One of my exes in the Southern United States, the one that complained about a STORM about my fetishes, wanted me to go to counseling etc which I never did but learnt a lot from – she had the most beautiful small feet – and SOLES ever. Just like Carol’s!
And, one fine day with Rueben, yes, him of the cock – the lovely white cock I sucked, she was in the car with me and him (she had no inkling of the cock sucking session) (although Rueben was honest about “I like to be sucked more than doing the sucking” – its a close call – I remember one time he wanted to please ME while I looked at porn – haha) …
And, on the fly her feet showed up on my shoulder. I wasn’t in a fetish mood, so was momentarily nonplussed, but hey, thats OK – I laughed as she tried to feed me with her toes. Fries – yum!
This of course, can be taken to new levels altogether – her feet ALWAYS on your shoulder, or lap as you work … or, just sit and relax, or drink beer!
Something so symbolic about feet in lap as I’ve written about before … “nursing” the lowest part of their body, literally, especially on a pillow – double padding!
Madam Alexa spitting in my food is another great memory that comes to mind – in public at that. Haha.
But, the tale is this, her feet with you everywhere you go, to remind you of your STATUS as a lowly slave for HER, owned by her, and nothing else my friend.
And, there’s no other bigger rush than doing it to some of the most downtrodden ladies ever that have to do it to their employers daily though they dont want to (or sex workers).
Truly none.
And it’s in that vein I wrote 25 Odes to Indian Maids … that SO deserve it.
Be sure to get it NOW!
And that’s that.
Best,
MW
