Foot Smothering: 1 (If Feet Could Kill)

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We go into the hair dresser’s salon room and she’s super sweet. She offers us some wine and we all have a glass and sort of chill. Eventually Goddess tells me to get down on my knees and give Wendi (the hair dresser) the money. “Count it as you give her the money, show her what a good boy you are.” Goddess said.

How long can you last slave? You don’t need to breathe once you have the privilege of being beneath me. That dog bowl experience seemed quite intense. Well, it would have been for me, anyway. LOL. The foot massage one was very hot. We then got to Goddess’ house and she had a surprise for me. She bought me a pair of panties to wear while I cleaned for her I counted. They both laughed and Wendi replied with a cool “Thank you!” And I replied, “Thank you for taking such good care of my Goddess’ beautiful hair.” I looked at Goddess Beth and she gave me a big long kiss on my cheek. She left a nice kiss mark on my cheek and I kept it as long as I could. I am always watching your every move and judging when you need to take another breath, but you can always tap out if you feel the need to do so.Tonight’s night of worship went really well. First I greeted her on my knees as I always do. She presented her hand to kiss. Then we went into the living room to chat. She sits on her couch and I always sit on the floor at her feet. I am an adult at least 18 years old, or 21 years old if that is the legal standard for viewing adult-only materials in my community. I’m so over the moon right now. Goddess had me over for dinner and then I gave her the new shoes I bought her and she loved them. I worshipped and massaged her feet while she relaxed and enjoyed her show and talked to her friend on the phone. I lowered my face and smelled her urine. Then I started lapping it up with my tongue. “T-Thank you Goddess..” I said weakly. She laughed and asked me “How’s it taste?”

Thank you, Goddess.” I said immediately. “..I deserved that.” She told me never to say what I said again. I assured her I would never say it again. I’ll probably continue posting any nights I find noteworthy. The first few posts will not likely be chronological. But I hope you all enjoy my retelling of the nights I worship her. As an experienced Mistress one of my many favourite tactics used to torture my poor little victims is smothering.But I finally got my gift at the end of the night and it was amazing. First she led me into the kitchen and told me to get on all fours. Then she revealed the gift from the cupboard. She eventually told me to get up cuz her friend was coming over to study. I asked her if there was anything else I could do for her. She thought then told me to vacuum her apartment. Before I left she gave me the shirt and I thanked her for the gift. She said “This way everyone knows to who you belong.” I was on my knees looking up to her. Usually before I leave she has me kiss her hand. That day she said, “Today you only get my feet. Get all the way down and kiss them.” I obeyed and kissed both her feet goodnight. Then she raised my head by the chin and put the toe of her pump on my chastity and told me.. Yes Goddess!!” I exclaimed lowering my head face to the floor again. “Thank you Goddess.” I continued.