One where he would simply follow, fulfill and let go. Let go of all that he wanted, of all that he thought, of everything that ailed or excited him. A situation that, in all honesty, he wasn’t put through in a very long time. The contrast between most of his life and this experience was staggering and the emotional effect it had on him surpassed any rational balancing his mind could have tried to create. But his rational side was just as tired of the effort it had to sustain, as he was, so completely unabated and undivided, he accepted Stephanie as a decider of his fate, be it only if just for tonight.
“Did you enjoy my foot?” she asked, smiling at him.
He took a few seconds to reply, gathering himself from the overwhelming blissful state he was in.
“It was incredible!” he replied, looking happily at her. Somehow, she seemed disappointed with his answer. The way she was looking at him made him realize instinctively what she was expecting, so he quickly continued:
“Thank you, Princess!”
“Good slave!” she purred, while placing her other foot over his face.
More than willing, he opened his mouth and extended his tongue over her sole, which he then started licking vigorously. This made Stephanie chuckle with contentment as she started trying to catch his tongue between her toes. He wouldn’t try to avoid it and, the moment she would catch it, he would let it limp, for her to do with as she pleased. She would rub it between her toes, squeezing it every now and then, before letting it go only to catch it again between another two of her toes. Once bored with her game, she slapped him with the back of her foot, then brought it back to his mouth and ordered:
“Lick!”
And lick he did, although he could only reach her sole, being tied up as he was. Stephanie took out her phone and stopped paying attention to her feet cleaner. He dutifully continued debasing himself at the sole of her foot, initially eagerly and vigorously for about five or ten minutes, after which he switched to a more thorough, slower rate of licking, trying to reach her heel, in order to be able to lick all the way up to her toes. He would also make sure to stop and swallow whenever necessary, surprised at how much he enjoyed the salty taste of her sweat.
Still sitting directly over his crotch, Stephanie was exerting considerable pressure on his dick, making every single throb and pulse lead him closer to a new type of orgasm that he had never experienced before. It didn’t take him long to shoot his shot, which of course she felt and recognised for what it was. She chose sitting there on purpose, having done so many times in the past. It was yet another one of her humiliating tests, one that was showing her the true nature of the victim that she had reeled in that day. Not all were cumming at this point. Some never would during the entire night. She knew, however, how to enjoy everyone’s predicaments. The ones that did, though, were the ones that she knew she could really play with. Those that not only put up with her demeaning treatment, but actually longed for it.