The Game is a Foot

The first time I saw Her was when She came down the basement stairs. It was a Halloween play party. There were people in various types of people dressed up.

No one really impressed me as She did. Her brown hair flowed down to her shoulders. Her body was not slim but it was in excellent shape. She wore brown horned rimmed glasses that accented her soft hazel eyes.

She wore a gray blazer, white shirt and jeans. But what stood out to me about her was her tan open toed sandals. Her feet were so damn pretty.

My foot fetish went into high gear. I controlled my emotions as this was my first time at a munch.

As the night progressed, things got a little looser.

Mistress Winter moved over and sat next to me.

"I have never seen you at any of the Munches before?" She asked me.

"I am new Ma'am!" I managed to get out.

She smiled as she heard the magic word "Ma'am

"Oh so you are a submissive?"

"Yes Ma'am I am." I said in a soft voice.

She held out her right hand to me. I took it and shook it.

She looked at me with a sly smile.

"Oh you are new aren't you?" She asked.

"Yes Ma'am I am!"

"The proper protocol is for a submissive to kiss the Mistress's hand when she extends it to you.

I took her hand again and placed a soft kiss on her smooth hand.

Noticing her long fingers with the French manicure.

"I like we shall play tonight Marcus!" She said

I just nodded and smiled.

It wasn't long and I was out of my clothes. I was naked except for a collar she had placed on my neck. Leather cuffs were placed on my wrists and ankles.

I was kneeling next to Mistress Winter now. She was stroking my head.

I felt content as she did this. I felt something I hadn't felt in my other relationships.

We watched as the others played.

She leaned in and whispered in my ear. "You are mine tonight, I know you are new so you watch and learn pet.

I nodded as I knew I had not been granted permission to speak yet.

After the others had finished playing, Mistress grabbed my collar and pulled me to her feet.

I knew what was expected of me.

I moved my head down and kissed the tops of her open toe sandals.

She told me to remove her shoes and kiss her feet.

I kissed her feet slowly. She pushed her big toe in my mouth and my tongue caressed it slowly.

After taking my time with every square inch of her sexy feet, she pushed me away.

I moved back to her side and sat quietly.

She looked down and me and announced to the whole room.

"Very good job Marcus, You will make a fine slave one day!"

I blushed as she said this.

Once the party had drawn to a close and I had been given permission to dress.

Mistress Winter asked me for my number.

I wrote it down on a paper napkin and handed it to her.

"You will hear from me Marcus." She said.

I knew the ball was in her court and not mine.

Now here I sit on pins and needles waiting for Her call.

"The game is afoot!" As Sherlock Holmes used to say.

It has been over a week and still Mistress Winter has not called. I have pretty much given up. I figure it was a one night stand for Her.

But then my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Marcus, it is Mistress Winter!"

I recognize her throaty voice and my heart begins to race.

"Hello Mistress Winter." I say trying not to let my excitement come out.

"Sorry I haven't called before; I had to go out of town for a while. How have you been?" She asks.

"Good Ma'am I hope you are well too?"

"Yes Marcus, I am fine."

"Marcus I want us to meet tomorrow at Cafe on the Main here in town, you know the place?" She asks.

"Yes I do Mistress!"

"Good met me there at 1 PM sharpen, do not be late." She commands.

"Yes Mistress Winter 1 pm sharp!"

"And do not wear jeans; I like my men in dress pants and a nice button downed shirt."

"Yes Mistress I will not wear jeans!"

"Good Boy, I shall see you there then, good bye pet!" She said and hung up.

Now my mind was racing I went to my closet and found a pair of black Hager pants, and a white dress shirt. I had to iron them both as they had wrinkles in them.

I was excited and my cock was throbbing. I started to think about jerking off, and then I thought no maybe Mistress would not want me to do that.

I wanted to star 69 and call her back but then thought this would just annoy her. So I went and stroked it.

Tomorrow came quicker than my nut did. But I was there five minutes to one.

The day was nice and sat at one of the outside tables where I could see Mistress Winter.

I did a quick glance at my watch and say it was quarter past one. I was thinking she was not coming.

But then I saw her coming up the street. She was dressed in a long black flowing dress, with white open toed shoes.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I stood as she got closer.

"Sorry I am late Marcus, but I am testing your patience."

"You are worth the wait Ma'am!" I said.

She smiled.

We sat outside and ate lunch. We learned more about each other.

Over the next few weeks our friendship grew as did my training.

I know have a tattoo on my left butt cheek that bears Mistress Winters mark.