Kinky Storytime with Femdom Mistress Corrine

We all have those experiences. You know the one that blows your mind? You and your partner have great scene chemistry. You can feel the electric sparks between you both. There’s that delicious anticipation. You just know this is going to be a good session. I had a late night foot worship session much like this.

One of the things I love about being a Domina is the sadism, tease, mind fuck aspect. I love reciprocal attention too.

Last night during my hot foot worship session I got to take my shoes off and kick back for a very wonderful pedicure from a sexy man. First footman drew me a nice warm tub of water. You can get a lovely shoe box tub anywhere, they work great to soak your feet in. Slowly and with his sexy muscular body moving in front of me he poured in some dead sea salts. With finesse he added a drop of lavender essential oil. I love essential oils, and lavender is so relaxing.

Slowly I dipped my feet into  the warm relaxing water. Splashing them around a bit, delicately so that he could watch them. His reaction was evident, his foot fetish took over. Not so slowly his cock bulged from between his legs. Beautiful and thick. I motioned him over to me, and gently removed my lavender scented feet from the water.

I raised my legs and my warm lavender scented feet to his swollen member. Dark, luscious, plump, juicy flesh greeted my toes. My toes flicked the head of his cock. This made him stand a little straighter. His hips pushing further, meeting my toes. His desire was evident. There is no sight more appealing than a man beholden to your feet, or so I thought.

Next footman took a pumice stone, and gently filed the skin on the pads of my feet. Gentle and sweet, the lovely pumice stone made my feet very soft. footman got an emery board and slowly filed my toenails. The filing was like making love. Hot friction on wet oiled toes. Back and forth, up and down until they were perfect.

My next treat was as footman dried my feet, patting them, removing oil and water; until my feet and nails were completely dry. Slowly and delicately, he sat at my feet; between his legs I rubbed him a little.

With a coy smile, I handed him the nail polish. A deep royal purple color. Rich, like the color of his cock swollen in its frenzied state. I know he loves my beautiful feet with their long bones. He loves the way my feet frame their flexor and extensor muscles. The feel of the tendons to his fingers. They excite his nerves and senses. I know he’ll hold out until my nail polish dries. I know that he doesn’t want to. I am enjoying his obvious discomfort. I know the excitement is making him mad like the heat of a summers day.

My nails dry finally. Beautiful deep purple contrasting with my ghostly iridescent flesh. I truly am the light within the darkness for him.

My soles come together, and I rub his cock with my feet. His head arches back, and his eyes close. His breath becomes labored. I stretch his cock out some while my heels touch his balls rubbing on them. My reward for this teasing, is more arching and thrusting. Breathing is very labored for him. I giggle a bit. I know that I have this man. If you pull a mans penis, the rest will literally follow.

I remove my feet from his groin. I have him in my clutches. This man will tell me everything i want to know. He’d admit to anything at this point if I’d only keep going.

“What’s your secret fantasy?”

My voice is sweet with it’s edge of choose your poison.

“I want your feet in my face while you give me a teasing hand job.”

It’s almost a plea. As if I had taken his ability to breathe away.

He sits up, and I sit up. My feet find their way to his face. I reached forward between his legs. My hand encased his cock. My feet massaging his face. I pulsed my hand gently. No stroking, just pulsing, like the clenching of a pussy around his giant member. His head purple and swollen. Painted toenails and lavender scented feet in his face the pulsing in his cock more desperate. He wants to cum.

I know that if I stop my hand pulsing and don’t touch his cock he won’t be able to cum. I take my hand away. My ears prepared for the groan of desire and frustration. Sweetly it rings through them. I laugh a little more. My cruelness just beneath the surface.

“So you want to get off?”

Rhetorical question I know the answer.

“Yes oh god yes.”

The answer comes between labored breaths. Another laugh from me.

“Then jerk your cock off.”

My answer comes sweetly, with my sadism. Like eating chocolate with a small sliver of glass in it. Poison, blood, sweetness and sex all in one. footman’s hand went to hic cock. My feet were still in his face. My toes massaged him. His hand stroked his cock fast, hard, and determined. The stroking motion making him more and more purple. His balls tensed and I could see them straining to hold in their hot white cum. Then it comes the release. His whole body tensing, balls pushing themselves up. Jizz hot and white squiring forward. A laugh escapes my lips because I enjoy his pleasure, and I enjoy even more the cruel little games I’ve played with my feet getting him there.

“Shit.”

It’s strained, but pleasure filled.

He gets up to wash his hands as I’m smiling.

“Oh that was so good. I want to reciprocate.”

A smile spreads across my face. Of course I’d like him to reciprocate. I lie back on the couch as he starts kissing my feet. His tongue wraps around my toes massaging each one individually. His tongue goes over both my feet in its attempt to taste all of them.

My feet thoroughly massaged, he moves on to my legs. A full warm, wet mouth plants kisses on the inside of each leg alternating. With deliberateness up my legs his mouth ventures. My heart palpitates int hat rhythmn, like death. I can feel it. The sweet death of my control, yes I am letting go a little, giving into hedonistic pleasures. And the most sinful thing of all, I like it. I savor each moment. The thrill of every kiss.

Soon fottman’s mouth has migrated to the tops of my inner thighs. Dear God, I have to keep my wits about me. The inner thighs are tingling with the slight warm pressure of his mouth. My smooth pussy lips are trembling in anticipation. He’s found my one weakness. The thing that will make me scream and cum more than anything. Good oral sex from a skilled man, or a skilled woman.

footman’s tongue grazes the outside of my cunt lips, and that place where the lips meet the inner thighs. A shiver, and a moan come from me. It’s my turn to take ina  sharp breath, and labor for each breath. He licks the outside of my mound. Gentle, and as if  he relishes every moment of it, his tongue licks my pussy as though it were a gourmet dish; which it is. Not many men get the privelege of being allowed dine at my Y. It’s a reward, one that he’s definitely earned by offering to reciprocate.

Strong yet soft hands reach up to my lips. I feel the heat of them, the pressure. With tenderness, large fingers separate my lips, revealing my secret lilly. footman inhales, savoring the scent of my vagina, the uniqueness of my womanly scent.

I feel the tip of his tongue teasing the outside of my hole. Oh god that really is a way to excite me, tease he entrance. I know I must be swollen below. My juices are lubricating me without mercy. I have never had anything but truly wet sex, and this time is no exception.

footman has a few tricks up his sleeve. With a swift sudden motion, his tongue darts up from my hole grazng my inner lips. The tip finally rested on my swollen clit. Jus the pressure of his tongue made me feel waves of pleasure. Next his tongue danced on my clit. My body writhed in the throws of it’s ecstacy. I felt the inevitable coming. The final la petite mort as the french call it. His tongue danced on my clit drving me insane. Just as I was preparing to finish his tongue darted inside me. My pussy clamped down.

His tongue his my g-spot. I felt the release coming. My scream of pleasure finally came out of my mouth. My g-spot hit I felt myself ejaculating. My hot, wet female ejaculate covering footman’s face. Satisfaction rolling through my body in waves. What more can a girl ask for? Hot foot and pussy worship and a mind blowing orgasm?

Hoping to hear from more body worship slaves soon. Thank you legendery footman for the mindblowing night.