she chose me and I will not disappoint my Mistress.

    I walk into the room. Mistress Donna is sitting on the sofa, arms outstretched along the back of the sofa and she is in a very relaxed position. She has her legs crossed with one leg kicking up and down impatiently. I can tell she wants me to get started. I imagine myself being kicked in the testicles by her foot that is swinging up and down and I get even harder. Damn, she is beautiful.

    I kneel at her feet and place the pan of water to the side. Foot washing is the last thing I do. I remove her shoe. M. Donna is barefoot. I am aroused by the scent of her foot surrounding me and I can feel the moistness of her foot sweat on my hand as I gently place her shoe on the ground. I can't wait for what's to come. Usually, I begin by clipping her toenails. If M. Donna is in a good mood she allows me to eat her toenail clippings. If not, then they are sprinkled into my food and I will never know when I've had the pleasure of tasting them. Then we go to a foot massage. This can last quite a while as M. Donna relaxes by rubbing her feet all over my face as I struggle to massage her foot. She enjoys humiliating me in this way.

    "Rub my foot, foot-boy" she says. I take the ball of her foot in both hands while I raise her foot to my face. I enjoy smelling M. Donna's feet while I massage her feet so I try and get her foot as close to my nose as I can. I know that M. Donna will figure out a way to torment me if she realizes what I"m doing. The smell of her foot and the moment are intoxicating. I am pleasing Donna and at the same time I am hard as a rock. I hope she doesn't look down and notice my pre-cum. If she sees it, I will be punished for not training properly and not obeying my Mistress.

    "Take my other shoe off", she says. "Yes my Mistress anything you desire", I say. M. Donna raises her other foot to my face and begins rubbing her foot all over my face while I am massaging the other. My Mistress is so good to me. I am loving every moment of this training.

    I can feel the sweat of her foot as she rubs it up and down and all over my face. "Open your mouth", she commands and begins to push her most beautiful toes into my mouth. I suck on the salty flavor. I imagine that I have the honor of sucking the sweat and smell right off of her toes. I want to lick her entire foot but she has not commanded I do so.

    This is where my fantasy ended today.

     

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