Loving Scarlett's Feet: My First Lesbian Foot Worship With My Best Friend

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Full of joy for her positive response, I bowed again in front of my best friend in the middle of the my bedroom and I restarted to kiss her boots . Take off your clothes - she said pushing my face away with her foot . I had a little hesitation. it was true that we were within the boundaries of the estate and that at that time of year the area was almost deserted but it was too embarrassing to be naked outdoors. A look of my Mistress forced me to obey and moments later my clothes were in the grassy meadow. A tinkling warned me that Megan had pulled out my leash from the car and a thrill stirred my pussy when it was attached to my metal collar.

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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. Why she is behaving this way ? How I had disappointed her ? Though, I had not behaved as the most humble servants in the last hour ? And I had not been prostrated at her feet as if she were a Goddess, humiliating myself and swearing to her my loyalty ? While tears were falling more and more, she said : Megan’s bathroom was a mess, after her morning shower there was water everywhere and I had to use the mop to dry the floor and after that, I started cleaning the toilet bowl.Because think about it. The feet are such a...low thing. Like, it just shows who's superior." explained Ms. Daniels. "Would you girls be interested in something like that?" Just having some fun with her." Sarah answered. She wasn't worried at all. Ms. Daniels loved this type of thing. This is my boss, finding out who the real boss is! He bet me the Bears would beat the Raiders and he has to be my slave for the next month. Ain’t it grand seeing a honky kiss ass?”

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at her feet with much attention. 'WOW', I told to myself. What an awesome pair of feet. I stared at my aunt feet for couple of seconds and watched the The next morning, we both pretended to be okay. We did not talk about it. It was awkward, especially seeing her watching me take a bath, which always happens because I go to work earlier than her. Good girl - she repeated and took away her foot, with my disappointment. Megan took her flip flop and she threw it across the room - Fetch ! -This is my dream come true - Jane said with joy - Do you understand what your real place is ? Who is the servant now ? Answer me - she command me , removing her foot from my head . sex with my aunt, that fulfilled her sexual desires. I had to go out of the house when my uncle returned home for couple of days. Right after he left the Do you like how I decorated my house slave? Before it was so dark and old fashioned. To say nothing of those horrible pictures scattered around the entire house that i did throw in the trash - Megan said pulling the leash and forcing me to look into her eyes. Deniece put her things away, fixed herself a drink, and then in the living room sat down in a recliner, bringing her feet up. I was still on my knees.

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My little slave girl wants to make a game with her Mistress ? - she said manipulating my face with her foot and forcing me to nod. Victoria Thomas can also have inherited Thomas Manor, but the true Mistress of the House was Megan Gilles. With a wave of her hand she dismissed me , i got up and i ran to make dinner. When everything was ready i went upstairs to call my Mistress . I repeated our usual routine and when i was again under my Mistress foot i said: In SL it is rare to find these deep connections that last. It beautiful to see it when it happens and more extraordinary to be a part of it when it unfolds into something we see here today.Just remember ladies, I can always help you with trouble if you need it." She said, raising her eyebrows. Well aunt, I will give it a try then.' and went for my studies to the university. Whole day long I was thinking about the incident happened in the morning. I was a bit surprised when my Mistress said me that we had an appointment with a lawyer. She saw my questioning look and with a beautiful smile she said :

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which is about 200 miles away from their home. So, it was only me and my aunt stayed at home most of the time. So, here I will start the way this thing all Today is the day to make the vow, to be there with one another by choice. To support each other and to love each other. Make the vow to remember why you are doing this today, never to forget. Not too bad for a first try,” she mused. “I suppose it will do for now, but later I want to see some tears when you beg. All right, honky, get busy and kiss my shoes!” I could not believe that she had done this , that she had thrown my father’s paintings in the trash , that she had changed completely the house where i grew. I felt a strong pressure in my chest and I had difficulty breathing just as it had happened when that cop had told me that my parents were dead and at that moment I felt just as then , as if my parents were dead again. 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..Slows down, i want to see the view - said Megan suddenly forcing me to put aside my memories and focus again on the road.