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Mom loves me alot
« on: March 25, 2022, 08:23:21 AM »
This story is about my mom and me. She has always been very casual with me about everything. Even when I was small like 5 or 6 years old I remember she used to use my back as a footrest for her tired feet after office. She used to dress up in proper business attire with a grey suit and high heel pumps. First time it started when I was 5 and half years old and I had just finished my first grade. I used to ask mom to help with my homework everyday but since I was free that day so I wanted to help her instead. So I prepared a cold drink for her when she was about to arrive, I took it and went to stand near the door when I heard her car being parked. She came in after a minute suddenly a very broad smile appeared on her face when she saw me standing there for her.
 
 She said “Awww my baby, I love you so much! And I know you love mommy too. You are such a good boy.” Then she took the glass from me, I grabbed her laptop and purse from her and went to keep it in her room. By the time I came back she was sitting on the sofa with her heels still on and resting on a pillow I was using earlier to rest my head on. I went to her and sat near her feet and said “Mom I want to help you today with everything since ai don’t have any homework.” She said “Sure baby, I don’t know what you’d be able to do but we’ll find something for you.” Then she went to grab her heels from her feet and put them near the pillow on the floor. She started rubbing her feet on my pillow and said “Sorry baby, I know its your pillow, but my feet really hurt. Also I think then don’t smell so your pillow should be fine for tonight.” And started rubbing her sweaty soles on the pillow again.  I did not want to use that pillow anymore but since I did not want to disappoint her, so I said “Sure mom, no problem you can rub them there even if they smell a bit. Also if you want I can give you a foot massage.”
 
 She smiled very cute again and said “Wow baby, you are the best son! I really need a good foot massage before I can go and stand on my feet again to make dinner.” I went to sit in front of her, she pulled her feet up, I picked up the pillow put it in my lap and she rested her feet back on it. I picked her left foot up to my chest height and started massaging it. I could surely smell her feet from here, it wasn’t bad but not very pleasant as well. You could smell a hint of her lotion but mainly sweat and cheese. I did not say anything and started doing my best. I had never given anyone a foot massage before so did mot what I was doing but just kept kneeding my thumbs into her soles at all places. She seemed to enjoy it, as she had closed her eyes and had a smile on her face. Seeing her feeling so good from this I started to put my whole self into please her. I kept pressing at different parts of her left foot sometimes her heel sometime her arch, ball, under the toes. I even rubbed in between her toes. I could feet a lot of junk and sweat there and my hands were dirty after I had rubbed there. I did not know what to do so I just rubbed that junk on my t shirt and continued doing it whenever my hands were dirty. I kept massaging her left foot for 20 mins then she without opening her eyes pulled her left foot from me and brought it forward towards my face and when it touched me on my cheek she rubbed it there for a fee seconds before she put it on my right shoulder and said “Baby do you mind?” I said “No mom not at all.” Of course I did want her to be comfortable so I could at least bear her feet on my shoulder I thought. Then I picked her right foot and started massaging it the same way for another 30 mins or so. Then she opened her eyes again, looked at me with affection, smiled and put her both feet on the floor and stood up in front of me. I looked up at her she was looking down and smiling then she picked her right foot up and rubbed it on my head shuffling my hair and giggling. I guess she just did not want to bend and do it with her hand, since I was already down there she just used her feet. I felt so loved from her affection that I also smiled at her hugged her other leg. She stood there with her right foot rubbing on top of my head and I hugging her left leg for about couple minutes. Before she said. “Okay son, enough now. Go and put my shoes on the rack and bring my slippers and a glass of water here.” I got up from there and went running picking her heels up. I first kept her shoes in the rack and picked her both slippers in each of my hands. I went to kitchen to get water. I filled the glass, because I was too small to hold glass in one hand I had to use both hands but then how can I carry the slippers. I thought and put the glass on the floor beside the slippers and took both the slippers up and grabbed them in my mouth using my teeth. I took and glass and went to mom. She was already coming towards kitchen so I met her at the door. She started laughing seeing me like that. Then she said she has to take a photo of this. She took her phone and clicked a few pics of me like that.
 
 Then smiling and still using her phone she grabbed the glass from my hand and started drinking. I was lost and did not even remove her slippers from my face now that my hands were free. When she finished her glass she saw me and again laughing said “you can remove them now son.” I took them out and put them on the floor in front of her feet. She slipped them on and went to put the glass in the sink. Then she said “Ok now I’m going to make chicken so it can take some while baby. If uou want you can fool around here or can go to room while I prepare it.” I wanted to help her so I said “Mom I want to be here and help you with everything. Is there anything I could do for you while you make dinner?” She thought a bit and then said “Ok I think you can wash the vegetables but first go wash your hands” I washed my and hands and started washing the veggies. By then mom had started doing other stuff. When I was finished I took it to her, she took them from me and said “Wow son you really cleaned them good. Well done” i was again feeling proud of myself about it. But mainly because she has praised me. Then I said “What should I do now mom?” She thought a bit and said “Son I think I can do the rest, ohh yes! Bring your pillow from the living room here.” Pointing to the floor at her feet. I ran and came back in second and put the pillow there. She said “Good now you can lie there and massage my feet while I work here. I was very happy I could do something for her snd went to lie on my back in front of the stove. She stood near my chest, with her slipper touching my left side of thr rib cage. She picked her left foot up and put it on my chest with her slipper on. I started to massage her foot in the slipper itself reaching by putting my hands between her sole and slipper to rub them. I did this for 5 minutes before she lift her foot up, brought it above my face and moved her heel over my nose. Then using my nose she pulled her foot out her slipper and it fell on the right side of my face covering my right eye and cheek.
 
 I did not want to stop her massage so I just let it stay there. She wasn’t even looking down, so I didn’t know that even if she knows that her slipper is resting on my face. I kept massaging her left foot for 10 more minutes before she said “Sorry son but I need to get salt” and she stepped on my chest pressing my hands (since I was massaging ) under her sole on my chest and stood full weight and took the salt. After she had taken the salt, while still standing on my chest and hands, she looked down at me and saw her slipper on my face. She said “Oh sorry son, I didn’t know my sandal was on your face, here let me get it out of there for you since you can’t use your hands.” She balancing on her left foot used her right foot’s thumb and middle finger to pick her slipper from my face. While doing this her toes touched my nose, lips cheeks and even my eyes while she was grabbing her slipper from the heel of it which was just above my right eye. Then she picked it up but just when she brought it above my face to bring it to the other side on the floor. It slipped from her grip and fell on my face and then on the floor still touching my left side cheek. She didn’t notice than and thought now it is lying on the floor she so she started doing her job again stepping off my chest just resting her foot there now for me to continue massaging.
 
 Now she switched her foot and put her right foot’s heel on my collar bone and the ball and toes resting on my chin and lips. She said to me to continue massaging the front of her foot while she rested it on only her heel on my collar bone picking the front part up by an inch so I can put my fingers under there to massage. I did that for another 5 minutes then she said now its time to do the heel. Then she brought her foot down on my lips and nose and picked her heel up in the air mashing my face under her right foot’s sole. I massaged for another 5 before she said “Sorry” again and stood on my chest again to do something for a another minute or 2. Before stepping off me she turned the stove off put her slippers on and then stepped off me to go to other side of the kitchen to get the dishes out. She came back with those in on hand stood on me again and collected thr dish she had just prepared. Stepping off me just right beside my face she went to the living room scraping her slipper sole on my nose once again unknowingly while walking away. She called for me from there to eat it but asked me first go and get washed. When I came back after washing my face and hands. I saw she was sitting on the same sofa again with my bowl on the floor near her foot. She saw me coming and asked me bring the pillow back from the kitchen. I did what she said and put it at her foot again. She lifted her feet up and rested them on top of it. Then she asked me to bring the couch cushion also so she could rest her feet more comfortably on a higher altitude. I did the same with the cushion and she said thanks and started having her food. I sat near her foot again at my previous place keeping the bowl on the floor and bending  every time to have a bite making sure not to make a mess on the floor. This would cause me to be almost an inch away from her feet while I was bending and eating.
 
 After the fourth or fifth time me eating like that, she tapped my head while I was still eating and said “Hey son, you should not move this much while eating it can upset your stomach. If you want to eat while bowing then stay there, eat and come back up once you are done.” Then she put her foot back on the pillow. I now did what she told me and kept bowing there while eating. This was causing a lot of pain in my back and also making me eat very slow. But I continued without mentioning it. Then after a couple more bites I felt her foot resting on my head again but after some time the weight started increasing and it almost doubled. She was now sitting with her right foot resting on my head with her left leg crossed over her knee and dangling in the air while I was eating beneath her weight. I had to put a lot of effort now  not to move a lot while eating as in to disturb her. Also I had to eat really slow now and because of which she finished quite early than me. I was still left with more than half a bowl when she was done pulling her feet away from my head and resting them back on my pillow just in front of my face. She stood up there, turned to face me and took a step over my bowing body and went to the kitchen to put her plate back.
 
 She came back with a glass of wine and a cigarette. She came and sat at the same spot again. As I still had about half a bowl left I was eating it. She turned the TV on and started watching a sit com she likes a lot. When I was almost done and she was also done with her glass of wine. She lit the cigarette up and said “Hey baby, could you kiss my feet while I have this small smoke? Please? My feet do feel really good after all the massage you gave them today. But it would be great if you could massage them with your lips for some time before we go and sleep. I really did not want to kiss her feet but she sounded really tired and I wanted to help her so said “Sure mom, but I think they are a but dirty. I could feel the dirt on my hands while I was massaging them so I’m just not sure. But I really want to do it for you.” She said “Oh honey! Of course they are bit dirty, I did not take a bath today morning so they have dirt and sweat worth of 2 days of my office. But son, I’m sure they are not that dirty to make you sick or something just by kissing them. And it is only your lips touching them its not like I’m asking you to lick them or something.” I was fine after hearing that from her, she was my mom she owned me and knows better so I said “Sure mom, if you say so I’ll do it.” She was really happy to listen this and said “You are the best son a mom could wish for” I bowed down again and kissed her slipper clad toes resting on my pillow. I kept kissing the top of her feet for about 10 mins. She had finished her cigarette by now and put it in the ashtray. Then she took another out and lit it. She picked her both feet up using my shoulders she removed both her slippers and put her left foot’s sole on my face and said “Ok son, now for this cigarette you need to kiss the soles everywhere, do not forget under and in between my toes also. I know it could smell a bit more there but I’m sure you love your mommy enough to take it for her right my cute puppy?” I was happy to hear her say me puppy as I lived to act like one in front of her time to time. So I just kept kissing her foot sole and barked in between the kisses just to make her laugh. After some time she stopped laughing but I kept barking for her in between the kisses. She switched her foot after she had finished half her cigarette and continued with my similar role for that foot also for another 5 minutes. After she was done, she took her foot away from my face and put her slippers on her feet and stood up. She kept standing there doing something on her phone. I was just sitting there so I started kissing her feet again while bowing down to her feet in front of me. She did not acknowledge me for some time as I think she was texting. But later when she was done she saw me there kissing her feet she said “Wow son, you look so cute down there. It is like you were born to be there.” and laughed. I kept kissing her feet while she just stood there watching me for some more time. Then she suddenly just took a step away from my face while I was still trying to plant frequent kisses on them, which resulted in her scratching my lips unknowingly. They burned a but were ok in the morning. She went to the stairs to go to her room on the 1st floor stopped on the 3rd and said “Honey, come here!” I went to her still on the base of the stairs, she was now facing me still standing on the 3rd step. She pointed to the step where she was standing and asked me look at it closely.
 
 I bent my knees resting on the first step put my hands on the 2nd so my face was on level of the 3rd step to see where she was pointing. I looked and did not see anything and also because I did not know what to look for. Then she said “Baby, Look there is an ant.” First I though what she meant but then I remembered upto last year, I used to collect ants around the house and bring them to my mom and ask her to crush them under her foot so I can watch them getting crushed closely. I smiled at her telling her to affirm I was still interested in seeing her do the same. But she said “I won’t do it!” and smiled evil looking down at me at her feet. I said “Mom please!!! Please mom!!” folding my hands I started begging her like I did for the first time she agreed to do it for me. She smiled and said “Son, I really want to do it, but my feet don’t want to do it. So you should talk to them and try to convince them instead of me.” I being so close to them already just stopped looking up towards her face and looked at her feet in slippers and said “Hello mom’s feet, I hope you know how much I like this. Please do it for me. I love you both a lot. Please do it for.” Saying this I started kissing her feet again. Mom started laughing seeing me kissing and begging to her feet for them to do me favour of crushing an ant. She might be thinking how cute I am or how stupid I am. She then said “Ok I think my feet are now convinced but to make sure they do not back off again its better if you keep kissing them while I crush the ant under my soles.” I kept kissing them while she mashed that ant under her foot. I kept kissing and her mashing for about 5 mins. Then she said “Ok son, I think I’m really sleepy now. Come with me now go and wash all the dishes and go to bed straight after that ok?” I said “yes mam.. oh mom!!” I don’t know why I said that but it just slipped out. She smiled and said “Haha it is fine. You look really sweet calling a lady like me “Mam” it really suites you and of course me as well. Say it again!” I said “Yes Mam, if you say so mam!” She smiled again and kissed my forehead before she said good night to me and leaving for her room upstairs.
 
 I went and cleaned everything up. Later I went to the hallway near her shoe rack with my pillow and lied down there in front of it. Since we only had one bedroom so I had volunteered to give to mom and was used to sleep in the hallway or sometimes in the living room sometimes on the couch sometimes on a carpet even sometimes on the marble floor also. It really doesn’t matter to me where I sleep upto this day, I always get a good and peaceful sleep.
 
 I slept there without a break for the whole night and woke up in the morning. I saw mom ready to go to office in her outfit. She was roaming around the house collecting her stuff. She came to the shoe rack saw me lying there came near me and said “Oh good you slept here itself today. Honey please help me with my shoes while I manage the stuff in my purse.” She came near my head and put her foot with still her house slippers on on my face adjusting and looking into her purse. I thought she was too occupied to see where she to put her foot and unknowingly put it on my face. I expected her to move it after she feels it under the sole. But probably due to thick sole of the slipper she did not notice and started tapping her foot there waiting for me to take it off and put her heels on. I took hold of her foot on my face, lift it up an inch above my face to remove her sandal. Just when I took her sandal out of her foot and left it out from my grasp it came crashing back down on my face with a thump. Now she had her sole of her foot vertical on my face. Her toes were on my chin, her arch over my nose and heel on my forehead. She might have now felt my face under her foot so looked down into my face and away from her purse for the first time. She looked at me for a second and said “Oh my god! Why do I keep doing this. How does your face always end up under my dirty soles? I think my soles love your cute lips and nose a lot so they keep trying to kiss them.” and laughed but still keeping her foot there and not moving. I took her heel from the rack lifted her foot up again to put the heel on it. When I was done I was ready for her to smack on my face with her heel after I left the grasp of her foot but this time she was careful enough to rest the heel of her shoe slowly on my nose inspect her shoes if they were clean or not. They were clean I was sure as I had cleaned them yesterday. She inspected for a second before putting her heel back on the floor near my face and now lifting her other foot and puting that on my face. I repeated the same steps on this foot as well. This foot also when was bare came slapping down on my face but when I had put the heel she had slowly rested her heel this time on my lips supported by my teeth to inspect her shoe. When she was satisfied she took a step forward on my chest and stood there while taking the keys off of the wall just above the shoe rack.
 
 While still standing on me there she lifter her right heel to my face and said “Honey why are you sweating so much?” Sounding genuinely worried. She then started wiping her right heels’ sole on my forehead to clean the sweat off it. Once she was done she smiled, looked at me again and said “Bye baby, mommy will see you soon.” With that she stepped off me and went out to her car and drove away. I kept lying there for some time and then went to take a bath and then it was time to play some games since I had no school due to holidays. I was so happy. I love holidays. I get to spend time with mom. I get to play games anytime I want. Holiday are best.

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Re: Mom loves me alot
« Reply #1 on: March 25, 2022, 08:25:28 AM »
After the starting incident that I’ve described previously things got a lot smoother. Mom got a lot more comfortable using me around the house. Foot massages was now a regular thing. After a few weeks she had even stopped asking for it and expected me to do it as it is my duty. I also never backed out. Everyday after her office she would find me standing near the main door waiting for her with a glass of cold beverage. She got accustomed to this as well and she would message me while leaving from her office itself if she preferred any specific beverage on that day. She would hand over her purse and laptop bag to me in exchange for the glass of cold drink and I would run to her room to put the stuff there and run back to her favourite recliner. She would have already by now got settled with the TV’s remote in her hand and she trying to find out the best thing to watch. She would sip on the finest red wine while I’d be laying down in front of the recliner with her heels resting on my chest to massage her feet.
 
 I had been told by her to lie down on the floor while massaging her feet because otherwise I get in her sight of TV. So I would walk upto behind her recliner then crawl over to the front so slowly without making any noise trying not to disturb her. When I’d reach near her feet, I’d tap on them to indicate for her to lift them up so I can crawl under them. She would lift them just enough and I’d move to the position where they will be above my chest and stomach with my face on her right and legs on to the left. She would bring them down on my chest casually resting them there in her heels. I spend some time caressing her feet in her heels before getting rid of those. She would always lift her legs up and move them up and down in the air above my body as when I remove her heels. She would air them out spreading her toes as wide as she could moving her legs, sometimes hitting my chest and face in the process with her heels, for about 2-3 mins before bringing them to rest down on my body again. That is when I’d start massaging one of her feet and she would wipe the other foot’s sweat on my t-shirt and shorts.
 
 I carefully massage every inch of her foot before putting it down on my face over my nose and mouth to blow and breath under it. This is also something my mom has ordered me to do as this makes her feel really comfortable when I breath under her feet soles. According to her this helps evaporate the foot sweat off her skin and hence getting rid of the foul body odour. I also believe this works as when she has just removed her feet from her shoes they are really smelly but when I’ve spent around 5-10 mins breathing in them they do not smell that bad. So I spend around 30 min straight massaging and breathing in her feet to make her feel better after her long day at office. On some occasions when the temperature is bit on colder side and she has to pee, she uses me as her carpet to step on before she stands on the floor as again according to her this “helps to first get the feel of the cold floor with her foot sole, before putting her whole foot on the cold floor. She stands on me trying to touch the floor with her toes that is right beside my head. I would look in at her toes just slightly touching the cold floor with her heel resting on my shoulder, so she can angle her foot up and down using her arch.
 
 One time I said “Mom its not that cold. I think you are being too sensitive.” She said “Oh really!” then she put her toes on the floor for couple seconds and then placed them on my lips and said “Is this warm? See how cold my toes are! You can’t expect me to walk on this cold floor. I’m sorry son, but I’m gonna need my shoes to go to washroom today.” Then she’d bring both her feet on my chest again and it was my duty to pick her heels or whatever shoes up and put them on her feet while she’s standing on me. Then she’d say something like “Thanks, you are the best!” Or just “best son ever” and walk away to the washroom. When she’d come back sometimes her heels are wet and she’d come near me lift her heels to my face and wipe them there to dry them off. Once I asked “Mom why do you always wipe your shoes on my face? Why don’t you use the the bath mat or a towel or something?” And her reply was “Son since you are already down there and dirty from the mud on my soles, its only fair to wipe the dirty washroom water on you rather than getting another piece of cloth dirty for you to increase your laundry work.” I smiled and felt do happy that she cared this much for me and never asked anything about it to her and after that she’d never skip a chance to wipe her all kind of shoes and sandals on me and I was also always ready to let her. She’d just call my name from wherever she was and it was my duty to drop anything I’m doing doesn’t matter what, I was to run to her and lie down in front of her so she could use me as her doormat.
 
 After our daily foot massage routine, she’d go and make dinner for us. Me being her floor while she cooking wasn’t a normal thing for us. She never asked me to be her floor again for a very long time after the first time I did it for her. I asked her about doing the same with her after we did it the first time but she said “Son, Its not really comfortable for me to balance on your small body and make dinner at the same time. Moreover I’ve to move around the whole kitchen so you are pretty much useless lying on one part of the floor while I’m standing somewhere else. So I think the best way you can help me is by lying on the floor behind my feet on your stomach, keeping your face flat on the floor. This way I’d be able to stand and keep on of my foot on your face stretching it in different angles for you to massage it.” I was impressed by her strategic thinking of using me to the fullest. This was also a normal routine for us while she made dinner. I was on the kitchen floor crawling behind her feet for her to stop at one place and put her feet on my face for me to massage them. This took a lot of effort for me as she used to move around the kitchen a lot. Some of the times she would stand on my face to get something from the higher shelves. She would also ask me to move my face just near the wall so she could reach the back of the shelves to get some ingredients from there. She would take sweet time to find them and then check their expiry dates making sure and getting off my face. I never asked her why she used my face with her dirty sandals to stand on and not my back or hips or something. But never did as I had learnt she knows best and there would be a reasonable explanation for her to do that. It would always hurt my facial skin like its burning or something when she’s move her sandal soles on my face but I never mentioned it to her and neither did she ask.
 
 Once the dinner was ready, we would have our food in thr dining room with her sitting on the chair keeping her plates on the table. Whereas I was accustomed to lie on the floor in front of her chair under the table on my stomach with my plate on the floor in front of me. She’d use my head as her foot rest while having her food as she had learnt that it is always good to have your food sitting in an upright position with a comfortable body posture for a better digestion. Earlier she used to put a small stool or some books on the floor in front of her to eat her meal but one time I had finished early and was playing under the table and she accidentally placed her foot on by forehead and since then it has been me under her feet while she’s having meals at home. I asked her about why she didn’t let me get under the table in the restaurants we went to occasionally with my food but she explained about it is against the policy of the restaurant to have your food anywhere else other than the table also co-incidentally every restaurant we went to had the exact amount of chair height she needed for her posture so she didn’t need me there. Due to her using my head as footrest, me lying on the floor on my stomach and having to lift my head up to chew at the same time supporting her leg’s weight it would become very difficult and painful to chew my food without moving her foot too much to make her uncomfortable. She would press really hard down towards the floor on my head when I’ll be moving a lot and she’s not able to eat her food in the proper posture. So I’d just rest my forehead on the floor for her to get to the proper posture again before slowing moving again to continue my meal. She loves me a lot even this much that even when she was finished with her food she used to wait in the same position for me to finish mine all the while talking about her day and her friends keeping me entertained when I was eating my meal. It was my duty to tell her that I’m done by tapping twice on her foot on my head as it is rude for a younger person to cut an elder persons’ talk. She would finish telling her story and then move her feet to let me out to take our dishes to the kitchen to put them in the dishwasher and turn it on.
 
 After dinner she used to watch her favourite sit com while sitting in her favourite recliner having her favourite wine and her favourite cigarette. She used to get so angry at me when I make some noise or try to ask her something when that show is on, that she even slapped me once with her sandal on my face for doing that. On the occasion she slapped me with her sandal, she shushed me off by forcing her sandals front into my mouth and warned me that she’d put her foot in my mouth if I removed it until the show is over. So I spent the entire hour with her sandal in my mouth and she using me as a footstool while watching her show. On that day onwards I used to keep really calm and just lie there near her recliner like a cute dog, she’d just pat my head and back with her soles and sometimes sole of her sandals whenever she felt like while watching the show. On one of the occasions when she rubbed her sole on my neck I felt something hard and cracking on her sole and I mentioned it to her. She checked and said “Oh son! I think I need a pedicure real quick this time. My heels have started to crack already and its not even been 2 weeks since I had one. I think it because I’m getting old and weak. But these damn things cost like a fortune so I don’t think I can get one till next month at least. I asked “Mom what’s a pedicure?” She explained how they take care of the feet by applying creams and massage them and cut the nails paint them and make them very beautiful. When she said they put moisturiser on the soles to keep them from cracking and retaining their beauty. I suddenly remembered something out teacher had taught us the same day about how our saliva is the best moisturiser and told about it to her. She was very intrigued by this and checked on the web to find many websites taking about caring for your feet with saliva.
 
 She said “Oh son! This seems very useful and all. But I don’t think I can handle your spit on my feet. I don’t think but I kind feel it to be degrading having someone spit on your feet. I don’t think its a very good idea. However, if you just use your tongue to massage my feet soles rather than spitting on them and then using your hands that would be very respectful and royal. I think I deserve that kind of treatment anyway. So what do you think? It isn’t weird for you helping your mother with her feet for you though?” I said “I don’t think licking your feet is a good idea mom. I mean it is kind of weird also your feet seem to be a bit dirty also. I don’t know I really wanna help you.” She said “Oh so it is weird for you to help your mother with her feet now? Really honey? Its not like I’m asking you to lick my whole feet to just clean them in your mouth or something. It is just that my heels are dry and anyways you are the one who suggested about using saliva on feet so why don’t do it properly? Now I know they are feet and are dirty but its just the heel part I’m asking you to suck for me and only for just a few minutes.” I said “Ok mom! If you say so. I’ll do it.” She was really happy to hear that and said “You know I love you right!” I said “Yes mom! I know!” Then I turned under her feet now on my back, she lifted her feet and placed both of them on my upturned face. One on my forehead and eyes and other on my mouth. She brings her right foot’s heel, that’s on my mouth, over my lips and pressed down on them until her dry and cracked heel touched my wet teeth and she rubbed it on them for a few seconds before kicking on my mouth and saying “Open it up now and use your tongue to lick the heel. Don’t be so lazy now. Bring it out and put it to work.” With that I opened my mouth and brought my tongue in contact with her heel and started swirling on it. For the first few licks it felt really rough on my tongue and felt like her heel is cutting my tongue. Later after a few minutes of continued licking and wetting her heel with my saliva moist her heel a bit and then it did not feel that rough at all. It was quite soft actually. I don’t know why but there was a very delicious taste to it as well. It was kind of salty and sweet at the same time. I licked all over her right foot’s heel for more that 20 minutes at least before she switched her foot presenting now her left foot’s completely dry heel to me to lick it moist. I started my work on thag heel with full dedication knowing what level of dampness to achieve aiming to do it much faster than the previous foot knowing how to do it now. With that thought in mind I started licking her heel vigorously and actually started lapping at her sole like a dog. She saw me doing that laughed and said “Oh my god! You look so cute doing that! You are such a good dog for mommy! Mommy loge you my little cute puppy! Keep licking like that on my heel you hungry puppy. Good boy! Lick it up baby! Yes like that.. that’s my good doggy!”. Me listening to her saying this and understanding that she’s really liking my effort to help her. I kept giving the same treatment to her heel for more 20 minutes. After that I repeated the same process again on both the heels for another 10 mins each before she announced she’s really happy to get a mouth pedicure from me and hoped to get more treatments like these from me in the future.
 Then she said good bye to me, kissed my forehead and retired to her bedroom for the night.

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Re: Mom loves me alot
« Reply #2 on: March 25, 2022, 09:29:58 AM »
Hello everyone, I’m back with another story about my mom. This incident is mostly based on a particular weekend we spent together. As I’m mention earlier, mom works in an office for the whole week. But she has the weekend to herself to pamper her and get the other jobs done. Usually I’m there to take care for most of our needs in the house but she still has to do the outside work like shopping for groceries and other stuff that requires drives. She believes in finishing up all the work on Saturday so she can have a relaxing and soothing Sunday. That’s been the case for every weekend since I can remember.
 
 So this particular instance happened when mom had just recently started using me as around the house to make her life easy around the house. Starting from taking care of the dishes I had reached a point where she’ll just call my name and I’ve to run to her to find out she’s standing in front of her wardrobe trying to reach the back of the closet. So I willingly go and lie in front of her so she can use my chest, stomach, neck or face to stand on me and decide what to wear. I’ll continue with this happening from the beginning.
 
 Today is Sunday. This means mom has worked real hard the previous day and she’s going to relax for the whole day today. I had slept on the carpet in the living room just in front of the Sofa last night. Actually mom had asked me to do that as when she goes out for a jog in the morning she needs some place to rest her feet on to tie her shoes up properly so they won’t come loose. She had asked me to this for her on many previous occasions when I had been awake. She’d just call my name from the living room and I’ll go and prostrate in front of her keeping my forehead on the carpet so she can use my head as a footstool to tie her shoes up. But yesterday night when I was kissing her feet while massaging she said “Hey puppy, could you sleep here itself for the night? I mean it can be cold considering the weather here but it will be really comfortable for me in the morning to use you as my footstool before I go for my jog. So what do you say?” I replied while still alternating her feet for kisses “Sure mom. I’ll be here in the morning. Just try to not wake me up while doing that.” She said “Of course pup! I’ll be extra careful.” But she was NOT at all CAREFUL.
 
 It was around 5AM. When I woke up with some pressure on my face. That is when I realised she was tying her shoes using my face as her stool. She had already done her left shoe and soon she was done with the other one as well. After she was done, she stood up on my face, checking her out in the mirror across the room from her. She casually stepped down from my face to the carpet and says “Oh hon, are you up? Did I wake ya? Sorryy!! But I tried really hard to be as silent as I could. I think you have a very week sleep.” She had to know it that standing on someone’s face with your hard tread sports shoes will wake up even the most heavy sleeper in the world. She does know and realise this right? Or did she not know she’s standing on my face? Of course she does. She just stepped off it. Is it because she thinks she’s too light and doesn’t believe her weight is enough for me to wake me up? It had to be the latter. What else could explain this? Realising she’s waiting for my answer I started to reply “Yeah mom.. Seems like I’m a very light slee..” but she just cut me off by stepping on me to my chest practically jumping from the floor onto my chest and said “Hey pup, I don’t think I have time to listen to this boring story of yours so I’m gonna go now before it gets too hot for me to run. Now bbie my carpet boy! See you soon” and with that she spun to her back and got off me to move towards the main door to go out.
 
 She spent around 2 hours exercising so I knew I could go back to sleep and I think I did as well after about 10-15 mins. I woke up what felt to me about 10 mins after but I was sweating now so it had to be near noon if not past. I woke up to a very bad smell, it took me a while to figure out the cause of it and realised it was one of my mom’s socks that was resting on the carpet just an inch from my face. She might have been back from her jog and would have used me again to get her shoes and socks off and would have left them there itself before going to her washroom to take a bath as I could still her the shower running. After about a minute I picked up her sock and kept it in her shoes that were also resting about a foot from my face. But the smell did not seem to have faded even a little. That is when I started searching for the other sock and I realised where it was. I was shocked when I realised that it was resting on top of my chest. How could have not noticed it earlier? Why would she even keep it there? Her dirty sweaty sock lying on my chest just about 2 inches from my nose? Did she not realise where it bhagwaned when she took them off? Did she put it there herself? I didn’t know and didn’t understand as well. I tried going back to sleep after putting her that sock as well inside her shoes. But I couldn’t due to the very hot weather and the carpet wasn’t helping either. My back was totally sweaty by now and so was the carpet under my back. I heard mom coming out of the washroom in a towel. She came straight to where I was lying and saw I had woken up and said “Hey pup, seems like you had a good sleep after we talked in the morning as you didn’t wake when I stood on your face after I came back from the jog. Oh I see you have put my socks back in the shoes, I had put them on your chest and face to air the sweat out.” She took her right foot out of her toilet slippers and put it on my face touching the base of her toes on my nose and said “Hey pup, do they still smell? I spent around 10 mins cleaning them today if they still smell I can’t do any thing about it then other than going to a doctor about this. So how do they smell?” I took a big whiff there and said “Mom they smell delicious! They are like candy. Very sweet smell I could lie here whole day.” She laughed and said “Well that’s a good way to appreciate your mom! And it is blueberry that you smell. It is from the moisturiser I bought yesterday. But its good to know they smell good to you.” With that she moved her foot a bit forward so that now the ball of her foot was resting on my lips and toes dangling over my chin pressed a bit there smashing her sole on my lips at the same time blowed a kiss to my direction. She gave me kiss with her feet. She’s wonderful. I love her!
 
 Then she put her foot back in her bathroom slippers and said “brb pup..” with that she went to her room to change. I kept lying there for another few minutes before I decided to get up myself and have a wash. As when I was about to go take a bath, by the time she had returned back to living room and sat on the Sofa, she called me to her and said “Hey pup, You seem to sweat a lot when you are asleep.” with that she pointed to the carpet in front of her with her foot showing me a wet stain on it where I had been sleeping and continued “I wanted to rest and watch TV but now I can’t cuz my feet will not be comfortable enough.”. She said this looking deeply into my eyes as if trying to say “Its your fault now fix it you asshole”. I without saying anything went on my knees and laid back on the same spot in front of her. She smiled saying thanks and brought her feet down on my chest and face using me as her footstool to watch her show. She was wearing a a cute yellow tube top and white jean ripped short shorts. She had painted her toenails black and they seemed freshly done, matching her flip flops which also sparkled as if they were new. Of course they had to be super clean as yesterday when she was shopping for the house I was at home sucking and licking all the dirt and sweat off them as she had planned to wear them today. I knew I did a perfect job on them. She had asked me to use a wet towel and some wipes for the job but when I was doing it the wipes were leaving paper marks on the base where her soles rest so I decided to use my tongue instead of them. Mom also really liked the idea as this had brought a new shine in her flops. Moreover she was so impressed that she wanted me to do it again in front of her to the sandals she was wearing that that while she was still wearing them. I spent around 40 minutes licking every part of her feet and sandals that I could reach with my tongue until she removed them from her feet and asked me to continue licking her feet clean as the soles were still dirty from all the walking she had done. I spent another 20 mins cleaning her soles with my tongue and I did a thorough job. I even did in between her toes and under her toenails.
 
 She was very happy with the results and so she suggested me to do this every Saturday for her. Now this is my duty to spend 4 hours licking her footwear every Saturday before she’s back and is ready to have her feet and sandals, she had been wearing that day, cleaned with my mouth. She had also instructed to replenish my saliva after every lick or suck I make before I continue with the next one, as this will not let the dirt that I’ve already sucked to be applied back to a new spot that I lick. For a first few minutes yesterday, she asked me to keep a bowl and then keep spitting all the dirt out into it. However, this was too gross for her to watch me spitting after every second so she just ordered me to gulf it all down into my stomach. According to her this would help me with building a better immune system and so is good for my health and well being. She was very happy to help me get fitter may it be mental or physical strength.
 
 Ok to continue with the story now.. She was engrossed into her sitcom while casually caressing my nose, lips, eyes and forehead sometimes using her flip flops soles and sometime using her bare feet sole. She’d once in a while pick her one foot up and slap it hard on my face when I would be moving my head slightly as it was becoming really hard and also hurt a little supporting her weight on my face. We had the carpet but still my head would hurt after a while I’d just move my head a little under her foot expecting a foot slap and accepting it as my fate. She might have slapped me around 10 times during the course of 1 hour. After she had finished her show, she went deep into the sofa relaxing, lit a cigarette and asked me “Hey pup, do you think we should go out to a mall or a cinema?” This was new.. I had never got to chose. This is the first time I was given an option. She had always told me to get in the back seat of her car about 20 minutes before we had to leave for something she had planned for both of us. I was happy and wanted to make a right first choice. So I was thinking about it when she slapped me again with her right foot but real hard this time and said “Answer me when I ask something. Its a compulsion for you to speak up when you are talked to! Never stay quiet again until you have been asked to by someone superior. Now I need you to answer my question in the instant when I finish asking it. So where do you think we should go Movies or Mall?” I instantly without thinking replied movies. I don’t know why but I just said it. I guess I was too afraid of her to misbehave and not comply with her command. She put her right foot’s heel on my lips, pressed a bit until they were resting on my teeth. She started casually rubbing her heel on teeth and said “Ok but then I’ll select the movie and I select “Scared Love”. I have been wanting to watch since last week now. Good that you chose movies.” Saying this she smiled at me and said “Ok until you plan on going to movies like my slave with all these untidy clothes and messy hair, I think you should go take a bath. Also a lady like me even not take up a slave in the condition you are. I mean look at you.. your face is black from all the dirt your clothes are torn. You look like a slob not my sweet little puppy any more. Go, clean up and come back as my cute little puppy you are.” With that she lift her legs up for me to get out and go to washroom.
 
 I came back after 20 mins with my clean clothes on. She was still sitting on the same spot as earlier and using her finger called me to her pointed to the feet on the floor. I saw some rose petals on her feet and said “Oh mom your feet look so beautiful, even more beautiful than the rose itself that’s why it couldn’t stand the beauty of them and shattered into multiple petals.” She said “Oh my god that is the most SIMP thing I’ve heard. Now get down there, kiss and thank them before they take you out today.” I bowed in front of her started planting kisses all over her sandals and feet saying “Oh holy feet, thanks for taking me out today. I owe you a big one for doing this favour. Thankyou very much mom’s feet.” She laughed and said “Ok Seems like you really like kissing my feet. Do you?” I said “I uh.. I don’t know mom, It feels good to see you happy. i can do anything to keep you happy. I love you.” She said “Oh my dear puppy! I love you too a lot. I know you love me too.” and stood up there while I was still kissing her feet. She took the step forward slightly kicking my face unknowingly to go out and asked to follow her on all fours behind her. I complied to her order and did the same until we reached the shoe rack, she asked me lie there, when I did she stepped on my chest using her left foot put her right foot on my face balancing equally between her feet she took off the key from the wall and went to the door asking me to follow her. As we were going out of the house I followed her walking normally but still behind her holding her purse. She unlocked the car with the center locking on the remote. I being a gentleman went and opened the door for her to get it. She kept standing there for a second before she pointed to the floor in front of the step of her suv. She had a range and it was very difficult for her to get in. I have listened to her complaining about how high step she has to make to get in her damn car. She kept pointing there and since it was hard floor I laid on my stomach presenting my back for her to step on and use me as step to get in her car more comfortably. She took her first step on my head soon her other foot also joined on my shoulders. She opened the door of her car and stepped back a bit but still keeping her right foot on my head and pressing lightly said “Woaah! That is way too hot for us to sit in. I need start parking my car in the garage over night on weekends. But for now I think we have to wait until it gets a bit better.” With that she stepped forward again to the same position put her hey in the car and started it to turn the AC on, rolled down all the windows and just waited. She kept standing there on me while waiting for the car to cool. It was around 40 degree celsius outside with me lying on the hard and dirty concrete road with my mom using me as a step to get in her car, which due to being too hot, I was reduced to rather be a carpet for her to stand on outside our house. If anyone came out in this heat, they would be able to see my mom standing on me near her car using her iphone to fan her while waiting for the car to get colder.
 
 As when I though it had been 5 minutes and the car would now be cool enough for her to sit in. I saw a pair of feet, from under the car, coming towards the car from the opposite side. Soon I realised it was one of the neighbours. It wasn’t Sheena aunty it was another neighbour. She said hi to mom. Mom smiled back and said hi. Then they started talking to each other having a small conversation about the event they were planning together due next week. She couldn’t see me there as she’s on the opposite side of the car. They were having a normal conversation when about 5 minutes later the neighbour realised my mom looked taller today and asked about it. To which and to my horror mom replied “Oh that is because Rohan (my name) is lying here under me so I can step into the car. You know these damn SUVs are too big for short chicks like us to get in comfortably.” To which with a great shock the neighbour replied “Omg! What? Are you standing on your son to get into your car? Is he ok? I mean are you sure it doesn’t hurt him?” Mom said “Oh no! Don’t worry about him. He’s a very strong man. He can carry my minimal weight with no issues. I’m sure he’ll be even able to carry your weight on him too.” To which the neighbour said “Oh no! I don’t think so Heena (mom’s name) I weigh a lot more than you also my sandals are way to dirty to even step inside the house rather than on your son. But I sure want to see this. Can I come over to that side to see?” Mom said “sure” and stepped off my head now to stand only on my shoulder blades. Aunty came to this side and smiled very big to see me lying there with my mom standing on my back with her goggles on looking sexy in her outfit. Aunty said “Oh wow Heena, you look very hot today! If I was gay I would’ve surely made my move onto you today.” and they both laughed and talked a bit more while my mom still standing on my back. After about 10 mins of talking like that, aunty pulled her foot out of her sandal and said “oh my foot is sweating like hell today. Do you mind me wiping it off on your son?” To which mom said “Oh no not at all. Go ahead, use his hair actually, they feel so soft and do a very good at cleaning all the sweat from even in between your toes.” Aunty said “Oh really, let me try that then.” And she placed her foot on my head and started wiping her sole on my hair all the while still talking to mom. After they were done, aunty kind of stepped on my head to hug my mom goodbye before leaving for house. She did not even talk to me the whole time. It was like I was just a tool for her to use to clean her sweaty foot and nothing more. After she left mom said “That bitch makes me crazy” and stomped down hard with her left foot where she was standing. After realising I was still there she stepped off me to sit in her car, still keeping her flip flop feet resting casually on my head she said “Hey I think you got your hair dirty. Go and clean your face and head while I wait here for you. I don’t wanna have a dirty footrest while watching a movie.” With than she pulled her feet up into the car and closed her door rolling up all the windows. I went back in cleaned my face and hair to make them spotless so my mom’s tired feet could use them in the movie theatre as a stool to make her movie more relaxing and comfortable. I came back and sat in the back seat. She drove to the cinema and asked me to get out and open the door for her so she can come out when she parked. I went and opened the door for her, I decided to get on my knees while opening the door for her, since the parking lot seemed to be empty being an old movie and too hot for people to come watch a movie. She acknowledged me there on my knees but behaved like its a normal thing to see your son kneeling in a parking lot in front of you. She took her feet out turned to face me put on foot on the step of the car and other on my shoulder. She stepped on my shoulder full weight before she closed the door of the car locked it and then due to her weight I had bent too much that I was almost lying on the concrete parking floor when she stepped off me using my face as the last step before putting her delicate flip flops on the road. She went to take the tickets for us I followed her around with her purse to everywhere she went. Even waited for her outside the ladies room for 10 minutes holding her purse.
 
 She came out and we went to order some snacks for the movie for it to be delivered to our seats during half time. When it was time, we went in the theatre, she held me from my arm tightly for me to keep her pace. She practically kept dragging me along the stairs to reach the last row of seats to the extreme left of the theatre where there is a private place with 2 seats. She went and sat down on the chair she had booked and I found out that there is a very big leg room for us and really no one could see us until anyone took 3-4 extra steps into our direction only to see the seats but still not the floor in front of them. She asked me to lie in front of her chair on my back as her feet were already a bit dirty on the soles due to us walking upto here. I did as she ordered and started licking her feet soles. I continued to lick her feet and sandals for the whole movie lying there in front of her on the carpet floor in the dark. When it was halftime, mom said she’s going to the washroom and will be back soon. She got up standing on my face and left for aisle to go out of the theatre. I chose to keep lying there for her as she had not asked me to move before she left. After about 5 mins she went, I heard someone’s footsteps coming in from the left side from where she’d left to exit the theatre. But as soon as I saw pair of red converse with white soles to appear just about 2 cm from my face. I realised it was the waitress holding her snacks. I looked up but since she was holding a tray full of snacks I couldn’t see her face but she looked enormous standing so close to my face from that POV. She seemed to be looking around for someone on the seat when she took a step forward her right shoe hit me in my nose. She might have thought it would be something on the floor and said “Why do people keep their stuff on floor in a theatre?”, and she took a higher step this time placing the sole of her shoe on my face and waited there for someone to appear to collect the snacks. Not long and mom appeared from behind her. The waitress looked at mom standing at her back, so she turned around to face her and in that moment she stood up on the “stuff” on the floor that was my head. She handed the tray to mom and collected money from her all the while talking to her standing on my face in her dirty converses. She said thanks to mom before stepping off my head onto my chest then stomach and finally taking her last step on that region before stepping down from me to the floor and leaving to the exit.
 
 Mom came closer trying to find my face with her sandal sole. When she did, she asked “Hey pup, you okay down there? Did that lovely girl hurt you when she’s standing on you? Do you think you’d be able to keep lying there and let mom use your face as a footstool for her flip flop clad feet? I wanted to use your face as a stool for my bare feet now but since that girl has already stepped on your face and looking at her shoes I’d guess your face would be completely dirty down there. So I don’t want to keep my bare feet on your dirty face. Also I think my sandals are way more cleaner that her shoe soles, so I’ll try to use the soles to wipe on your face to clean the dirt off. I know I won’t be able to see where I’m cleaning but I think its better to clean something than nothing. So what do you think?” I said “Thanks mom, yeah I can feel the dirt in my face after she stepped off my face. I will be very thankful to you for doing this for me. You are the best mom in the world.” She said “Aww baby! I know I’m the best but you are also the best puppy a lady could ask for.” Saying this she put her sandal clad feet on my face taking a step forward to stand there before sitting down on her chair and crossing one leg over the other using her left sandal sole to wipe my face with. She kept watching the movie and kept moving and wiping her flip flop soles on my face trying to reach every inch of my face. This would also mean that she’d put her sandal on my lips and mash every once a while and that would force some dirt to go inside my mouth. I did as she had trained me to do whenever I feel any dirt in mouth and that is to swallow it down. She kept sitting there and enjoying the movie while I kept lying there letting her clean my face with her flip flops.
 
 After the movie was finished she waited till the end to get up from my seat and on face before walking away to the exit stepping on my chest and then to the floor towards the exit. I collected her purse and went to catch up started following her to the car maintaining a gap of 2 feet between us. Now it was time for another show So the parking was really crowded so she didn’t ask me to lie down on the floor in front of the car. But rather asked me lie under the driver seat so she can use my face to rest her sweaty feet on while driving. She drove all the way to home while using my nose and eyes as the dead pedal. When we reached home she parked the car directly inside the garage and asked me step out first to be her step for her to get out comfortably. Once I got to the position, she swung her feet and jumped from her seating bhagwaning on my chest making me release any air left in my lungs. She stood there collecting her stuff from the car for a couple minutes. My eyes had started to water and I had started to feel a burning sensation in my chest due to lack of oxygen for that long. As when I though I’m going to pass out she stepped off me to go inside the house saying “Go and clean up before you come to serve me in the living room. You face looks like a mess. I’m so glad I didn’t let you sit in the seat. As you’d have stunk it up completely. Now hurry up pup, my feet are really tired after all the walking we did and they need a good saliva pedicure today. I hope you are not too tired to help your mommy’s feet feel good. Chop chop pup now.” and disappearing into the house leaving me lying there in front of her SUV for a few seconds. I got up went to take another bath before returning to my job in the living room as ordered by her.

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Re: Mom loves me alot
« Reply #3 on: March 25, 2022, 09:33:22 AM »
Here is another story where my mom used both my aunt and me at her feet for the day. My aunt (father’s younger sister) was in college when my father passed away. He and mom were the only earning members for the family after grandfather and grandma had passed away in an airplane crash.
 
 Just to give a background we were quite decently living the life before my father had passed away with a 24hr driver and a butler. But after him we couldn’t afford them anymore and had to let them go and reduce some other expenses. My aunt decided to give up the studies as now no one was there to pay for. But my mom stepped up and said she’ll pay for her and she doesn’t have to worry about any other expenses. She’ll keep living her life as she has been upto now. All the relatives were really proud of my mom when she’s was able to handle all the expenses well. I’m proud of her too for raising 1+1 kids alone. So my aunt is really really thankful to my mom. She have even cried before her while thanking her multiple times about paying for her studies. She’s a really nice person and really affectionate one. She lives in the hostel to save travel expenses and visit us once - twice a month. She joined college when I was 6 years old and she finished her engineering when I was 10.
 
 This is the story about when I was 7 and she had just started college so somewhere around 18-19. She had visited her earlier after she had started the college about 5-6 times and all the times she’s at home I’d see her doing one or other house work. My mom had told her for about 2-3 times to not bother and enjoy her weekends, go out, have fun with friends etc. But she always said she wanted to help her all she can and will do for her whole life. My mom would laugh it off by saying until you find a prince charming who takes you away from me and let her continue to do her task.
 
 On the third time mom stopped asking her to do  these things and from the next time she had some chores for her to do. The chores were simple enough like cleaning all her shoes, socks and nylons, cleaning a wardrobe in the guest room, clean windows in my dad’s office etc. So while she was doing these chores mom accompanied her everywhere around the house. I did not bother much and kept minding my own business. But I had seen multiple occasions where my mom’s red pencil heels were either too close to aunt’s face, touching them or either rubbing on them. On one of the occasions I even saw mom standing on her. But they weren’t like any fun situations or anything its like they were working around the house and just happened to be where they were. Like for one instance mom had to clean the windows in the dad’s office. So earlier how she had asked me to lie on the floor to do them now she did the same with her. The only difference was, I used to lie on my chest so she could step on my back. But my aunt laid on her back so mom stepped up on her chest with her red pencil heels. I’d been under those earlier but only on back but still they hurt like hell. But now she’s standing on my aunt’s chest. I could see the pain in my aunt’s face with her eyes closed and sweating like hell squirming on the floor. Mom took about 5 mins to clean the window and stepped off her chest. Then they continued doing other work around the house.
 
 Another occasion where my mom’s heels were very near to my aunt’s face was when they were cleaning the wardrobe together. My aunt had suggested that she can lie on the floor in front of it and clean the floor and board underneath it until mom does the top part. So my aunt laid on the floor on her back in front of the wardrobe and started cleaning. She was all the time looking on the other side of where mom was standing to clean the upper part. Mom would move around her body to clean different parts. On time I cane there to get my charger I saw mom standing just about 2 mm away from my aunt’s face on the floor. I asked my aunt where the charger is as she had taken it earlier. She turned her face to see me. As I was behind mom she couldn’t see me but still kept facing in my direction. Which meant now her lips would sometime touch my mom’s toenails when she spoke. Mom did not move at all and kept cleaning ignoring us both. She kept talking to me for some time still lying there and moving her lips on my mom’s toenails. We had a conversation about for 5 minutes where mom also joined in but did not move. Even one time she asked a question to my aunt and looked down to her feet. Aunt was still looking at me so her lips were just about 1-2 mm above her toes. Mom lifted her foot with her heel on up while kicking my aunt’s cheek up to face her saying “Answer me. I don’t like to wait.” Put her shoe back on the floor just near her face and started cleaning again. I silenced and left the room. I heard my aunt apologising to her and answering her question.
 
 On the 5th time is when mom used us both. So that was a Sunday and mom was just chilling in the house. Not having any work to do with aunt here. She had got quite relaxed and happy since aunt had offered to help around the house. She deserved it. She worked really hard her whole life. Now she deserves some pampering. Even more than what she’s getting now. She deserves a lot more. So to continue with the story - mom was sitting in the living room on the recliner. I was sitting in front of it so she can rest her feet on something soft. The carpet had got dirty so the floor was too hard for her feet to walk on. And she had started using me to rest her feet on since the last Wednesday. She’d call me wherever she’s sitting and I’ll go and sit in front of her so she can rest her feet. One time she was sitting outside in the lawn and called me there. She used me as her footrest outside her house in the lawn. Alright leaving that behind. She’s resting there having her cigarette and wine. Its 8 pm and she’s relaxed already with the buzz. Aunt was just about to leave when she came to her saw me there looked back ag mom and said “Bye sis, I’ll leave for college now.” Mom said “No! You’ll stay her for thr night as it is raining and its already too late for you to go alone. Get up early in the morning make my breakfast and then leave before your college starts.” She ordered it to her not even expecting her to raise a concern about this decision yet even question it. Aunt also just said “Yes sis, as you say. I can sleep here on the couch.” Mom said “No its too cramped to sleep on. You can sleep on the floor in my room. There is quite thick carpet around my bed so you can sleep there.” Aunt said “yes sis” and left to keep her stuff back. She joined us in the living room and came to sit just in front of me on the floor. Mom saw her there picked her left foot up that was resting on my head, patting it on top of her head said “So how’s your college going? Anything new or interesting?” My aunt turned to face my mom which resulted in slipping of her foot from her head to her forehead now. She said “Yes sis everything is going great. I had this test yesterday in which I topped in the class.” Mom lifted her foot ip from her forehead put it on her cheek and started lightly slapping it while saying. “Oh shut up about the classes already. Tell me about the boys in your class? Anyone hot?” Mom was always a cool person. Aunt blushed and bowed down which resulted in mom’s foot rubbing on her cheek up until her toes reached her eyebrows and stopped to rest there.
 At the same time I had mom’s other foot resting on my shoulder which then moved to the floor eyeing me to get on the floor and lie down. I did the same. She put her house slipper black fluffy ones on her foot and put it on my aunt’s face as well along her other foot. Now my aunt was blushing more as she had one barefoot and other foot in a slipper resting on her face. Mom started slapping both her cheeks pushing her face from one side to another between her feet.
 
 She brought her barefoot down and rest it on my face and said “Put my sandal on” and started tapping it there. Her big to hit me in my right eye 2-3 times making me shed tears. Mom when felt those on her toe which was still resting on my eye said “Ohh I’m sorry pup. I didn’t hurt you much did I?” While still resting her toe on my eye itself and not moving a cm. Ofcourse I answered “No mom, you are fine.” She smiled and started tapping again reminding me to put her sandal on her foot. After I did that, she lift her feet up and put them on the floor. Mom then asked my aunt also to lie down on the floor as she could get tired sitting like that without a back support. Aunt did as she was told. Mom kept sitting there and just dangling her sandals on top of our faces lying there under her feet. She continued watchIng TV while we laid there under her sandal soles sometimes brushing on our noses and lips. She kept sitting like that for an hour or so teasing both of us just dangling her on or other foot above mine or aunt’s face. Then she stood up. She stood with on foot’s toes touching my face and other foot’s toes touching aunt’s hair. Mom looked down at both of us smiling while looking at us. Not a wicked or evil smile. Just a very cute one. While still smiling she lifted her right foot up to my aunt’s forehead started crushing it like a cigarette. I was shocked to see mom doing this to aunt. She had never hurt anyone with her feet with anger. Why was she even angry. She was smiling just now. She kept crushing her forehead under her sandal sole for another minute or so. When she stopped she picked her sandal up and then wiped her sole on aunt’s hair. That’s when I also saw and she said “Finally I caught the fly. It was really disturbing me since last hour. Finally when it came to rest on your forehead I knew I had my chance.”. She said this while still smiling and kind of cheering for her small victory. She did not say sorry or even acknowledge that she was literally crushing aunt’s face under her sandal sole. She sat back on her recliner keeping both her feet now barefoot again on my face and asked my aunt to clean her sandals first and then her face and hair later before she goes to sleep. Aunt started cleaning the sandals while sitting there itself with the tshirt she was wearing all the while thanking my mom for killing the fly as it could have stung her. Mom just smiled at her and said nothing. After she was done cleaning her sandals she was asked to keep them in the closet and come back to her place. She did the same and returned to lie down again the same position. Suddenly mom stood up on my face practically jumping from the recliner to my face. She said “Oh I think we still need to clean the wardrobe in living room. She asked me and my aunt if we could help. Aunt said yes but I said “Yaannnhhhhh” that is when my mon realised that she’s been standing on my face. She laughed a lot at this. I don’t know what was so funny probably how I sounded from under her soles sounded much funnier to her than to me. I just let it pass and she stepped down from there to go to the wardrobe that was on the other side of the room and since there were no carpet mom’s feet had already gotten dirty. She went there looked a bit around said to my aunt “Hey, come down here snd lie in front of the door.” She said pointing to the floor in front of the wardrobe. Aunt went and laid there. Mom took a second before keeping her foot on her chest but then immediately stepped up and tried reaching the top shelf. It was still higher than where she had reached but still tried to reach it by tip toeing on foot and all. While doing all this her dirty feet would have brushed on aunt’s lips and nose numerous times. She did not speak even once about it.
 
 Mom tried reaching the very end but couldn’t succeed. She started thinking while still standing on my aunt’s chest. She spent about a minute or so thinking before literally jumping with happiness on my aunt’s chest. Suddenly realising she’s done wrong lift and put her left foot sole on aunt’s cheek and lips asking “Oh honey! I got really excited. I hope you are okay!” All the while mashing her lips and cheek under her dirty foot sole. Aunt smiled and just kissed her big toe that was above her lips at that moment to say she did not mind. Mom liked the gesture and said “Wow I like your way of saying “its okay” I could get used to making mistakes around here if that’s the way you are gonna forgive me.” And laughed while still standing on her chest and mashing her lips under her dirty foot sole. She said “Ok now back to where we were. I need you here, she said pointing to me, lying on top of Smile (aunt’s name) so I can step on on your chest or face to reach the far end to clean. While you will be just lying there under my feet you can make yourself useful by cleaning the 1 bar of the wardrobe and Smile will clean the floor and baseboard.” She moved to the floor while stepping on her face.
 
 I laid on top of my aunt - with my head on her chest and feet going till her ankles. Mom saw me ready and was about to step directly on top my chest but got blocked for such a big step by her saree. She ended up hitting me on my neck and right shoulder. She thought and said sorry before taking her right foot from the floor and slowly bringing it down to place it on my aunt’s upturned face. She made herself stable by trying to put her foot in different angles on her face before stepping on it. She put her toes on her chin and heel on the forehead. Also she put her toes on her lips and tried stepping on her nose just tiptoeing. This had actually succeeded by mom couldn’t handle my aunt’s piercing nose hurting the ball of her right foot. Finally she decided to place her foot sole diagonally with her toes hanging over the lift side of her chin, mom’s foot’s ball on aunt’s lips, arch over the nose and finally heel of her foot pressing down hardly on her right eye socket. I could feel her breathing faster, clearer and louder as when mom placed her foot on her face. Mom stood there balancing on her right foot there before taking her other onto my chest. But when I saw her lift her left foot up to take the step but was shocked to see it coming down on my face. She repeated the same procedure of finding the best position for her foot sole on face. While she was rubbing her sole on my lips, nose, eyes and cheeks I could feel the dirt on her sole coming down on my face and even entering my mouth. I could surely taste the dirt out of her foot in my mouth. She kept grinding her foot until she found the perfect position with the toes of her foot on my lips and she tiptoed to my chest. I assumed my nose isn’t hard or big enough to hurt her foot that’s why she chose that way. She then stepped onto my chest completely and we all got to work. She kept taking baby steps on my chest. Some times standing with all her weight on my neck and sometimes spreading equal weight on my chest and face. If someone saw us in this position they would die of laughter. It was my aunt lying on the floor, me lying on top of her, with my mom standing here like a queen on top of my face and chest. I felt really humiliated and cheep at that moment but then in the same instance mom pressed her left foot’s big toe on my lips, parted them and came to rest on my wet teeth. Slowly the next toe joined as well. Soon there were 4 of her toes resting on my teeth with my lips parted apart covered around her toe nails. She stood like that working for a couple minutes. Then she put all her weight there on my mouth and teeth and stepped off my face onto my aunt’s face. As when she stepped on her face, her toes pooped out of my mouth and she realised they have got wet. She brought her toes down on aunt’s face and wiped the saliva off on her nose and lips. She then stepped off her face and I also slipped from top of her to the floor beside her. Mom asked if we were done? I said yes mg aunt said she still had some more left. Mom then said “Okay no problem, I’ll bring the chair here to rest my feet on you. Since I’m really tired of stepping around on your bodies so carefully so I won’t hurt you. I’m going to just rest my feet on you while you still finish it up.” She brought a chair and placed it near aunt’s head and sat on the chair resting both her feet on her chest. While she was rubbing her feet on her chest, she saw some dirty foot prints on my aunt’s t-shirt. Then she looked and saw similar prints on my tshirt also. Then she put her left foot on aunt’s face resting her toes on her lips with her nose under the gap between her toes. Crossed her other foot and rested it on her knee angling it to see her soles. She did the same with her other foot as well and said “Oh I did not know my feet were dirty. I thought they’ll be clean since I just had wash. Seems like the floor gets dirty earlier than the carpets.” Then she put her feet back on her chest and asked me “Hey puppy, you had my toes in your mouth just a few seconds ago? How did they taste?” She asked genuinely. I said they were fine. She laughed and then she remembered and told both of us about a time when my grandma once put her dirty sandal that had dog poop stuck on the soles on a sleeping homeless man’s face and wiped all the dirt and poop on his face while he was drunk enough not to realise what was happening and enough for not able to resent it. She said grandma was with her and her friend then. She saw her lying on the floor in our path. Mom and her friend were walking in front of grandma and stepped around him to go on their way. Whereas grandma stepped on his stomach first and then onto his chest and finally on his face to scrape all the poop and dirt off onto his already filthy face (described by mom). Mom said, he deserved to be treated like that for being in their way. Even they were disgusted by his presence but were happy after seeing her mom standing on his ridiculous face. They carried on their walk home all the while roasting that thug. Then mom said “You just said my feet were fine in your mouth right?” I said yes and then she said “She said she wanted the same treatment I had given her previously. She was asking for the mouth pedicure. I said sure mom. Then she placed her feet on my aunt’s face and said “Here let me make it easier and faster for you both. You will be able to tend to my tired feet much efficiently now. Let me know if you want to switch places or something. But for now both of you puppies get to work. Start lapping up the dirt from my soles my dog and bitch. She laughed at her own joke after this by then we had already started with our tasks. Me licking her toenails her upper part of the foot while aunt spent her time licking the dirt of her right foot sole then we decided to switch places and did the remaining parts on her feet. She seemed quite impressed by our eagerness and said that made her feel good that we both are ready to server her like this. I just smiled but my aunt just started tearing up while saying “oh thankyou very much sis. I hope I could help to make you feel good in some way today. You are my god! You are everything for me my sis. My purpose in life is to keep serving you to make you feel happy. I love you for eternity and I just want you to accept me and give some space under your holy feet with the other dirt there. I’m just equal to dirt particle whose life starts and ends at your feet. Since mom still had her feet on aunts’ face with her heels resting on her chin and ball and toes hanging over her eyes and forehead for me to lick under and in between her toes to suck all the dirt properly. Mom was watching her TV while aunt was speaking and sobbing under feet soles while licking near her heels. I don’t know if mom was not listening to what aunt was saying or either did not care because the next thing she did was to slap aunt’s right cheek hardly with her right foot sole following by her voice saying “Shut up already with your all the time sobbing you dirty piece of shit. I’m over the par annoyed with you weeping all the time. From this moment, you are not allowed to sob, cry or even shed on tear while your face is under or near my feet. I’m just disgusted of you shedding your dirty tears on mg beautiful feet. You know your tears are not even worth my sandal soles. Why should I bear them on my feet skin. They do not deserve to touch my skin, not even my soles.” Then she kept kicking her head with her toes saying “Did your small piece of shit brain comprehend what I just said? Or do you want me to make it clear for you by demoing it? With that she put her right foot on my head and pushed it away from her saying “Go puppy, chhooo chhooo go fetch my black bellies. Good doggy! Very good doggy! Go now!” I felt really humiliated and happy at the same time to be addressed like that by her. It was exactly like you talk to a dog. I was happy that was I worthy enough of being treated by her like a dog. Probably that is because of nepotism. But I’m happy with what I had achieved in my young time which most or the people around us just keep on trying for it to no end until their end. So I went on my fours, grabbed her bellies in my lips and came back and bowed in front of mom to place them on the floor near her feet. She asked me to keep my head there, as she need to use it as support to put her bellies on. She put her bellies on and dangled it above aunt’s face casually slapping her face with the hard sole. She was still crying and mom was hitting her. She cried for another minute before gaining her composure and then mom used her sandal sole to wipe all the tears off her cheeks. She did that by mashing her both soles onto her face and using it as a carpet. She was turning and moving her feet in those bellies all over her face.
 
 Mom then turned the TV off and said she’s feeling sleepy. But she still wanted both of us to do one last thing for her before she goes to sleep. She said “I’m really tired of walking on this hard floor now! I just can’t. My feet are just too soft for this hard floor and I need you guys to help me to get to my bed. Now I’ll stand on your face Smile. Then I need Rohan to go and lie down with his head under Smile’s feet sole. Then When I reach and stand on Rohan’s chest I want Smile to get and lie with her face under Rohan’s feet. I don’t wanna see both your faces before I go to bed so make sure you completely hide them under the other person’s feet. If you wanna make sure you are hiding completely just smother your face hard under the sole of the other person and it will work.
 
 She stood up and we took her to her bed. Then she asked aunt to lie there itself near her and gave a pillow to her for the night. I went and laid in my room after she had closed the lights of the room.

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Re: Mom loves me alot
« Reply #4 on: March 25, 2022, 09:34:42 AM »
Hello everyone, this is an incident which took place while I and mom were travelling with my maternal grandma, grandpa, uncle (mom’s brother), aunt (uncle’s wife) and my cousin.
 
 To give a brief about everyone involved in this incident. My mom as you all know is in her early 30s, my aunt is the same and grandma is somewhere in her late 50s. My cousin is not much involved in this incident as she’s quite young (2 years older than me i.e. 10 years) and didn’t care about using me to her advantage. Whereas my grandma had used me once or twice to rest her feet on, on one of the occasions she used me face to rest her feet just out of her completely drenched in sweat socks after she had come back home after 2 hour long run in the morning. I had slept on the living room floor just in front of our couch, she when came back saw me there and thought of resting a bit and as she told this later it felt really good on her moist feet when I breathed through them with my nose. Other than that it has been only once when she used me as a step to sit in her SUV. It happened quite innocently on my part and somewhat innocently on hers’ as well. She had been staying with us for the weekend and when she was coming out to leave for her place I and mom accompanied her to her car parked outside. She opened the boot of her car tried putting the luggage in it. But the suitcase was quite heavy for any of us to lift in one go and put it in. So my mom came up with this idea where she asked me to get down on my hands and knees beside my grandma so she can rest the suitcase on me before putting it in the boot directly. I did as suggested by mom, as when grandma was about to lift the bag to throw it on top of me mom stopped her and moved closer to me to stand near my knees, lifted her left foot in black closed toe office heels and put it on my lower back saying “this will keep him steady” and grandma lifted the bag and it came down crashing on my back, neck and head. One of the tyres hit very hard on the back of my head and it hurt for the next few days but I told no one about it also no one asked. Then after waiting for a few seconds she lifted the suitcase again and successfully kept it in the boot and closed it off. Mom still kept standing in the same position for another minute all the while talking to grandma. I also did not move. Then she said good byes to us, she kissed mom on her cheek and patted the back of my head with her sandal sole for me to look up to her. When I did that she still had her sandal sole in front of my face now, she blew a kiss to me and mashed her sandal sole on my forehead for a second. Then she put her foot back down on the ground to move towards the driver’s seat. When she reached and opened the gate she looked at mom and said “Could Rohan lie here on the road for second, its just too high a step for me to take in one go.” Mom who still had her heeled foot resting on my back kicked me to her and said “oh yeah sure, go ahead” I crawled to my grandma and lie down on my chest and stomach in front of her. She smiled at me before looking towards mom waving to her took a step on mg head first and then second into her SUV. She could have stepped on my back instead of mashing my face hard into the dirty and hot concrete road. While I was still lying there she started the engine and drove off.
 
 Other than these above events I had not had any else with her. And none with my aunt.
 
 So to continue with the story. My uncle had planned this trip for all of us to a nearby hill station. It wasn’t as nearby and still was a long and continuous 12 hour drive. With stops around 16 hours. So we had taken uncles’ car itself which is a big 5 Seater SUV. We were 7 people in a 5 seater car so he had to make some arrangements so that everyone was comfortable for the whole journey. So everyone came to our place first before we headed for the trip. Later, it was figured that all the 3 ladies can sit in the back with one kid in lap of one of the women. All 3 decided to share the responsibility and divide it through the trip. Now I was giving 2 options. Uncle said “Now Rohan you can either sit in the cramped up boot with all the luggage, you won’t be even able to sleep there due to your position. Or what I would also recommend is that you lie on the floor of the backseats. You’ll even be able to sleep easily there and we won’t even have to worry about the cops finding about overloading.” Mom stepped in here and said “Oh yes, he’ll lie on the floor itself I need a good foot rub as when we sit in the car.” To which all the family members laughed and my grandma added “ I wanna use his nose again to rest my sweaty tired feet but since I took a bath just before coming here so he’ll have to get his way with my sweet rose like smelling feet.” Everyone laughed much harder to grandma’s joke as it was really hilarious I also laughed about it. Then after having coffees and snacks we made our way to the car. As decided uncle and grandpa sat in the front seats and then mom asked me to go ahead and lie down before they sit as it will be easier this way. I lied with my head on the drivers’ side. My aunt first came from my head’s side stepping very very close to my face so close that left side of her sandal and foot was actually brushing on my face. She then took her second step resting it on my stomach sat down in the center bringing her other foot also along with her left foot resting on my stomach. She had space to rest her feet in front of her on my right but she chose to use me instead or probably reaching that far wasn’t that comfortable for her legs so she was just being comfortable for the rest of the trip. No one to blame. Next my grandma sat on the side of my feet and mom sat on the side of my head. While mom was trying to sit in the car she used removed her sandals before keeping her feet inside the car and on my face. She took her step on my face mashing it to floor all the while aunt looking at my face in disbelief, but did not say anything at that moment, mom did not put full weight on my face but just used it for her support to sut comfortably. After she closed the door she threw her sandals down on the floor that hit my face and then she used her feet to find them without looking down all the while moving her feet soles all over my face. My aunt had this very short smile all the time she was seeing my mom using me like this. Then when my cousin came and sat in her grandma’s lap off we went.
 
 As when we hit left the city and were onto the highway. Mom sighed and stretched a bit that resulted in her sandalled feet rubbing hard on my face muscles making them burn then she said “Oh I almost forgot, I wanted a foot massage. Now hurry up pup remove my sandals and get to work.” Everyone laughed again at this but I knew my aunt was shocked to see my mom calling me a “puppy” while resting her dirty sandals on my face. As ordered I removed her sandals from in between my face and her soles. She did not even lift her feet up and kept having a normal conversation with my aunt and grandma like there was nothing uncommon. After about an hour or so, my aunt had stopped shocking every time she saw some thing weird. She also became quite comfortable with the situation. Everyone was laughing and having conversations about all different things I also chimed in while massaging mom’s feet when spoken to. After about 3-4 hours into the ride aunt crossed her left leg over her right knee. Which resulted in her sandal sole to come and rest just above my neck and chin pressing against the driver seat. She sat like that for a minute before a series of speed breakers came. And every time the car would pass through that, mom’s foot that I’d be massaging will come down due and slap me on my face due to motion. And simultaneously aunt’s heel would also come down and hit me sometimes in the chin and sometimes in the neck. After the last speed breaker, aunty said “Hey Rohan, would you mind removing my sandal from my foot that is just near your lips.” With that she brought her sandalled foot to rest on my lips and having a conversation with my mom. I removed her sandal and her sole came to rest on my chin now. Mom while having a conversation with her once looked down at me with her sandal resting on my lips looked me into the eyes and smiled at me as if saying “This is you deserve my son. To be under feet of superior women. You are nothing but dirt under our sandal soles.” I know she meant all this because I actually shed a tear thinking about it and looking into her eyes. But she took her away from my massaging hands and used her toenail to wipe that tear from my eye also she pressed her big toe down on my now wet eye to wipe any remaining wetness from them. Once she was done and lifted her toe up I opened my eye to look at her she this time was wearing a cute smile as if saying “Oh my poor puppy. Don’t feed sad pup, mumma loves you. You are the most important thing in my life and I will love you till the end no matter what.” and ai felt it as when I kissed her foot with a smile on my face she blow a kiss to me mashing her foot on my face before taking her attention away from me and throwing her foot back into my hands to continue massaging them.
 
 After about an hour or 2 later everyone thought of taking a small break for washroom and water. Every except me got off the vehicle. Mom got off first brushing her sandals and feet on my face and hair. Next aunt stood on my chest holding her sandals in her hand and then brought her foot to my face slapping it for me to face right under the driver’s seat presenting her my cheek and face to step on comfortably before she can step out of the vehicle. I kept lying there for all the time they spent out taking selfies and what not. I also wanted to go out and stretch but was worried people might see all these dirty shoe prints all over my body and face. Earlier when I was alone in the car I thought of going out but then my cousin came and sat in where mom was sitting with her feet dangling above my face. She said “Ewww, you look like total piece of crap. I think you’ll need a very deep and thorough bath when we reach home. I hope that works and get all that mud and dirt off of you face and body.” Then she again went back outside casually stepping on my face. I did not bring back the thought of going out again for the whole trip until we reach the destination. After about spending good 20 minutes walking and taking photos in heat and dirt all of them came and sat back in.
 
 This time my grandma came in from mom’s side stepping on face to my chest and sitting in the center. She immediately crossed her legs and started dangling her dirty sport shoe soles in front of my face. Then I saw mom sitting on the other side of grandma that is at my feet side. Which meant it was aunt’s time to use me now. She was taking something out from the trunk and talking to uncle while doing that. Also laughing a bit in between. Then later when she came to the door, she brought one of her foot into the car resting it on my face and said “Hey bhabhi how do you like my new sandal? Isn’t it beautiful, also I got a new pedicure yesterday. How do my feet look?” While posing her foot to my mom resting the sandal’s sole under the toes and ball of her foot on my lips and nose lifted from her heel to showcase it completely to my mom sitting on the far end in the car. Mom tried to look but said “Oh I can’t see it mom. Could you move your feet away?” with that grandma uncrossed her legs and put her right foot on my chin to press it down to angle my face towards my mom so she could look at mu aunt’s foot resting on my face. It hurt really hard as my lips had been hurting since aunt had pressed on them for posing probably because she scratched my lower lip cutting it accidentally with her toenail. Now with my grandma pressing down on my chin to angle my head it was hurting like hell in my neck and face. But I struggled through it without saying a word. Then when mom saw it she said “Wow they look beautiful, so stunning and pretty! Even they contrast really good with that filth under your sexy sandals.” This made the whole car lost their mind and started laughing like mad people. It was apparently too funny that even my grandma whom I had never seen laughing laughed. Everyone was so happy to see him laugh that the topic got dropped and later uncle asked aunt to sit down in so we can continue the journey. I had yet not see the sandals which had somehow made grandpa laugh. Aunt lifted her foot up from my face and put it on the floor beside it that is when I was it. It was a beautiful black bellie with a small maroon bow near the cervics of the toes. Her feet looked really cute in those. I assume she had kept her toes outside while resting her sandal on my face to show her pedicure to mom. Now she stepped in sat in the seat without touching anywhere on my face making extra effort not to do so. But when she sat down she immediately brought the soles of her bellies onto my face and rested both her feet on it. With her right foot on my forehead dangling over my eyes. And her left foot across my lips and chin. Leaving my nose pressed hard into her sandals’ and foot’s insole. I could feel a lot of dirt entering my mouth which I had no other option than to gulp it down with my saliva. I chose to shut my mouth close. For the next 6-7 hours we did not take a break and almost everyone except me and uncle were sleeping. While sleeping aunt had moved her left foot that on my mouth just about a millimeter above so now the sole of her sandal was just slightly touching my lips. Uncle was asleep ofcourse because he’s driving, me because you know. So after it was complete silence for about 1 hour or so and I could hear everyone snoring. Uncle said “Is everyone asleep” I had forgotten about all the dirt that could enter my mouth if I open my mouth and said “No, I’m awake.” but suddenly realised what a bbhagwaner I had made. Now not only I had to gulp all the mud and dirt that had stuck to the bottom of my aunt’s sandal’s sole but also keep on having a conversation with my uncle until he pleases and keep on eating all the dirt from her sandal sole. He kept on talking to me for about an hour or so, and due to car moving aunt’s whole sandal sole was also moving over my lips. I remember until the end of our conversation I couldn’t feel any of the dirt coming into my mouth no matter where I would rub my lips on her shoe sole while speaking from beneath her. I was actually proud of myself for doing such a wonderful job. But about 10 to 15 mins later while we were still having a conversation. Aunt said “Oh shut up both of you now. I’m trying to sleep” with that she kept her sandal back on my lips shutting me down with her sandal sole mid sentence of saying “Sorry aunt, I’ll keep qui…”. Uncle asked what happened to me to which aunt replied “Nothing, now he can’t bother me anymore. That’s it.” To which uncle said “I hope you did not put your dirty sandal sole on his mouth.” To which my aunt replied “yeah” and slept again. Uncle also did not bother her after that. She slept like that for a few minuted before she brought her other (still dirty) sandal from my forehead to my lips and kept it there and crossed her now clean sandal over other at the ankle. Now she had her right foot resting on my lips and left foot crossed over it, flattening my nose into my face as when the car hits a pothole. She slept like that for the rest of the ride until we reach the destination. Everyone got out, aunt and grandma both stepping on my face. I came out last and went running to our room’s washroom to clean up. I looked into the mirror and OMG!!
 
 I looked bizarre! Bizarre*100. :P (if you know what I mean lol). But seriously I looked horrible. I was completely black until my waist. Fully soaked in mud and dirty black goo all over my body. It was like really bad. I almost puked seeing my face covered in all different sizes and patterns of shoe prints. I scrubbed myself hard and cleansed my whole body well. It took me more than 2 hours to get all the dirt and mud off my body. I had to rub really hard on places like my cheek, neck and forehead to get the blackness off my skin. But when I was done, I was good as new just a small cut on my lower lip on which later mom put a piece of cotton dipped in detol and it felt ok the next day.

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Re: Mom loves me alot
« Reply #5 on: March 25, 2022, 09:36:31 AM »
Hey everyone, I’m back with another story. This incident is in continuation of my previous one. If you would have read my previous story you’d know that I came back home with one of my mom’s friends and her caretaker.
 
 So when I reached back home Mom wasn’t there, I was relieved by that and went straight to shower. When I came back out and was putting on clothes I heard mom calling me from downstairs, she might have noticed my car parked outside. I told her I was changing and will be down in a second. Being trained to respond quickly to her, I hurried into my clothes and rushed towards her even before a minute was over. She was sitting on her favourite recliner resting her legs on the table in front. I went to her back, kneeled and crawled in front of her like I did when I was a kid. She saw me there, got confused first but then realised how she had taught me to never disturb her by coming in front of her standing when she’s watching TV and said “Awwww!! How are you my cute puppy?? Oh I’ve missed you so much over the last month. Its so good to see you finally my baby!” and bent down to hug me. I said “Mom, I missed you too. I’m so happy to back here, I wish I could stay longer but I just got a week off this time.” She said “Oh don’t worry dear. We will make the most out of this week.” and smiled while putting her right palm on my right cheek. She seemed so cute and beautiful. I couldn’t hold back and just kissed on the back of her hand out of affection. She smiled and roughed my hair with it before reclining back, lifting her legs back up again and resting her right heel with her left foot crossed at her ankle on top of my head and said “Ahhh!! I’ve missed my footrest so much!”. I kept sitting there with her feet resting on top of my head with her eyes closed for about 10 minutes.
 
 Then she picked her left foot up, with her right foot still resting on my head she slapped on my left cheek with the sole of her foot and said “Hey puppy.. Are you hungry? Do you wanna eat out tonight as I don’t feel like cooking and since you are also tired we should just order from outside. I wanna have KFC, will you have your regular? Rice bowl and wings?” I did not wanna have KFC but since she didn’t ask so I just nodded in affirmation. She picked her phone up and ordered for both of us. The rest of the evening was a pretty normal one, we chatted about my work, her daily routines, her meditation classes she’s been taking, her business she’s running. It was mostly her talking for the whole night with me sometimes kneeling, lying or sitting with her feet on my head, face, chest or stomach. When it was about 11 pm and she was very sleepy. I was lying in front of her on the carpet with her left foot sole on my forehead and eyes with other one resting on my collarbone and chest. She picked her right foot up to bring it on my face to cover it completely under her soles, smothering them on my face she said “Oh baby, I just remembered something. Your room is under renovation - I wanted to turn it into a beautiful guest bedroom to surprise you but it hasn’t finished yet. So today like earlier days you can either sleep here itself on the carpet, you can either sleep under my computer table since it will be warm there or you can sleep on the cold tiles of my bedroom floor.” She finished her sentence expecting me to answer but did not lift her feet up from my face. Since her right foot mashed onto my lips when I tried speaking my voice got muffed under her soles which came out as a funny noise rather than words. Which caused her to laugh hard while saying “Oh its just like old times.. I’ve missed that sound.”. When she was done laughing she lifted her right foot up very little so that it was still touching my lips but now I could speak words. I talked to the sole of her right foot moving my lips across the bottom of her dirty foot to be able to answer to her question saying “Sure mom, I think I can sleep under your computer table as I don’t wanna get cold on my first night to miss spending the whole week with you.” She smiled and mover her both feet from my face to my chest and stood up. Then she picked her right foot up and picked her right slipper using her toes, put it on my chest and wore it. Then she did the same with her other slipper. Her left slipper was resting real close to my head so her toes grazed on my left cheek leaving a small scratch from her sharp toenail. She didn’t even notice. After she had worn both her sandals she placed the sole of her right sandal on my lips mashed it saying “Good night puppy. Sleep well..” took a step off me and left for her room. I went to sleep under her computer table. It was in her office room. I entered into the room and it was warmer than outside. I was gonna be much more comfortable here than any other room of course. Also when I reached her computer I saw there was a small carpet that was only in the area of the table and the chair. This made the place much softer to sleep on than any other floor. I was happy that I chose this place to sleep and not any other as I wanted a good sleep due to a lot of travelling and abuse (referring to previous story).
 
 It was a cramped place and I had to move her footstool to the far back of the wall to fit myself. Once I was in the place it was cozy and comfortable. I think I slept immediately when I laid there. I remember waking up just about when I heard mom entering the office room talking on her phone dressed in a proper attire. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to check the time - it was 10 am. She had mentioned how she had a no break one hour meeting at 10 am everyday. I couldn’t believe I had slept for so long probably because it was very comfortable and I was very tired as well. Just as when I was about to come out I saw mom sitting on her chair and pulling it in place to turn on her computer for a video conference (I know that because I heard her saying that on the phone). Once she was in place and had connected to the call she relaxed a bit and tried finding her footstool with her feet (she was barefoot). In that moment she touched me on my chest, neck and face to analyse and then she remembered offering me to sleep there and that’s why probably she pulled her feet back towards the chair. I didn’t know what to do, so just kept lying there and due to such a comfortable environment I felt like sleeping again. My eyes were almost closed when I saw mom peeking under the table to see me. Probably she was checking if I was still sleeping or awake. I just stopped moving immediately and stopped shutting my eyes as well at that same moment to show her that I was still asleep. She kept looking for a minute and then lifted her feet to rest them on my face to see my reaction. Of course I did not move. She kept analysing if I’ll wake up or not with her feet on my face but I did not budge at all. Since my eyes were still a bit open I could see due to her walking barefoot from her bedroom to here, her feet soles had gotten a bit dusty. I could see dirt and some black pieces of mud stuck to them while they were resting on my right cheek and covering my peripheral vision. She them moved her feet a bit to see if that wakes me up but I still did not move. Then she rubbed her soles lightly on my cheek and again I did not move. I think now she was satisfied that she won’t wake me up during her meeting and so now started looking back into the screen leaving her feet resting and rubbing on my face. For about 10 mins she kept rubbing them on my cheek forward and back. Once her toes were just above my cheek as she was pulling her foot back, at the place where she’d move her foot towards the front, she kept moving her foot back until her foot was no longer over my face but she rested it just in front of my face on the carpet. That’s when I looked at her toes closely. She had painted them deep black. Her toes were painted yellow and were chipped off at places last night. So she might have done them fresh this morning. Her toes looked so beautiful. Her foot was really beautiful. She did not have any extra nerves going on top of her foot or freckles or something like that. She has a rather plain, straight and beautiful feet with long toes. I kept admiring the beauty of those toes until I could see them resting in front of my eyes.
 
 About a minute later she picked her other foot that was still resting on my face brought it along her other foot on the carpet in front of my face as well. She kept them there flexing her toes and feet, kicking me on my nose, eyes, forehead and even lips for about 20 minutes. I also kept lying there in my place not moving at all. I didn’t want her to think I was awake as then she’d feel uncomfortable while using me as her footrest during a business meeting. Her feet smelled so good. They were like vanilla. It would be her moisturiser or her foot cream. As it was a new smell. Her feet had never had a scent like that. It was new - it was good. I was feeling very comfortable with her feet moving on my face. It felt like I was safe. I was literally safe, it was mom’s feet on my face. This is my happiest and safest place on earth.
 
 She kept moving her feet for some time then I heard her telling on the call that she’ll be right back and she started to push away her chair using my face as her pedestal to apply the force. Once she was out she spun and walked out of the room. I wasn’t going to move, I had no doubt about it. Its because firstly I didn’t have much to do as I told earlier I had taken a week off from work so there wasn’t anything to do for me literally and secondly as I mentioned She was attending a video conference so I wasn’t sure if she had turned off the camera or not and I didn’t want everyone else to find out that I’d been lying under my mother’s computer desk on the floor. It would seem really weird. I kept lying there in the same position for couple minutes waiting for her to come back and use me again as a footrest during her business meeting.
 
 She came back and I noticed she’s wearing her pink flip flops which have very smooth and thin flat soles. She came back, sat on the chair moved it back into the place and without even a care of anything slammed her feet with her flip flops on my chest and face before resuming talking on her call. I think she forgot about me after she came back as she wasn’t caring at all about me while putting her feet on me. She kept grinding her flip flop soles into my chest and face without any concern of me getting up. Then after about 10 minutes, she had stopped talking and was probably listening to someone else speaking through her headphones when she might have remembered me. She did not move her feet but then looked down at me under her feet. She had her left sandal sole planted on my upturned left cheek and her right foot resting on her heel on my collarbone with her sandal in air dangling on her toes tapping on my nose and mouth time to time. I think she had went to the washroom earlier as her sandal soles were kind of wet. She saw me in that position and lifted both her feet up, she did not look happy to see me under her dirty flip flop soles, removed both her flip flops using her feet which dropped on my chest and stomach. She brought her feet back to my face and rested them on my cheek for a second before picking them back again and resting them on the carpet with her toes pushing into my eyes and nose she bent a bit to open a drawer, pulled a hand towel out and threw it on my face. Then she adjusted it to cover my whole face and rested her feet on the towel. I think the sandal soles had gotten my face damp and dirty and she did not want to put her feet on my filthy face. She was right to do that.. her feet smelled really good as compared to my now dirty face. Her feet were much more cleaner and beautiful than my filthy and ugly face. I might be giving her a stomach ache even seeing her lovely and perfect feet resting on such a disgusting place that she chose to cover it up using a towel. She kept resting her feet on the towel sometimes covering the whole face sometimes just resting her heel on my temple and her other foot crossed at the ankle. One time she rested the heel of her foot on my left nostril with the sole pressing on the towel on top of my eye and the forehead with her other foot’s big and second toe pressing hard on the towel on my other eye with the heel of that foot resting on the carpet in front. She kept using my face as a footrest and the towel now as her foot cleaner. Now she’d rub them on it more rigorously which would burn my skin sometime. Still after about more 30-40 minutes of the torture I did not flinch and kept showing that I’m still asleep.
 
 Later when her meeting was over, she picked the towel from my face using her toes and dropped it on my chest over her sandals. Then she while looking into my face slapped me on my cheek with the sole of her right foot calling my name to wake me up. I also showed that I was just getting up and acted kind of surprised seeing her there sitting with her feet on my face and sandals on my chest. I said “Oh! Sorry mom, I think I overslept. I’ll get out of your way right away. I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable.” She said smiling “Oh puppy. Don’t worry, I wasn’t that uncomfortable. I mean its ok I had to be careful not to hurt you but I think I did good as I didn’t wake you up for an hour.” I said “An hour? Have you been here for an hour? Omg. I’m really sorry mom I can’t believe you had to work like that because of me.” She said “Oh baby I said don’t worry I was ok. I had your soft cheeks to rest my feet on and you know they are the best place for my feet to rest on.” I said with a shy smile “Of course mom. They are always at your service.” She then looked back at her screen and said while tapping harder and practically slapping my cheek increasing the intensity with each slap until she was kicking me in the face saying “I know pup! I know you’ll be here presenting yourself at my disposal at my single command for the rest of your life. You’ll even go till the extent of lying down in front of to let me walk on you so my feet don’t get dirty. I know you’ll even love to be a step for me to climb into a high car. I know I can even ask you to lye down in front of me to get something out of a heigh shelf. You’d even let me stand on your face while doing that. I know I can even use your teeth to scrape of any dirt and your tongue to help dampen my soles for a pedicure. I know you pup - I know you love me too much to say no to me for anything at all. Even if I ask you to eat all the toe jam from my feet I know you can’t say no.” As when she said it I started looking into the toe cleavages of her feet but couldn’t see anything there. They were clean as new. Then she continued “I mean imagine if I went to gym in the morning without a shower then continue to work till the evening completely drenched in sweat and dirt. If I ask you to suck all the dirt and toe jam from my feet before I take a shower, would you not be sympathetic enough to help your sweet and hardworking mom out of her disguise? I know you are too sweet to refuse to do that just because my feet would be smelling bad or would taste funny.” That’s when I realised she wasn’t asking me earlier to clean her toes but just hypothetically explaining. And then it struck me, She was right!! Absolutely I wouldn’t say no to her for any of the situations she had mentioned. Not even these situations, I couldn’t think of literally one situation where I could refuse her. Nothing at all! I mean literally if she wanted me to lye in front of her just if she said that her feet hurt from standing on a hard floor, I’ll not think about it twice. I do love her a lot to say no to anything she asks for. She continued “But pup you know what? You are the best son a mom can ask for. I’m lucky that I’ve such a loving son who is ready to put me in front of all his desires. It feels good to have this power where I know I have a boy, oh sorry my bad.. a man who is willing to make me happy by any means possible. This is a wonderful feeling my pup. The rush of power that I feel when I see your face under feet is beyond explanation. It feels like its just right. I feel like this is the place they deserve to be and also this is where you also deserve to be. Don’t you think the same puppy? I mean I feel like I can be anywhere in the world until I have your face under my soles it is all going to be alright. Don’t you feel the same boy?” I said “Mom you are completely right! I feel being under your feet is the warmest and the safest place for me to be rather than being anywhere else in the world.” She stopped slapping me and lifted her feet up and off my face to give me room to come out of there and saying “Oh my cute little puppy. I’m so glad you feel like that. You can be under my feet anytime you want feel like home. Ok now hurry up.. get yourself out of here, I need to work on this proposal today so go make me a black coffee quickly and come back even quicker to continue being my footrest for the rest of the day. I have a lot to do today so you rather fetch something for you to eat as well while being down there serving me.
 
 I ran and fetched her coffee and an apple for myself. When I returned, She asked me to get on my arms and knees in a crouching position, on her right side beside the chair, so I can sustain longer while she uses my head as her footrest and my back as a table top to rest her coffee mug. She never kept her feet or utensils on the computer table as she keeps it really neat. So I did what was told keeping my apple on the carpet in front of me. She kept using me for about 5 minutes. Before she lifted her feet from my head to scratch her leg on the side and accidentally nudged her foot on my apple. She said “Hey pup, here let me move this apple under your face, so you can eat it while keeping it on the carpet there.” She used her toes to move the apple under my face and nudged me lightly on my temple to start eating. When I bent down to take a bite out of it. It started to roll away. I was getting really uncomfortable and I had to move my head in all directions to try eating it but couldn’t. Mom saw me struggling and said “Oh poor baby, wait let me hold it in place for you so you don’t spill all the hot coffee in your back.” Omg! I had forgot about that, I need to be careful and not move a lot. She placed the base of her toes of her left foot on top of the apple, pressed it down to hold it in place for me to eat. I started to eat it from below her toes which would result in my teeth and tongue tickle her feet and she’d slap me on my face. Once I was more than half way done and since apple had got week, it couldn’t support her pressure anymore and it got crushed under her toes. That’s when she said “Oh my! What have I done. This is really bad.” I thought she was worried about destroying the apple as I couldn’t anymore of it so I said “Its ok mom, I was almost done anyway.” She said “Oh no pup. I mean my toes are all covered in the apple juice now and they are gonna get all sticky and greasy. I don’t have time to go and clean them. Why don’t you just continue eating from under my toes itself? Also just make sure you suck all the juice from all over my feet and the carpet underneath. I don’t wanna leave a strain on the carpet also so you have to put a lot of power into sucking every single inch of my foot to make sure there is none juice left at any place on my foot. Under the toes, in between them,the sole, under my toe nails, over my nails, carpet under my sole etc. Also my feet would smell and taste really good today as I’ve used a special natural vanilla flavoured foot cream. My feet might be a bit dirty from walking bare feet around the house also I went bare feet outside to get the paper from the front door but they are not that dirty to make you sick or anything if you suck all the dirt in. Anyways now you have an apple crushed under my feet which would really help you to swallow all the street dirt from my feet without a problem. I mean its not like I’m asking you to eat the apple from my dirty flip flop sole wearing which I have stepped on all kind of crap even once I stepped on some dog’s pee. Ewww”. I realised she had been resting those same flip flops on my face some time ago but didn’t wanna gross me out by telling me that as she had also done it by mistake. I mean she did not want to put her dirty flip flop soles on my face that’s why she took them off as soon as she realised. Also I understood that’s the reason she threw a towel on my face.
 
 I started eating from her foot. I kept moving my tongue everywhere I could and grabbing everything I could get from her feet, eating it and gulping it down. I spent around 2 hours to clean up everything. There was now just a wet spot on the floor which I had sucked on too many times to verify if there was any juice left. I’m sure there isn’t. While I still had my lips pressed hard onto the carpet to verify mom placed her right foot’s ball on them with her toes resting on my nose, eyes and cheek saying “Here let me help you suck deeper.” and kept mashing my lips into the carpet. And when I sucked I tasted a lot of salty flavour with a pinch of apple juice. I mentioned it to mom and she said “Oh I think that salty flavour would be just some of mine and your grandma’s foot sweat as both used this carpet straight for a month to do our exercises. Don’t worry about that, I think you should continue sucking with my feet pressed onto your lips until you are sure you are not tasting any of the apple juice in your mouth.” I did that for another 20-30 minutes until I couldn’t taste anything as the carpet had dried up. I mentioned the same to mom. She thought about it and said “Pup there is only one way to make sure there is no juice left. Lick the carpet with your tongue to dampen it in a small area where the juice was spilled and then try to suck again with my foot pressing down to help you get deeper.” I brought my tongue out to lick the carpet but mom said “Wait! There is some dirt on your tongue. I don’t want you to get my carpet as dirty as your tongue so let spit on the spot and then you can just use your lips to smear the spit around on the carpet to dampen it.
 
 She without looking down just spat on the floor which actually hit me on the eye. I had a huge gulp of her spit on my face now because she had missed the carpet as she was busy working. I mention it to her and she said “Oh sorry! I’ll do it again..” This time she looked down brought her face just above the spot spat down on it. Which fell on the right spot, I quickly put my lips on top her spit to dampen the carpet, she kept her feet on my head now pressing down real hard on it saying “Ok start sucking all that spit now hard and leave no mark on the carpet.” I kept sucking on her spit for about 20 minutes before again it was dry and I mentioned to mom that I couldn’t taste any apple juice but just some of her and grandma’s foot sweat. She said patting my head with her foot like we do with a dog “Good boy!” Around 3 pm when we were having lunch, I was still sitting in front of her on the carpet with her feet resting on my shoulder. Which due to their angle every time I brought a bite up to my mouth to eat would touch her foot sole first. She ignored it for the first 3 times but when it did the fourth time she asked me to not make her feet dirty while eating and if I do it accidentally I should lick it and clean it off immediately. So after ever bite I took I had to lick her sole to clean it up. After we were done eating, I took the dishes to the kitchen and brought water for her drink. She pointed towards the place under her desk again saying “I’ve a meeting with a very important client today pup. I need to feel as powerful as I can today. So get down there where you belong and keep thinking how lucky and happy you are to deserve the honour of being under my soles.” I observed my previous position under her desk all cramped. She rested both her feet on my face again and continued using me as her footrest in different positions for the rest of the day until 6 pm.
 
 At 6 she turned off her computer asked me come out of there and act as her footrest and a table. She placed the ashtray on my back took a cigarette out and light it up while resting her feet on my head again. She did not speak to me and just kept smoking until it ended. She put it off in the ashtray on my back got up off her chair put her sandals on her feet tapped me on my head and said “I’ll be right back” without taking the ashtray off my back she stepped over me to go towards the door and went out leaving me helpless in that position. I could do nothing but stay still and wait for her to come back and take the tray off me. I waited for around 15 minutes before she came back in and again stepping over my body ignoring me there kept doing something on her computer while standing on the carpet with the back of her feet pressing into my face on the floor just behind them. She kept standing there working for another couple minutes while smothering my face with her soles occasionally bringing one of her foot out of her sandals to rest the sole on face for a more comfortable standing position. When she was done she picked up the ashtray from my back and sat herself down on me saying “Hey pup I hope you don’t mind me resting her for a bit before I go for my jog.” She lifted her right foot out of her flip flop and put it on my head sitting like that for another 10 minutes before getting up and sitting back on the chair saying go and fetch me some water and my sports shoes. When I was bringing both of them back to her office room I remembered how when I was small she had asked for her sandals and I came back with them in my mouth and she was so happy to see me like that. I thought of doing the same this time as well. So I held the glass with both my hands (like kids do) and grabbed her shoes, which had her old socks stuffed into them, with my lips and teeth and lift them up to walk straight. Which resulted in her socks coming out and resting on my face until I reach her. She as expected laughed really hard at me and said “Oh my god!! You still remember?? It never gets old though.. you look like such a good slave now as you did when you were small. Here let me take a photo of you for before and after shots.” She started clicking a lot of pics like she did when I was a kid. Then she grabbed the glass from me and started drinking, I bent down to keep her shoes on the floor in front of her feet on the carpet. As when I was down with her shoes on the floor she put her one foot on my head and pressed my face hard into the opening of her shoes and took some more pics. And then she replaced her foot and took some more then with both feet and with feet at different angles. She might have taken about 1000 photos of my face mashed into her shoes and she resting her feet on my head.
 
 Then she asked me to get into the prostrate position again, when I did she sat down on my back put her shoe on my head and started putting it on on her foot. Then she repeated the process with her other foot. Once she was done she stood up with both her feet on either side of my head resting on the carpet. She asked me move my head to either side and rest it flat on the carpet, I did as told and she stepped up on my face to get a clean towel from the cupboard above the table. After she had one she folded it and tucked it in her lower while standing on my face itself. Then she stepped off to go for a jog saying “See you in an hour pup! Go and clean up good before I come and I’ll need a fresh lime and my footrest for my sweaty and tired feet when I come back so be sure you clean your face and rinse your mouth perfectly. I don’t want you sucking on my feet with that filthy mouth of yours. Even when my feet are completely drenched in the foot sweat they are far far cleaner than what your mouth is now.” With that she closed the door behind her to go out.
 
 I stayed in that position for sometime because I was too cramped to get up but I knew I had to clean up quickly as mom wouldn’t wanna wait even a second to get her feet out of her shoes and pit them in my mouth for me to suck all her foot sweat off them. So I hurried but made sure to clean up properly and was ready to serve her in time with a fresh lime ready. I knelt at the entrance with a tray in my hand holding and presenting the fresh lime to her, hoping she’d be happy to see me like an obedient dog waiting for her to come back.

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Re: Mom loves me alot
« Reply #6 on: March 25, 2022, 09:37:32 AM »
Hello everyone. Here is another incident that out of no where came to my mind which actually happened in the 8th class. You know as I’ve mentioned mom has been using me as her footstool, step stool, carpet and foot blower from since I was a kid. But she had never asked me to lick her feet or sandals or anything like that. Moreover she had ordered me only a couple times to kiss her feet. Once when she came home with 5 new sandals and was showing them off to me but I was playing on my play station and not paying attention towards her. Don’t get me wrong, I was really good boy and listened to her every command and still do. But it was a new game that she had bought yesterday after me constantly literally begging to her for that. So I was engrossed into the game too much to pay any attention and when she noticed this she came in front of me with her arms crossed and looking down on me frowning. I looked up into her eyes, she was mad so I started saying sorry multiple times to her. She said “Is this how you are gonna behave if I get you stuff? Tell me? If this is the case then I might just take it away from you forever. That’d do it right?” and she stepped back and stood on the box of my playstation. I started crying and just fell onto her knees saying sorry again and again. She said “Aww my poor puppy.. don’t cry baby. Mama won’t break it, mama loves her puppy na.. don’t cry” while she was still standing on it and started moving her right hand in my hair. I stopped crying believing her that she won’t break it and now confident that even if she does accidentally she’ll get a new one. I was still sobbing at her knees that’s when she stepped off from it and went to sit on the sofa. Then she said “Hey baby, let me show you my shoes again. Would you like to see?” I was happy that she wasn’t mad at me and everything was fine. I was glad. I said “Yeah mom sure, I’ll help you put them on.” I wanted to help. She seemed delighted and said “Great! And then you can kiss the ones that you think are the best. ok?”. It was new for me like first time she was asking me to kiss her feet not only her feet her feet in sandals. But still it was something I had never done and my dilemma was probably quite obvious to which she said “Oh common puppy.. you don’t wanna get me any more mad now. Do you?” With a staring look. I knew what to do. So I did. I kissed her feet 10 times on each foot for all the 5 sandals. All were great! And I knew that’s what she wanted as she was really happy for the whole evening. I also felt great to know that she’s really happy.
 
 The second time it happened was just about 2 days after the first time. The AC in my room was broken so I was sleeping on the carpet in mom’s room. The carpet extended only about 2 feet from the bed so I had to sleep pretty close to the bed and she suggested that I should sleep just beside her with her soft slippers on my chest as when she gets down from the bed she can use me as a step. I did what she said snd lied down on her side. After about 10 minutes she said “Hey puppy you asleep?” I said “No mom. Do you want me to get something?” She said “Not that but I read it on fb today that if someone kisses your soles specially under the toes, heels and arch of the feet then it helps inducing sleep. Do you think you can do that? If you move a bit lower I think I can just bend my knee to have my foot just above your face for you to kiss it.”. I said “Sure mom, if it helps.”. Since I had done it just few days ago I was ok with it. Anyways it is her feet now not sandals so should be ok. So I lowered myself to be exactly under her foot. I had move my head a few cms up to kiss her foot and she would even move her foot in some random direction so I had to catch it with my lips going behind it wherever it went. I did that for about 30 minutes after that she just pulled her foot up and tucked it inside her blanket and went to sleep.
 
 So these were the 2 times she had me kissed her feet. Now to the main story which was the first time she had me licked her feet. Actually if I think back to that day now I would say it was more of a push from my grandma which actually made her do that for the first time otherwise its really hard to say if she would have ever done it herself. I’ll never know. So to the story as I have already mentioned my grandma’s also in this story and my aunt(dad’s younger sister who’s studying but visits on weekends and helps a lot around the house, mom has used her also like me and she does more stuff willingly.) about whom I had mentioned earlier was also home for the weekend. So it was Saturday evening when mom snd grandma both came home from the jog. Aunt gave them their fresh juices I took away their shoes and socks and presented their house slippers (furry white ones, mom bought them last week). As when they were about to slip into those, grandma said “Hey aren’t those fur? I don’t know about yours but my feet are really wet and I might destroy them. Hey puppy come follow me with those slippers to the living room.” and she started walking. To which mom said “Mine are wet too. I think you’ll just have to wait to put them on on our feet.” Since I was crouching to present them the slippers mom instead of bending and roughing my hair with her hand rather used her left foot to do it only to realise how wet her foot was and took it off to go into the living room. I followed both of them with their slippers in my hands and mouth and went to sit on the floor just in front of the sofa they were sitting on with mom to my right and grandma to my left only slightly.  Mom casually picked her right foot up and rested it on my right shoulder. Since now I was having weight on me I had started to bow my head down to level where my shoulder and head were at same level unintentionally. Which probably to them looked like more space to rest their tired feet on and that’s what they did. Mom crossed her other foot over her ankle and grandma rested one foot on my head and other on my other shoulder. They just kept talking for about 10-15 minutes about lot of things. They were very chatty when together. Then my aunt came in with some snacks for both of them. They took the tray from her put it between them on the couch and started eating while talking about some random stuff again. After about 5 more minutes aunt came back and said “Bhabhi, everything’s done. Do you want me to do anything else before I go to my room?” To which grandma said “Hey girl. Do you think you can sit here on the floor while we eat and blow on our feet. They are really sweaty and today is too warm for them to get them cooler on their own anyway. So if you are all done then you can do this for the next of the evening. Right?” To which my aunt said “Sure aunty, I would be happy to help you in any way possible.” To which grandma said “Great! Come here and kneel beside pup and just keep blowing.” Aunt did the same and she did that for another 20 minutes. I had been their mere footstool for about 40 minutes now and I hadn’t moved an inch. I couldn’t. If I moved they’d be uncomfortable. They just came back from an hour long jog. Can’t I just sit on floor in front of them with their feet on me for an hour? I can! That’s what I thought all the time they kept using me. Then about an hour later grandma said “Hey pup, I think my feet are all dry now. I think you should lick them up completely to get off all the sweat salt from them. I mean there would be alot of junk and sweat salt all over them. So I wan’t you lick every inch of my feet to clean them up nice. Ok!!? “ I was confused. This is way beyond dirty. I can’t lick her feet.. No!! Should I? I mean its just her feet. But lick them. Lick the toes? Toe jam? Sweat salt? No!! I couldn’t. Just as when I was about to say something mom said “Oh stop it mom! You can’t ask him to do that. It can make him sick.” To which grandma replied “Oh shutup!! He’s a big guy now.. little dirt and sweat from mine and your feet isn’t going to make him sick. Anyways my feet were really clean when I wore the shoes in the morning. Moreover, you should really try it. It feels really good. I mean don’t tell your brother but when he was about 5-6 years old he used to lick my feet everyday for an hour after I came back from work. My feet would way too sweaty and smelly due to my double shifts but he’d do it everyday just because I asked him to. I had him do that everyday until I worked. You should really try it is all I’m saying. And I need my feet cleaned so if you don’t want puppy to do it I’ll have her do it for me.” Pointing to my aunt. My aunt said “Sure aunty, If you want me to.” Very shyly and nervously. To which grandma lifted her legs up and moved them to place one of her foot on my aunt’s head and other planted in the center of her face. I saw aunt bringing her hands up to hold her foot in position to lick it, when grandma kicked those away and said “Hands down, tongue out!” And aunt did as ordered. Grandma spent about 10 minutes wiping her one foot on her tongue where after each 2 wipes she had to replenish her saliva by gulping all the dirt and sweat in. While mom and grandma had started talking about random stuff again like it was perfectly normal situation. I kept being a footstool for mom while aunt kept being a foot wipe for my grandma for another 10 minutes. Then grandma out of no where said “Hey girl? Are you fine? I mean do you feel funny or anything? Is this making you sick or something?” To which aunt said “No aunty, I’m fine, I’m glad I was able to be useful for you in some way. I’m happy to help.” To which grandma said “You are a doll. Aren’t you? Now bring that soft tongue out of your sweet mouth and continue slurping.” Then she turned to mom and said “See.. she’s fine! Puppy will be fine too.. just let him do your feet na once. I assure you.. you’ll have them licked everyday. You’ll be waiting for the time you get home and your puppy comes swinging his little tail to your feet and start licking them. Trust me! Its so good!” And she relaxed and closed her eyes saying “Hey girl.. come lie down here on the floor” and she put her feet on her face and relaxed while aunt kept licking her soles. Then seeing this mom said “Hey pup.. do you mind? I mean its not something you have done before but it looks so tempting. Also you know my feet are always so clean and all the sweat has already dried off already. So I think you shouldn’t get sick just by licking my feet. What do you say?” I said “Sure mom!” she brought her feet to my face to squish it between them cheering and said “Come on then.. lie down on the floor and put your head exactly under my feet.” That’s what I did. She lowered her feet on my face and rested them there. I had been in this position but what was new was my mouth was open and tongue was out. Which was being used as a rug for my mom’s sweaty and slightly dirty feet.
 
 They both kept using us for another hour or so switching between their feet and thr topics of conversations in a random order. For all this time me and my aunt didn’t say a word just kept licking the feet that were presented to us.
 
 So this was the first time I licked mom’s feet. After this day she would occasionally ask me to lick her feet sometime. But then she stopped asking for it. It was either a situation where her foot had gotten dirty and I happen to be near it she’d just casually ask me to lick it off. One time some food fell on it so she asked me to eat it up from there and some other random occasions.

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« Reply #7 on: March 25, 2022, 09:38:39 AM »
Today I’m gonna tell you about some random incidents those happened in the early past and recent past. Hope you enjoy all of them.
 
 So it was morning time and since it was a weekend mom had a day off. I had slept in her room beside her bed as she had ordered me to massage and kiss her feet until she slept. I kissed her feet for about 4-5 hours until I just felt asleep without knowing there itself. Which resulted in me sleeping with my face at the foot of her bed and her feet in front of me. It was until 7 in the morning when I felt a kick on my face which resulted in me to wake up but soon realised she had kicked me in her sleep itself. So I continued kissing her right sole that had kicked me for about more 2 hours until she woke up and saw me kissing her feet. She thought I had been kissing her feet all night and said “OMG son, This is really a wonderful way to start my day. It feels so good to have you wake me up by kissing my feet. Thanks for doing it for the whole night. I really love you for this. You are the best son.” Then she used both her feet to grab my cheeks and mushed them together all the while smiling and giving me flying kisses. Then continued “Son I was thinking of going to mall to pick up some dresses, do you want to come along? You can help me get into the car and carry my bags like you did as a kid.” I suddenly remembered every shopping trip we had together. It was almost similar every time we went together and also since I always liked to help her with everything I immediately said “Sure mom”. Seeing my excitement she smiled again and said “Okay son, then I think you should rest for some time before we leave, I’ll also go for a run and will wake you up after the brunch is ready. You can either sleep here beside my bed on the carpet or can lie down in front of the living room Couch. I knew she’d need to use me to tie her shoes up and remove them before and after her jog so I said “Mom I’ll sleep in the living room so I can be useful for you to put on and take off your running shoes.” She said “Sure son. Thanks.” Then she lightly kicked me on my lips signalling with her eyes to get out of her bedroom and I did and went to sleep in the living room. After about 10-15 mins. I felt her standing on my chest fully ready in her tracksuit to go for her jog. She stepped on my face and then onto the other side and went out towards the main door announcing she’ll be back in 2 hours or so. After she left I noticed her house slippers lying very close to my face with one of them partially on my face as well but I did not move them in case she had put them there knowingly.
 
 I slept again for about 30 minutes or so before I heard the maid come in. I tried to go back to sleep and was even successful until she was dusting the living room itself. When I woke up, she was cleaning the top of the TV set. My eyes went straight to her feet, I could see she was wearing her black flip flops (she wore them fairly regularly) her feet were white but dusty due to walking around outside and cleaning. She had her back at me, so I kept staring at her flexing her soles, popping them out of her flips which would give me great view of her soles. Since I was lying in front of the couch and behind the center table, she wasn’t aware I was awake or I don’t know if she had even seen me since she had entered. She finished the TV set and moved into the cupboard beside it and then to the side tables, lamps and showpieces before coming towards the table in front of me. I suddenly closed my eyes to show that I’m still sleeping. I felt her stopping on her way for a few seconds, probably she had just noticed me lying there and was surprised to see mom’s slippers on my face.
 
 I think she just didn’t care about it and also did not move it at all but rather started cleaning the table top from the other side. She kept cleaning for a while before moving around it to come near my legs to continue cleaning on my side. She kept taking slow steps towars my face, carefully stepping between my legs with her right foot and keeping her left foot encased in her flip flops placed lightly on my legs due to very little space. She continued moving until her right foot was near my crotch area and had her left foot lightly placed on my lower stomach. She was very careful not to put any pressure on my body. But since now there was no place for her to stand on the floor she kept increasing her weight on my stomach until she was fully standing there. She kept standing there for a few seconds until I opened my eyes and saw her acting like I had just woken up. She saw me opening her eyes and said “Hey kid, don’t bother me. I won’t take long, just need to clean this side of the table and couch. You can go back to sleeping.” I said “Aunty, If you want, I can move from here so you can be comfortable stepping on the floor rather than me.” To which she replied “No problem kid, I’m comfortable enough like this also this gives me a height benefit which helps to bend over further and clean more area. Keep lying here until I’m done then you can move to your mom’s bedroom so I can clean there stepping on you.” and she just started cleaning again. She moved along the whole length of my body from my stomach to my chest to my neck and finally when she had her right sandal on my chin and left on my collarbone she said “Let me get this away from your face” and without looking down kept gliding her flip flop sole on my face to remove mom’s slipper from it so she can have a comfortable footing position on face. During that she scratched my nose and cheeks multiple times with the hard and treaded sole of her flip flops. Once she was able to get that to floor, she stepped up on my face with her right flip flop on my forehead and covering my eyes with her left foot placed on my mouth and chin squashing my nose between her arcs. Her scent was overwhelming and I could feel the dirt entering my mouth but couldn’t do anything about it as my mouth was blocked by her sandal sole. So I kept lying straight making sure she wouldn’t loose her balance causing any damage on my face. She had a pretty solid balance as she didn’t wobble at all while standing/walking on me for the whole 15 mins. Finally when she was done with the table she took an 180 degree turn on my face causing my face to burn due to her sole, she kept standing like that for a minute or 2 keeping my face stretched and burning under her soles before taking a step onto my chest keeping her left foot on my face for balance. I felt so degraded to be used by the maid like I’m a piece of floor. I think it happened only because she had always seen mom use me at her feet from time to time and also today one of her slippers were on my face so she assumed it was ok for her to use me as well.
 
 I remember when I was a kid and aunt saw mom using me for the first time. It was when mom was getting ready in her wardrobe with me lying on the floor on back with her right right foot in her black heels which were placed squarely on my face for me to tie them. I had just learn how to tie the shoes so mom was helping me practice them without opening my eyes. She had her pointy heel on top of my eye and used to bring it down to touch it to my eyeball if I opened my eye. So when the maid came mom saw me opening my eyes and lowered her heel on my eye saying “Keep it shut you dumb. You’ll never learn if you keep opening your eyes.” Then mom had a proper 5 minute conversation with the maid about what all she needed to do while keeping her heel placed on my open eyeball. I was tearing a lot and once mom noticed it she said wiping her heel on my lips “Ewwww, how dare you dirty my heels with your pathetic tears you moron.”. Mom got really angry when I did not obey her command in a single shot. I always knew that she wants me to do best in my life that’s why she’s so hard on me sometimes. So I never had any negative thoughts about her using me like that. It always felt good to know that I was able to help her in some way and so I lived for it.
 
 Now back to story. Maid continued the cleaning of the couch then stepping down on my body and going around it and then moving onto the other items in the room. Once she was done she came back near my head and stood with one feet hanging above my face with her right big toe above my eye wiping it with the sole saying “Your face needs some dusting too..” and laughed hysterically. She kept wiping her toes all over my face for a couple minutes until we heard main door opening and I saw she panicked and kept mom’s slipper back on my face in the same position then using her toes to close my eyes. I understood and followed her command to act like I’m still sleeping. She went to the other side of the room and started cleaning something that was already clean.
 
 Mom came in straight away to the living room and without any care just stepped up on my face to my chest before sitting on the couch keeping one of her shoe on my face and other on the table in front. Then I heard her click her fingers and just when I started opening my eyes I realised I could only see from my right eye as her shoe was resting sideways on my left eye, nose and forehead. Moreover I couldn’t see mom at all but just the dirt and wet grass stuck to the sole of her right sports shoe. Then I saw maid come near mom and knelt on the other side of the table to remove her shoe to place it gently on the table itself. Which mom picked and throw it on my chest then the maid came near my face to kneel there and started opening mom’s laces before removing her right shoe and placing her dirty and wet socked foot back on my face. Mom took her right shoe and placed it on my chest as well near her other shoe. Then mom brought both of her feet down on my face and started wiping all her sweat on it. She kept wiping until I could feel my face was wet, not damp, it was wet, drenched in her foot sweat.
 
 Until then maid kept kneeling there waiting for mom to stop rubbing them on face so she can remove her socks. After removing her socks mom picked her feet up and placed them on the table while the maid stretched the socks before carefully placing them on my face. I guess she knew how mom liked to dry her socks on my face. This also started when I was quite young. It was a sunday morning and mom had just came back from the jog. She had removed her shoes and socks. She had the habit of throwing them down on me before keeping her feet back on the table. This time accidentally one of the socks came to rest on my face just over my nose and mouth. While the other one on my chest. The one on my mouth and nose dried up much faster due to rapid breathing. She accidentally placed her right foot on my face after some time and didn’t notice immediately but when she did, she said “Oh I thought I had my foot on your chest and not on my dirty socks on your filthy face. But seems like your breathing doesn’t only help dry up the sweat on my soles but also in socks. I think you can make yourself useful by breathing and sucking on my sweaty socks to clean all the sweat off them.” Then she picked her other sock and put it inside my mouth ordering me to suck out all the sweat from it placing her left foot sole on my lips and crossing her right foot on top of it for me to breath into her soles using my mouth to dry them up. From that day onwards it was always me who had to breath in her socks and soles to dry them up while she relaxed and watched some TV. Even when she used to come back from office wearing her heels I had to go and lie down under her feet to dry them up for her.
 
 Now continuing the story, mom placed her feet on the table and I was lying in front of her on the floor face up with her socks on my face being dried up. Then mom picked up one of her foot and pushed the sock that was lying on my lips into my mouth using her big toe. She kept pushing it in until it was completely in and then placed her feet on my face in the same way like she used to do earlier for me to breath through them. I had one of her sock on my eyes other stuffed into my mouth and she had her feet resting on my face for me to breath into her soles using my nose to dry them up. I had always felt proud of myself in these situations as I knew mom was really relaxed and calm sitting like that. She must be feeling like a queen in this position and she deserved that. She had worked hard for the whole life raising me without making me feel I was missing out on anything at all. She deserved much more than this. I should be kissing the floor she have ever walked on and even that wouldn’t be enough. So I never turned her down for anything. She can literally ask me (though she has never) to lick the soles of her shoes. She have used me in past and still ask me to lye down so she can use my nose and hair to scrape off any dirt off her shoes on different occasions and I am happy to do it for her. By now I know her well to know when and where I need to lye down in front of her so she doesn’t even have to bother to ask me to do it. I’ll mention more about this later.
 
 After about 2 hours of her relaxing she used her right foot to kick on the left cheek of the maid signalling her to put her slippers on my chest so she can put them on and go take a bath. She stood up on me, stepped on my face to move out of the room without saying anything. After she went, the maid stood up near my face and pressed the toes of her left foot into my mouth to pull out her socks then she picked her other sock as well using her foot while rubbing it on my face for a minute. Then she also went away probably to work around the house. After about 2 minutes I also went and took a bath since I knew I need to be lying in front of the mirror in mom’s wardrobe before she comes out to put on her clothes. I have been ordered to lye there and close my eyes until she comes out and throw the towel on my face to cover it. Then she’d just step around on my body picking out her clothes and sandals once she has put her clothes on she uses her feet to remove the towel from my face and replaces it with her sandals which I need to tie onto her feet. Once I’m done I have to keep lying there until she’s ready and goes out switching off the lights. That’s my cue to get up and leave. Today since we had planned on going on a shopping trip I went outside to see if her car is spotless and also parked it near the main entrance. She has to use me as a step to get into her car since its way to high for her to get in.
 
 The first time she used me as step to get into the car is when I was around 8 and was playing outside with a ball alone. The ball rolled under her car and I was lying on the road to get it out. Just when I was flat on the road mom came out talking on her phone, she seemed to be in hurry and came rushing towards me all the while still talking on the phone casually stepped on my back, opened the front door wiped her sandals on my head to clean them and sat inside. Then she put her hand on the mic and said “Hey son, look at my soles, if they are still dirty use your face to clean them as your hair are very dirty now.” And continued talking on her phone dangling her sandals with her legs crossed. I looked at them and started lightly rubbing my cheeks into the soles to clean them off. I did that multiple times for the first shoe until it was thoroughly clean. When I move a bit up to clean the other shoe she uncrossed her legs and just started wiping her sandals on my face to clean them. She did it with a lot more pressure so I assume they got clean much quicker but she kept rubbing them for about 8-9 times making sure there is no dirt left at all.
 
 Actually mom never lets anyone else drive or get her car dirty at all. She used to keep a separate cloth in the trunk to clean her footwear when she didn’t use me. Since then I’ve been her shoe cleaner.
 
 To continue, she came out after about 20 minutes ready to go and I was already lying on my spot. She smiled and stepped onto my chest opened the door and started wiping her sandals on my nose and lips. They were already pretty clean just few dirt that had collected when she came out of the house to the car. It came off quickly. As when she moved her feet into the car and closed the door she asked me to get the shoe cleaning cloth from the trunk before coming and sitting and so I did. It seemed very clean as compared to a cloth that is used to clean the footwear. I mean it wasn’t “clean” but was still in a very good condition. When I sat beside her on the seat she said “Son.. I know you are gonna go back tomorrow and I’m gonna miss you a lot. However I have a way to feel your essence around for a very long time. I haven’t cleaned this cloth for about a month or two now, so I want you to keep it in your mouth for the whole day so it is spotless and in that way whenever I’ll use this cloth to clean my shoes, it will remind me of you. It will feel really good to know that this cloth that I will be using to clean my soles had been in your mouth so it will be like having you lick my shoes clean. I hope you can do this for your mom. It’s not such a big deal as well. I know you love your mommy enough to lick the dirt off her shoes just to clean them and this will help me keep you closer to me even when you are not around.” I got teared up and said sobbing “Mom.. I love you a lot. Even if you would have asked me to lick clean all your sandals I wouldn’t have refused. Sure mom, I’ll keep it in my mouth till we come back home.” I stuffed it into my mouth and started sucking out all the dirt it had collected from her shoes trying my ass off to make it spotless.
 
 We reached the mall and went started to the stores where she had called and kept the dresses aside she wanted to buy. We collected those and she wanted to have some fries and a burger. I refused obviously and just kept sitting and sucking on the cloth for the whole time. BTW, she used me as a step in the mall parking also both times when we got in and went out. Then when we reached back home she used me as a step again and left her car open for me bring her bags in and lock the car. I did the same and before locking the car I pulled out the cloth from my mouth to see if it was clean and it WAS spotless. It looked like it was a new cloth just now washed. I put it back in the trunk and went in with her bags to put them in her room. She had went to washroom and I went to lie again on my spot under the kitchen table where she used to sit and read a book for an hour. While I lie under her feet to warm them up or breath through her toes as that is what she really likes. She had told me on one occasion that of all the things in which she likes to use me. I breathing with my nose under the base of her toes is her favourite and I try to breath harder and deeper to please her whenever I did that for her. She really looks very happy and delighted seeing me breathing hard under her toes. Sometimes when she’s had enough air through the toes she just shift her position and keeps the heel of her foot on my lips and gently release her foot down on my face until her arch is resting on my nose. That’s my cue to control my breathing and I try to take small breaths as to not disturb her. Whenever she has an itch on her feet she’d just casually rub that part on my nose as according to her I’ve a very pointy nose which is the best tool to scratch her feet as its not sharp enough to hurt and also just enough to please her itch. Now that I’ve a beard she some times uses my cheeks also but still prefers the nose most of the times. And also I’m instructed by her strictly to hold my breath when she’s using my nose to scratch her soles as it feels ticklish when I do that. Maximum time I’ve held my breath under her should be around a minute as she had very rigid itch which wouldn’t cure even after she had pressed down real hard on my nose to scratch. It resulted in my nose being sore for 4 days straight but I never mentioned it to her.
 
 After reading her book she has said we’ll order some chicken and rice. I served as her footrest under the table all the while eating our dinner. Today she had kept her slippered feet on my head while eating as she was dangling them, one of it fell into my meal. When she saw that she looked sad, but then said “Son, you were telling that you can even lick my shoes for me. Could you help me clean my slippers? There’s some curry on the sole of my right slipper and moreover since it fell in your bowl, it is your duty now to clean it. Also these are only my house slippers so they shouldn’t be much dirty and so you should be fine cleaning them with your tongue while you are eating. Do you think you can do that for me my cute puppy?” I without saying anything just started licking the soles of her sandals to clean them. She also smiled and resumed eating her food.
 
 After dinner we watched some TV, while I massaged her feet keeping one of them on my chest and holding the other in front of my face. We watched TV for a very long time.. till around 2 pm before retiring to sleep.

 

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