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Click hereErin did, and her orgasmic response was immediate. The movements of her muscles around his cock milked him straight up to his own cloud nine - though he doubted somewhat that she wasn't even higher, herself. He slid balls-deep into her, squeezing her feet hard as her sweet pleasured squealing sang in his ears. "Oh, God! I'm so, I'm cumming too, this is... This is so," she panted, "Thank you, thank you, fuck, Ken, I'm still... Hah, how, how is this another? Already? Stay in me, babe, please! Fuck! Fucking... Oh!"
Any coherence her babbling had previously had to it trailed off, after that, and she was reduced to moans just as Ken had already been reduced to grunts. When Ken finally pulled out of her, their bodies made for one hot, breathy mess. When she could at least try to speak again, Erin could only think to say, "That was... Cool." She looked away from Ken, feeling embarrassed beyond belief.
"Want another, uhm, you-know-what?" Ken squeezed her foot, hinting at a footrub. "I'd say it, but..."
Erin waved dismissively. "Yeah, yeah, I think I get the point. You made me like the foot thing, too. Like, even more." She relaxed for a bit, still breathing hard, then pointed a slightly-shaking finger at him. "You're still totally gonna have to be my slave for a week, y'know. To make up for this. Gonna... Make you wear a collar, and, buy me shit, 'n... Stuff."
Ken giggled. "Should I make you forget about wanting that?"
"That'd be rude."
He pulled a foot up to his face and kissed the top of it. "You're right, then, mistress," he said, with gratuitous flair. "But if you take me to one of the really expensive places, I'm gonna ask the magic question - you know, do you want a..." He squeezed her foot twice to make his point. "And make you take your shoes off while we're there."
Erin shook her head. "Weirdo." She yawned. "Hey, make me fall asleep again. I'm... Really, really tired. You can keep messing with my feet, or whatever. Perv." It couldn't have been a secret that she relished the thought, but she still felt too embarrassed to just ask for it. She could only imagine what it might do to her dreams.
"Maybe I will. Erin, fall into a nice, deep sleep, right now."
Her face went blank and silly again, and she was waking up the next morning with her head on her pillow before she even knew what had hit her.
- COMMENTS
robbroyalover 3 years agoI guess we share kinks, because this story got me BIG TIME. You're a very talented writer.
Anonymousalmost 5 years agoUsually foot fetish stuff is femdom, so this is a nice variation.
I also like how he uses the mind control to make her feet orgasmic. Mostly mind controllers make nipples, clit and sometimes throat and asshole orgasmic, but this is the first time I read a story where her feet are used in this manner.
akaecealmost 6 years agoAuthorThank you! I didn't mean to imply that it wasn't any good because it was self-indulgent. I think some of the best stories on here are, I imagine. Glad you liked it!
Anonymousalmost 6 years agoFor a self-indulgent short, it was really entertaining. Don't downplay your own stuff. :)
