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GODDESS SREYA AUNTY- Part 4
« on: April 23, 2020, 12:55:18 PM »
GODDESS SREYA AUNTY


PART-4

When the door of my house closed behind me, slamming so hard to shake slightly the pier mirror located in the hall. That day I made the greatest decision of my life which would have never been the same again. While I was at the foot of my aunt, now my Mistress, I was happy and almost I had not thought about what was going on around me. But during the long journey back with the bus I had analyzed the situation better and I realized that handing my life to my aunt it was almost as if I had handed it to my cousin Aparna.

who ,unknowingly, already in my first day of slavery had taken advantage of the situation, subtracting me that part that I desired so much, defeating me when it was really important, because it was a real movie and not a school play.

I could not help but think that mine was not a real defeat, Aparna was not better than me, but now I am  licking the feet of her mother. I do not know if my aunt in the future would have also involved Aparna in our strange relationship, but even if I hoped with all my heart that our relationship remain a secret I was well aware that if my Mistress had ordered me to grovel at the feet of her daughter , I would have crawled to the feet of my biggest rival as a filthy worm.

I began to think about a much more urgent problem…how to deal with my mother. My brain went to work. I am very late today. Definitely she will angry at me.

The next morning, I was eating breakfast when my mother came into the kitchen.

"Manu yesterday where were you"

"Mom i was with my friend"

"No... you lieing to me"

"No mom it's true.if you have any doubt asks toy friends "

Luckly mom said nothing.she left the kitchen.

"Oh..god you save me"

While I savored another chip in my mouth, I could only think of my aunt, looking at my phone , waiting for a call or a message of my Mistress, the only thing that was important to me.

I hadn't heard from her for more than a week , then, when I was starting to lose hope I heard a beep, and my heart stopped for a moment. I left on my bedside table the sandwich that I was eating and I took the phone in my hands with so cautiously that it seemed the most precious thing in the world, hoping with all my heart. I almost jumped for joy when I realized that my Mistress needed me again, needed again her slave.

“ Manu prepares your suitcase, I will have to go to Bangalore for the week and I want you to come with me. I've already talked to your mother, I know that you are not talking at this time. You know, I should not ask your opinion, but I will make an exception this time, so let me know if you agree, and if you want to come with me. The departure is scheduled in two days, so think about it quickly. “


I was so happy that I began to kiss the phone, as if I could touch those letters that my aunt had written , as if I could touch my Mistress . I still could not believe it, I would have been a whole week alone with my aunt.

"Bangalore " I said softly, as if I was daydreaming.

I had never been to Bangalore and I could not wait to see that continent so full of beauty and that city so wonderful.

"It would be an honor to go to Bangalore with you, Madame" 



All the preparations have been made and the morning of departure, I waited nervous for my aunt who would have picked me up with a taxi. My mother had continued to ignore me, as if I did not exist, and that day was no different. When the cab stopped in front of my house, I took my bags and I shyly greeted my mother, hoping to get an answer. She said nothing, turned around and went into another room. I left the house and got into the taxi where my aunt was waiting for me with a big smile.Sreya Aunty stroked my face and at that moment I purred like a cat. The driver ended up loading the luggage and when the taxi began to move, through the car window I saw my house become smaller and smaller.

 
Our flight would leave only two hours later , so to kill time Sreya Aunty ,who was sitting comfortably close to our gate, ordered me to buy her some magazines. There were so many shops inside the airport that I almost got lost . I had to use all my willpower to not get into a clothing store, where I was hoping to see some woman trying on a new pair of shoes so that I can look at their feet for a moment. Remembering the order of my aunt, I began to look for a shop that sold magazines .When I found it, I began to leaf through the magazines to see if they would have been to my aunt liking. At some point one of them fell from my hands on the floor and when I was about to pick it up , I was preceded by a girl who handed me gently the magazine.

- Thanks - I said with a whisper , looking at that beautiful girl with blond hair who should have been my age.

- You are welcome - the girl said giving me a wide smile.

I went to the counter and after paying , I ran to my Mistress.

I flew only twice in my life and only for short flights, but I was not frightened and I was excited to be in first class. It was even better than what I expected, and the seats were so comfortable that I would not have had problem on my back despite the long flight. I saw that there no one in the seats next to us and I thought that only few people could afford to travel in first class. Shortly after the take off my aunt ordered juice  for her while I was allowed to have chocolate milk. The hostess gave us some headphones and we began to see a movie but I immediately lost my attention from the screen, too busy to see my aunt dangling her stiletto high heels , having a perfect view of her bare foot.

- Do you like what you see ? - at one point asked me Sreya Aunty who was aware of my distraction.

- Yes Madame  - I said with a small voice.

My aunt smiled at me and then I saw her frown as if she was thinking hard about something. She leaned out her head on the aisle and watched the two stewardesses that, having received no request, sat quietly and were talking among themselves. Sreya Aunty looked at me for a moment, then snapped her fingers and pointed to the floor. I could not believe what she was asking me to do, but then I realized that she was my Mistress and I had to obey her every order .I had to trust her, she knew what she was doing.

I unfastened my seat belt, and I knelt at the feet of my aunt, then getting a positive nod, I began to remove her  shoes and I started to massage her feet while my Mistress resume to see her film with the headphones over her ears.Her feet were very sweaty and while I was working carefully with my fingers on her soft soles, I could smell well her wonderful foot scent and I had to resist the urge to put my nose between her toes because I dare not imagine what the hostess would think if she saw me smelling the feet of another person as a hunting dog ,I mean, it's already weird that a boy massages the feet of another woman on a plane. After several minutes, I was so excited to be back at the foot of my aunt that I did not resist more, and after checking that the hostesses were always in same place, I began to give quick kisses on her soles and my aunt, giggling, began to play with my nose grabbing it between her toes.

I was again so driven by lust that I forgot everything, I forget to be in a plane and that what I was doing could be seen by everyone. Luckily for me, my aunt was much more careful and although it seemed that she was seeing the film, in reality she never lost sight of the hostess and when one of them got up and came towards us, probably called from someone in the rows behind , my aunt withdrew her foot from my face but I still had to continue the foot massage. When the hostess saw what I was doing stopped, amazed. Embarrassed, I never raised my eyes from the feet of my aunt and I went on the massage , my face had to be as red as a tomato.

- I'm so lucky to have a nephew so thoughtful -  my aunt said to the stewardess with a grin.

Only then I had the courage to look up and saw the hostess smiled in turn and return to her work as I continued mine.


After one hours of flight , finally the plane began to bhagwan and , as the wheels touched the ground and the brakes were working at the most, I put better my back on my seat and I thought about how I had been stupid ,at the beginning, to think that at the end of the flight I would have been relaxed and fresh as a rose thanks to those soft seats. I was sitting back in my place only from a few minutes, after being on my knees for one hours massaging the feet of my aunt who was enjoying the journey ,relaxed ,drinking juice and watching the movie. The hostess had passed close to us several times but seemed to have got used to the odd couple of passengers and she had continued to do her work without hesitation.

Sreya Aunty,whenever it was possible, put her feet in my face and she played with me, enjoying my passionate kisses on her soles. When the plane stopped I got up with disappointment, I would have gladly sat for at least another ten minutes to get some rest . We had just arrived in Bangalore and I had already realized that for me it would not have been an holiday but a week of hard work. After all I was a slave and I was there only to serve my Mistress and make those days the most wonderful possible for my beautiful aunt.



There was very very hot, the temperature was in fact 37 ° C and as soon as I stepped off the plane I began to sweat profusely and ,hoping that there would not have been for all week that muggy which made so difficult to breath, I laid my foot on bangalore soil for the first time. .

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Our luxury hotel was at bangalore city. When I walked into our luxurious suite, I was so excited that I ran across the room and I threw myself heavily on the majestic bed that was incredibly comfortable. Then I heard a cough and I realized that my aunt was drawing my attention. I looked into her eyes ,still lying on the bed that surely we would have shared that night, since there was no other bed and I hoped that I would not have had to spend the night on the couch that anyway looked very comfortable.

- Is this the way to behave ? - said my aunt irritated, then snapping her fingers she added - Here, on your knees -

I got up quickly from the bed , I walked to my aunt and I bowed at her feet

- Sorry Madame - I said with a small voice, looking humbly on the floor.

- When we are alone you shall always be on your knees in my presence, unless I do not order you differently. Do you understand slave ? - she said, putting a foot on my head and crushing my face against the floor.

- Yes Madame. Please forgive your slave for being so stupid and not giving you the respect you deserve - I said, begging my Mistress.

Sreya Aunty took away her foot from my head and knowing that I had been forgiven, I began to kiss frantically her feet, thanking her. My Mistress went over to the bed and when she sat down, she again snapped her fingers and pointed to the floor.  I crawled over to her and when I was just a few centimeters, my aunt said :

- Take off my shoes and lick my feet . With this heat I sweated a lot -

The chance to savor her foot sweat and her authoritative tone were turning me on and I, no more wondering why excite me so much to be humiliated, I carefully took off the shoes from beautiful feet of my aunt and I began to sniff loudly her fantastic foot scent , rubbing her feet all along my face which was immediately covered by her foot sweat.

- I said lick - said my aunt who gave me a slight kick in the face.

I hurried to stick out my tongue and I began to lick like a dog her soft soles, with long, fast licks from her heel all the way up to her toes, trying to remove every last drop of sweat. I licked faster and faster, devoting more attention to her heels that seemed the most difficult part to be "clean." After a few minutes my aunt lay on the bed on her belly and ,relaxed , she closed her eyes while her slave continued to lick devotedly her feet. In that position it was much easier for me to lick her soles, and so I continued my work, alternating long lapped and affectionate kisses. Obviously her toes were not neglected by me , and when I licked in the middle of them I had to stop myself from moaning with pleasure, more and more excited by the wonderful taste that in that part of the foot was much more intense.

My aunt must have fallen asleep.  I continued my work with greater attention and I continued to lick her feet with no intention to stop. I licked the feet of my aunt for nearly two hours and when she woke up, she was pleasantly surprised to find her slave still at work. Only when my Mistress gave me the order to stop, my tongue went back into my mouth.

-Go to prepare a hot bath - my aunt said at one point.

Not knowing what to do I decided to crawl to the bathroom making my aunt burst out laughing. My jaw dropped when I saw how big was that bathroom, so great that the bathtub could be easily defined as a small pool. Fortunately, despite its size, the bathtub was filled quickly and I poured inside the oils that I had found in the bathroom. After checking for a last time the water temperature, I returned to my aunt and said :

- Your hot bath is ready Madame -

My goddess got out of bed and motioned me to follow her into the bathroom. Sreya Aunty  had remained only in bra and panties when she suddenly said :

- Eyes down - and then to make sure that I did not peek at her, she put a foot on my head and forced me to keep my face on the floor as she took off her bra.

When she took off her panties she lifted her foot from my head but only after hearing the sound of water I looked up. My aunt was relaxed in the bathtub, her magnificent body hidden by soap bubbles.

- What would you do just to have this honor ? -

- Anything Madame, anything you ask me , you who are like a goddess to me, you who are my Mistress - I said almost begging.

My aunt looked at me so intensely with her beautiful eyes as if she was trying to see inside me. Realizing that I was really sincere and that I really would have done anything for her, she smiled and lifting her feet from the water she said :

- Good slave but for now just massage my feet -

Once again I found myself to pamper those soft feet while my aunt was relaxing and let slip away all the fatigue of travel. For a moment I was a bit jealous, I also would have wanted to take a bath and wash away the sweat from my skin but then I remembered what was my role and I focused again on the feet of my aunt.


After several minutes my aunt dipped her feet into the water for a while and then she put them back on the edge of the tub, crossing her legs at the ankle. Needless to say, I immediately tried to peek between her legs but soap bubbles continued to cover the most valuable part of the body of my aunt. I got distracted for a moment but the words of Sreya Aunty brought me back to reality.

- Dry my feet with your tongue - she said

I looked stunned for a moment, thinking that I had misheard. Aunty noticed my doubts because soon after , she said :

- Yes you heard me correctly. Now slave, dry the feet of your Mistress with your tongue -

I just could not understand what she wanted, dry her feet with my tongue seemed like a paradox, but not wanting to anger my aunt I stuck out my tongue and I began to lick her feet. Immediately the taste of soap came into my mouth and I had to struggle to keep me from throwing up, I could not help but think of the very different reaction that I had with her foot sweat that “normally” would have to be something much more nauseating. My aunt had to think the same thing because ,seeing my grimaces while licking the soles of her feet, she said:

- What's up ? You do not like the soap ? Do you enjoy the most my feet when they are sweaty and smelly ? -

I was too embarrassed to answer and I continued to "wipe" her feet with my tongue while my aunt continued to laugh. My knees were getting sore, but I was not going to stop until my Mistress had not given me that order. Ten minutes later, surprised, I noticed that her feet could almost be considered dry, or at least much more dry than they were before. My aunt rotated a foot to inspect my work, then she put both of her feet in the water.

- Oops, I guess you will need to dry them again - she said laughing loudly while I stuck out again my tired tongue, ready to lick her feet again and to fight again to not vomit because of the soap.

That was only the first day of our trip, but I was already exhausted, exhausted but happy.


When the water of the bathtub lost its heat, Sreya Aunty told me to look down again as she came out of the bathtub. I leaned my head on the floor and I remained in that humiliating position until my Mistress ordered me to wipe her feet, that time with a towel. Even though I had a strong temptation to look up and try to catch a glimpse of the rest of my aunt's body ,which was covered only with a small towel, I remained focused on her feet and on my work. When they were dry, Aunty told me to take a shower and she left the bathroom, but not before that I could take a look  cute ass that was almost completely uncovered. I had to give me a slap in the face to recover and hasten to run the new order.

I also wished to relax a bit  with a hot bath, but my aunt had expressly told me to take a shower and when the hot water jet hit my skin I closed my eyes and tried to relax as much as possible, even in that way. Although it was very hot out there, nothing relaxes your muscles better than hot water and after a few minutes I felt my energies return. It had been a tiring day, especially for my knees which were very flushed and the next day, probably, I would have had big purple bruises.

While I was still in the shower , I rinsed my mouth several times to remove the taste of soap that had made me suffer so much a few minutes before.
I came out of the shower after another five minutes.  The long black dress that my aunt was wearing , was breathtaking and mine in comparison seemed a dress bought in a low cost store, although I had spent thousands of rupees for it. It is true that it is the person who makes a dress beautiful, I had no doubt that mine would look fabulous if it had been worn by my Mistress. Goddess told me that she was too tired to go out, so we would have dinner in the restaurant of the hotel and we would go to bed early because the next day she had to work. Beginning  she had to prepare many articles for her  magazine.

The restaurant was very busy but we were not ordinary people and there was a table reserved for us in the VIP area. The food was delicious although I had more of a hesitation to eat oysters that I had never eaten before because they looked so slimy. A dirty look of my aunt was enough to put aside my grievances and I savored what, for my surprise, turned out to be one of the most delicious things I'd ever eaten. When also the cake was in my stomach, my aunt stood up and told me it was time to go to bed. Excited by those words, I followed my aunt almost wagging like a puppy. My aunt had set the air conditioning of the room in such a way that it looked almost like refrigerator and I was forced to put on my pajamas that I had thought to leave home, having seen that bangalore  had been hit by a major heat wave .

My aunt wore a beautiful nightgown and when she lay down on the bed, covering herself under the light blanket , I looked at her to understand how to proceed. She noticed my hesitation and with her legs she lifted the blanket at the foot of her bed. There was no need for her to say a word, I understood how I would have slept. I approached the foot of the bed and I slipped with difficulty under the sheet, lying horizontally. When the sheet completely covered me, I had a hesitation, I didn't suffer from claustrophobia, however ...

The feet of my aunt came to rest on my face and all my fears disappeared. I kissed her feet for several minutes ,then, when she turned off the lights I stopped moving and after a while , with my nose between the toes of my Mistress, I fell into a deep sleep.



The next morning I woke up and I realized that my aunt was gently rubbing her feet on my face and I began to kiss them to warn her that I was awake. It had to be too early because my aunt did not seem to want to get up and so I continued to kiss her feet for many more minutes. Then ,Sreya aunty approached her big toe to my lips and after a little pressure I knew what she wanted. I began to suck slowly, letting my tongue dance inside my mouth, savoring the taste that had so bewitched me. As I continued my work with care and passion, I could not help but think that there was no better way to start a day and also my aunt had to think that , in fact , she was moaning softly, pleased to have such treatment so early in the morning. When my aunt got out of bed, I went out from under the sheet and I ran to kneel at her feet, as a sign of respect. My Mistress stroked my hair for a few seconds and I started again to kiss her bare feet but I was immediately stopped.

- No, that's enough. I have to go  I'm a bit late. I will make breakfast outside but I will say to bring you breakfast in your room -

I looked up immediately , surprised by her words. I thought that I would go with her , that I would have spent all my time with my beautiful aunt in that great city.

- You'll stay here while I work - she said, reading once again in my mind.

- But .. -

- No but. You'll stay here because I order you to stay here. Do not worry , you won't get bored, I have work for you - she said with a smile and she went to her suitcase and pulled out three pairs of shoes. - That's here - she said, pointing to her shoes . Then, seeing me still doubtful she added - You must clean them , with your tongue of course, so it will be much more fun for you. Oh I almost forgot, there are also the pair of shoes that I wore yesterday, and the flip flops that I wore after my bath -


My aunt was ready to go out and all the shoes that I had to clean were lined up at the foot of the bed. When she finally took her iPad and went away.                                                                                       

After I finished eating the high-calorie breakfast that my aunt had ordered for me, I started my work and I started cleaning with my tongue the five pairs of my aunt's shoes. Sure, I could use a cloth and she would not have ever noticed, but I did not want to cheat my Mistress and so I picked up her white flip flops and I licked everywhere, however, paying greater attention to the part near the toes, and to the plastic band that go between the big and second toes. Having been used only after the shower, in the flip flop there was no trace of the foot sweat of my aunt and I was glad to start working on the high heels stiletto sandals that she had worn for the trip and during dinner. That time I was able to enjoy the wonderful taste and it was a pleasure for me to clean that shoes even though I hesitated to clean the soles which could have picked who knows how many germs. After five minutes of careful reflection I decided to lick even the soles and my tongue immediately savored the taste of asphalt and the dust that they had accumulated over time.

"After , I need to rinse my mouth thoroughly with the mouthwash," I thought as I passed to another pair of high heels.

I decided to leave for last the most difficult job and I began to lick the sneakers which fortunately seemed never to have been used. In fact, I do not think I've ever seen my aunt with such shoes but it was obvious that she could not get around Paris always with high heels. Finally came the turn of the knee high boots and it took me nearly two hours to clean them perfectly. As I had promised, just after finishing my work l ran in the bathroom to disinfect my mouth.


It was flown away almost half a day and I was amazed when I heard a  knock on the door of the suite and I found out that it was already time for lunch. Sreya aunty had evidently thought even about the room service for my lunch in addition to breakfast and while I was eating different kinds of meat and savored delicious soups, I could only be happy that my aunt took so much care of me. I tried not to think of my mother and I tried to find the right words for the difficult speech that was waiting for me in the evening. I was not very good with words and invent a prayer is not something you do every day. I thought and thought, but the hours passed and I could not think of anything.

"Well, if I do not succeed at least I will avoid the punishment," I said to myself out loud.

I soon realized I was doing wrong, my Mistress wanted me to do a very good job and I could not disappoint her. I would rather suffer tens of punishments rather than seeing , after my mother , the disappointment even on the face of my beautiful aunt.


 as I waited my aunt's return. The wait was not long and when the door of the suite opened, I ran to kneel at the feet of my Mistress who ,happy to that warm welcome, gave me a broad smile and allowed me to kiss her feet for a few minutes. After a bit my aunt sat on the sofa where I had been sitting for most of the afternoon and taking off her shoes said :

- Did you clean all my shoes as had been ordered to you ? -

- Yes Madam - I said, handing her a pair of shoes at a time so that she could examine them.

- You did a good job with that little tongue of yours - she said, giving me another smile and I could not but feel proud for her words.

- Yes Madame - I answered again

- You were very good , my little slave -

Her sweet voice filled my heart with joy and with a broad smile ,that my aunt was not able to see , I answered :

-Thanks you Madame, your humble servant is happy to have pleased you -

My aunt took her foot off my head, made me look up and taking me by surprise she hugged me intensely. Excited, I burst into tears and my aunt hugged me even harder. We stood in that position for nearly ten minutes, then, my aunt let me go and looking intently into my eyes, she said :

- Are you ready for your punishment ? -

- Yes Madame - I whispered  I saw my aunt pick up her little leather belt and I began to tremble with fear.

Sreya aunty told me to drop my pants and my panties. When the belt blows my buttocks for the first time I screamed and burst into tears for the pain so intense that if seemed to me like a knife ripping my flesh . I was so panicked that I did not notice that my aunt had taken my panties and I almost choked when she put them in my mouth. The second one was even more painful and the third one seemed even worse. I kept crying profusely , my aunt knelt beside me and stroking my face , she said :

- Manu do you want me to stop ? Or you think that you are able to withstand another couple of blows for me ? -

I looked at those beautiful  eyes and without realizing it I nodded, prolonging my agony.

- Really ? You'd do that for me ? Are you able to withstand ten blows for your Goddess ? Just other seven and you are done - she said with puppy eyes.

I nodded again , still crying copiously and wondering why I was doing all that , why I was choosing to suffer in that way.  my mouth deadened my scream when the fourth, fifth and sixth blows hit my butt. At the seventh I had no longer the strength to cry and when the belt hit for the last time, I was almost about to faint. Sreya aunty hugged me tightly and kissed me on both cheeks, then after watching for a last time her eyes, I fainted in her arms.




                            I do not know how long I was unconscious, I do not know how much time I had spent in that world full of darkness so distant from our own, so distant from that awful pain that I had intentionally chosen to feel. When I regained consciousness I was lying face down on a comfortable bed and for a moment I thought that I was in my house, in my room, in that little shelter that was so dear to me. The bed ,however, was too large and when it came to mind my last memories I realized that I still was in Bangalore, thousands of kilometers away from home.

The pain was still strong but I could feel a strange sensation on my skin, as if in the wounds caused by the leather belt there was something cold, something that somehow was reducing the pain. I moved carefully and slowly turned my head. Sreya Aunty was sitting beside me on the bed and she was gently smearing some lotion on my wounds, and when she realized that I had regained consciousness and that I was watching her , she made me a tender smile and said :

- Close your eyes again and relax, honey -

I did as she had told me, I lowered my head and closed my eyes. I could hear the delicate fingers of my aunt work carefully and the pain became more and more light. Then, happy that my aunt was taking care of me in that way , I fell asleep slipping in a confused dream. I could not figure out where I was and what I was doing, I was surrounded by many people but none had a familiar face and no one seemed to pay any attention to me. At one point I noticed that only one person looked at me, it was a beautiful woman with black hair and seeing the smiling face of my aunt, I realized that it would be one of the most beautiful dreams I had ever done.


I woke up soon after, trying to remember the dream that I had just done but it was how to restrain the water with your hands and it slipped out of my mind without that I could do anything to stop it. My aunt was wearing her nightgown and ,sitting next to me, she was stroking my hair. Our eyes met and I saw a strange expression on her face, as if she was very sorry for what she had done to me.

- It's okay - I whispered

- What ? - She asked, looking doubtfully

- You don't need to be sorry Madame, I am your slave, and my body belongs to you. You can do anything you want with it - I said, looking at her intently, believing with all my heart to what I was saying.

My aunt smiled softly, then she leaned over to me and kissed me on the cheek, and then, she said :

- It is true , you are my property but I have a lot of care of my things and I will not let that anything like that happen again. I wanted to test your devotion, but I got carried away. Can you forgive me , Manu ? -

I could see my aunt's eyes fill with tears and my heart sank to see her in that state. I took her hand gently and I began to kiss it with devotion, hoping that my kisses on the back of her hand and on her fingers made her understand that I was not angry with her. And how I could ever get mad at that celestial angel ?

My aunt seemed relieved and she lay down on the bed beside me and turned off the lights. It had to be late at night, I had not had dinner but at that time the food was the least of my worries. When she pulled the covers up, I moved with difficulty and I was going to lie down at the foot of the bed as I had done the previous night , when she stopped me.

- No, tonight you'll sleep here with me - my aunt said, embracing me.

I looked at her intently for a few seconds then, still in her arms I lay on my side facing towards her.

- Try not to sleep on your back - she said, then she added - Tomorrow my work will begin at six in the afternoon, so we will have most of the day to take a tour of bangalore . What do you think about it ? -

- I look forward Madame - I said, happy to finally be able to visit the bangalore  with my Goddess.

- It is time to sleep, tomorrow we will have a wonderful but tiring day -

My heart was pounding and I could feel a thousand butterflies in my stomach.

The next morning the pain had not passed completely and my aunt gave me a painkiller after a hearty breakfast that we ate in the room. I finished before my aunt and so, while she was still busy drinking her cappuccino, I kneeled down and I began to kiss passionately her feet. She smiled, happy that what had happened the previous night had not changed our relationship and had not decreased the devotion that I felt for her. Then she slipped her feet out of her flip flops , allowing me to kiss even her soft soles . I kissed and smelled the feet of my Mistress for another ten minutes, then she commanded me to take a shower and prepare to go out.

Bangalore  was really fabulous and I could not but admire with the heart full of joy all those marvels that passed in front of my eyes. My aunt took me to wonderla,  museum ,garden and other places.

- Thanks - suddenly I said to my aunt

 she gave me a smile and I had to restrain myself from kneeling there ,in the middle of the crowd, and kiss the feet of my beautiful Mistress.


The following days were undoubtedly the happiest days of my life.  The night before we left I was very sad, I was not ready to leave bangalore , to return home, I was not ready to be separated from my Mistress.

Sreya Aunty must have understood perfectly my feelings because after she finished preparing her suitcase, she told me :

- Do not be sad, all good things must end , sooner or later -

Her words were not very comforting to me and I continued to put my things in my suitcase , more and more depressed.

- All right, I know how to improve your mood - said my aunt                 

- Come on slave, lick your Mistress feet -

- Yes Madame - I said with a smile, before throwing myself in my turn on the bed.


When I began to lick greedily the feet of my aunt, all worries vanished from my head. The sadness was immediately sucked away from my body and I could only thank my aunt and those wonderful feet that made me so happy. My tongue explored every millimeter of her feet, moving relentlessly along her soles, at the top of her feet and between her toes. I licked and licked, more and more excited, making sounds that would be more normal for a bitch in heat than for a human being. While I sucked her toes, I tried something that I had never done before. I opened my mouth as much as possible and I was able to put into it all the toes of her foot.

- Wow, what a big mouth you've got , my little slave ! - said my aunt surprised by that my particular skill. Then , she added - You're so cute with my foot in your mouth -

Forgetting to have her foot in my mouth, I thanked my Mistress for the compliment but ,obviously, it came out of my mouth only an incomprehensible sound. My aunt laughed, then she hooked my neck with her other foot and forced me to move my head forward, sinking more and more her foot inside of my mouth and when she began to move it back and forth.

When my aunt pulled her foot out of my mouth, it was completely covered by my saliva that dripped profusely on the bed. Sreya Aunty snapped her fingers and I immediately began to "dry out" her foot with my tongue. After several minutes, my aunt inspected my work and ,not satisfied, she rubbed her foot in my face as if I was a doormat. Finally satisfied she lifted the blanket and turned off the lights and I slipped under it ,lying (as usual) horizontally at the foot of the bed. I closed my eyes thinking that that would be my last night in bangalore and tired, I fell asleep almost immediately , while the feet of my aunt came to rest on my face, on their rightful place.

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Re: GODDESS SREYA AUNTY- Part 4
« Reply #1 on: May 08, 2020, 11:18:10 AM »
great, keep writing

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Re: GODDESS SREYA AUNTY- Part 4
« Reply #2 on: May 28, 2020, 07:31:14 AM »
Very nice narration, keep writing.
Please write about Manu's submission to Madame Aparna
and Madame Aparna using Manu

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Re: GODDESS SREYA AUNTY- Part 4
« Reply #3 on: July 01, 2021, 12:52:44 PM »
How much time part 5 will be available

 

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