“Alright, sockmouth, so you really enjoy licking my feet, don’t you? You know I wore heels the entire day, right? I am anything but clean. But you don’t seem to mind, do you?” she concluded, smiling condescendingly at him.
He was looking at her with a mixture of emotions showing on his face, from shock, to satisfaction, to desire and euphoria. She smiled cruelly at him, while shoving her foot down his mouth, for him to lick and suck on, just as he did with her other one.
While having just orgasmed, Alex’s perspective shifted slightly regarding how turned on he still was by licking her feet, but the way she mercilessly forced him to re-apply the same treatment once more, regardless of what he felt or wanted, made him feel that strange tingling sensation again, which slowly led him to yet another boner. Stephanie returned absently to her phone, this time grazing her toes over his tongue much less often, unlike earlier.
This had no effect on Alex’s dedication who, although less driven than before, found a new kind of motivation in the dehumanizing way he was supposed to keep warming her foot with his mouth, despite aching or getting tired. This type of abuse which he was never put through before was madly fueling his hard-on, despite the growing number of minutes she would ignore him, as he worked tirelessly on her foot.
Once she decided that he paid enough attention to her toes, she shoved her heel into his mouth and laid back. Without having to be told, he started rubbing his tongue all over her callous surface, applying lots of saliva, while involving his lips in the softening process as well. Truth was, he would often have to repurpose his lips as buffering cushions between his teeth and her skin, but due to the sucking and slurping motions he was going through, he was having intermittent occasions where he could use his lips, as well, for caressing the sole of her foot.
After a considerable amount of time, Stephanie switched her heels, letting her other one soak and seep into Alexander’s mouth. Although getting more and more tired, with his lips hurting from the constant pressure that the weight of her foot would apply against his teeth and with his muscles aching, he gave his best in licking and softening her sole as much as he could. His performance was not as efficient as his first one, especially since he did not have any experience or resilience for such tasks, but he was trying to make up for it through willpower and perseverance.
In the end, it couldn’t have been more than one hour, an hour full of bliss, of effort and of a weird, new kind of gratification.
“I think we’re done here, pup!” she said, taking her foot out of his tired, aching mouth. One of his lips actually got perforated by his teeth, due to the weight of her foot having pressed against it and it was now bleeding softly down his throat. She couldn’t see this however, but should she have realized it, she wouldn’t have cared. Not for him, anyways, as it would have caused her a great deal of pleasure to know this.