Chapter 01
I walked in with a humble smile on my face. Her eyes almost shined with hunger. I walked towards the bed under her watchful eyes, and she nodded approvingly. I kneeled by the bed, waiting for directions. Mala, who was not fond of talking, simply moved to the edge of the bed, smiled, and pointed at her heels.
Accepting my duty, I nodded in a humble gesture. Mala's smile grew wider. I reverently took one of her golden heels in my hands, feeling the soft leather under my touch, and took it off. Mala wiggled her toes once they were free, and the cool air brought to me the smell of her foot. The other heel immediately followed, and without further instructions I began to do my work. Her feet had a pleasing effect on me, as she knew they would.
I kissed both her big toes, which were quite small as the rest of her. I looked up, and Mala nodded in approval. I moved closer and took her right foot in my hand, guiding it towards my mouth. Quite pleased by this, she began to squeeze my face with her toes while I began to worship her left foot. I kissed all her toes, and in a gesture of humility pressed my face against her sweaty sole, inhaling her scent deeply. She knew that I was there for her to command, but was still new in the art of being a mistress.
I however knew my job well. I began to kiss the sensitive skin of her foot, and then started to lick and suck. Mala's foot was a delicious treat, and the way she squeezed my face with them, made my efforts even more earnest. I cleaned her foot with my tongue, savouring her salty taste and being thankful for this opportunity. My tongue slithered among her tiny toes, cleaning the spaces between them before taking most of them into my mouth where I sucked and licked them thoroughly.
A girl such as Mala deserved special treatment, and the tip of my tongue gently slid between her toenails, cleaning them. She felt this, and her right foot temporarily stopped teasing my face, instead choosing to caress my cheek in an affectionate gesture. I immediately switched feet, and applied my skill to the dirty foot while Mala was generous enough to continue teasing me with the other. It was now wet and slick from my spit.
Mala pulled her foot out of my eager mouth and cupping my face with her hands, smiled in a way that was both benevolent and mischievous. She opened my mouth with her fingers, then leaning close, opened her mouth a bit. I watched as the trail of her spit slowly entered my mouth. I swallowed it immediately, and she noticed my delight. She shrugged, cleared her throat, and gathering more spit, spat directly into my welcoming open mouth. I gulped audibly, and Mala giggled. She knew that I was aroused, and she roughly pressed her foot against my face once more. I moved forward, eager to be touched by her foot, even if it hurt.
A quick change of position followed, and I lay down on my back. The hard floor was uncomfortable but I understood what Mala wanted me to experience. She stood up and stepped on my stomach. I whimpered with pain and grabbed her ankle, a pleading look in my eyes. But she persisted, the feel of yielding flesh under her heel a sensation she seemed to find pleasurable, while I suffered under her. Finally her patience wore out, and she stepped back. I too stood up, my upper body badly bruised.
Mala's eyes were now sterner. Though I pretended ignorance, I knew what was coming. I lay once more on my back while she placed her feet at the sides of my head and squatted down. She once again opened my mouth with her fingers, but I knew I was not going to lick her. Mala spread her pussy, displaying a tight little entrance and a lovely shade of pink. I watched with my mouth open, getting ready for what was to come.
It soon began. Mala began to piss, her hot liquid splashing into my mouth and face, washing and marking it. I gulped down as much as he could and strained to press my lips against her while tasting her salty gold. She teased me, pissing on my face, my hair and my mouth until the last few drops were swallowed. I looked up to see her smiling serenely. She lowered herself a bit, allowing me to clean her. My tongue immediately plunged into her depths and I began to lick, thirsty for more. She said nothing until she moved out of his reach and offered me her ass.
I knew this was the main event. As I was allowed more freedom to move, I kissed both of her soft buttocks before pressing my nose against her brown hole. I inhaled deeply, focussing on what was to come, for there was no doubt about what she was going to do.
I watched as she strained and relaxed, her asshole pulsating with the effort. She made little grunting noises, and I could smell the coming shit I was about to eat. Her brownie opened up and the tip of a nice big log appeared, and she relaxed for a moment. I kissed it, and despite the awful smell couldn't help liking it just because it belonged to her. She saw this, peeking from in between her legs, and I hoped she was pleased. Suddenly her asshole yawned open, stretched to its limit, and my mouth was filled with her brown essence. I began to chew and swallow, finding to my great surprise the bitter taste to be an absolute delicacy. She stopped pushing, giving me time to eat. Her asshole remained stretched open with another log just waiting to fall into my mouth. I grabbed her hips when I was ready again. My stomach was complaining, but I couldn't stop now.
Mala started to push again, and this time the log slowly descended, big and moist, past my lips and settled in my throat. She clenched and broke it off, smiling at the way my eager worship made me eat and munch her waste. I chewed and swallowed it, and she rewarded me by sitting on my face with her now loosened asshole resting on my lips. I understood what to do and he began to lick, my tongue rushing in her smelly depths to gather all the filth that was available. She sighed, feeling his tongue in her soft guts as it flickered around, teasing the softness.
Finally she stood up, but not before rubbing her ass across my soiled face and revelling in my kisses and licks. I looked at her, not knowing if there were other services I might be needed for.
She let me rest for a few moments, and I closed my eyes. When I opened them, she was fully clothed and sleeping calmly on the bed. My stomach didn't like what I had eaten, and I struggled to keep the meal down. It did not seem appropriate to dispel it. With some effort I walked out of the room.
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