I wriggled towards her. All I was focused on was her feet. Her left foot was resting on the floor while her right foot was still dangling as she had crossed her knees while laid back on the couch. My face reached her dangling foot. My lips reached out and landed a gentle kiss on her marvellous toe. They were perfectly pedicured. It seemed that they have walked on clouds. So soft and supple. For a moment, I felt as if my whole existence is worth less than the speck of dirt under her feet.
Before I could look up from my belly down position, She uncrossed her legs and landed her right foot over my head. My face was pinned down on the floor. I could have easily removed her foot but my body accepted its place. Without any words, I had submitted myself to her.
“ I knew you were a pervert but I never thought you were so desperate and pathetic. At the beginning of this evening I thought that there is nothing to lose to test my observations from college days. Had I known you are such a worm, I would have made you grovel in college.” I could not see her expressions. But it sounded as if she was enjoying herself.
I understood what she was saying. This was my fantasy but I never thought it will happen in reality. And I was sure that I will never let it happen in reality. After all I am not stupid to let someone treat me like this. But with all my rationale thoughts, I was not able to do anything. I wanted to do what she asked. I wanted to be her slave. I was in my own heaven– her feet.
“Listen carefully. I will not repeat it again. I own you now. You are my slave. I am your mistress. Your disobedience will cost you. You shall exist for my pleasure. Now strip out of your clothes and lay on your back here” pointing towards the foot of the couch.
I got up, stripped my clothes off and laid down with face up and my back to the floor. My head was near the couch, just at her feet. I could see the ceiling and Sanya sitting above my head.
“Open your mouth”. I opened. “wider..wider”.
She made a gargling sound and then a blob of her spit landed on my tongue. It was warm and weird. It was disgusting but I did not feel disgusted. It felt as if she had graced me with a gift. I swallowed it and said “Thank you, sanya”.
But she did not seem happy. Suddenly, her left foot hit side of my face like a slap. It stung like hell.
“Did I ask you to swallow it? And how dare you call me Sanya? You do exactly as I command, nothing more – nothing less. And you address me as mistress or ma’am.” Her voice was calm again but her face was burning with anger. I could not believe that such a beautiful and petite girl can strike such terror in my heart.
“Yes, mistress. Forgive me.” I whimpered. My face was still in pain. But I believed that I deserved it and I had wronged her. What was I becoming?
She again made the sound as if she is going to spit. I automatically opened my mouth. She spat a big blob into my mouth but this time I kept my mouth open and waited for further instructions.
“Swallow it and kneel down near me”. I did as she asked – her warm spit rolled down my throat. I got up and knelt.