From childhood on
Part 1
After the early death of my father I live alone in the house with by Mom. I was year old and love my
Mom about all. I make me useful the whole day, I made all the housework I cleaned, I cooked, I wash, I
did the dishes and I looked after the garden. Mom lie during this on the sun bed, deckchair, sofa or in
the bed and rested, watched television, read magazines or a love novel. I served her like a real servant
and even brought her the breakfast at bed. I call her respectful “Ma’am”. My Mom enjoyed my servility
and touched my hair: “What a good boy you are!” she laughs.
If she was out of the house and I had nothing to do, I cleaned her shoes. At first only with a brush, but
later in the age of , I was fascinated from the odour of her shoes! I lay on my belly on the flour before
them and pressed my nose on the insoles! I inhaled the fragrance of her feet! And not long I closed my
eyes and stretched my tongue wide out, I licked her shoes complete clean, even the dirty soles! From
time to time I choked, but I licked further because I thought my Mom would except this from me! I
swallowed all the dirt which my diligent tongue found and imagined my Mom would command this or
even forced me to do this! And I sucked willingly on her high heels until I cum in my pants.
My Mom noticed only that her shoes were pretty clean. One day she slipped in her white wooden house
mules she laughed: “Seems someone had licked them pretty clean for me!”
I become red like a tomato in my face and looked ashamed on the ground. Now my Mom laughed with
tears in her eyes. “You really had clean them with your tongue, isn’t it?”.
I nodded “Yes, Ma’ame!” with a low voice. “You don’ t need to shame for it!” she smiles,
And gave me a kiss on my forehead, “I mean I wear sexy shoes and I have damned pretty feet.
Do you know that your father licked my feet until shortly before he dies every evening for hours?”. I
shacked surprised my head. “Yes, is true, and I like this very much!” she said,
“Obviously you have inherited much of his submissive genes!” with this word the turned on her heels
and went in the garden and put herself on the deckchair under the sunshade. It was really hot on this
day and I brought Mom juice to drink. My Mom put her sunglasses in the hair and looked direct in my
face. “My feet are sweaty, hot, and tired; do you mind to massage them for me?” Sweat runs over my
forehead, at once I shacked my head: “No, no Ma’am, I like to do that for you!”. My Mom grinned and
laid back on her deckchair. I kneeled on her foot end and thought about it how I should massaged her
feet; with my hands or tongue? What did my Mom expected? What did she preferred? I hesitated
therefore.
“You can use your tongue if you like…” I hear the sweet voice of my Mom. I closed my eyes and pressed
at first my nose on her bare soles, then my tongue. My Mom giggled. “Not tickle, massage!”. I gave my
best not to tickled her feet and slides carefully under her soles.
“Don’t forget the space between my toes, boy!” I hear again her voice. My little tongue slides at once
between her toes and liberated them from the toe jam and sweat. I swallow it simply and it tasted very
good for me. “Suck on my toes!” my Mom commanded. And I obey…
I tongue bath and sucked her feet in the hot sun completely for at least two hours. My Mom sighed and
groaned all the time. At the end my arms and legs ached from the long kneeling on all fours and my
tongue was dry and sore from all the licking. As my Mom arose she grinned and pets my hair. “Such a
good boy!”.
To be continued….
Thanks Darwin for letting me continue with this story. At times I get really busy so I will continue
writing when I can. Thanks again.
Once in kitchen, I was so excited having licked her feet. I felt so lucky. Orange juice for my mom? I never
offered her any bottled orange juice. She is too special to be drinking these rubbish bottled juices, only
the freshest juice, juiced just then would do for her. Of the oranges in the fridge, I picked the best ones
for her. After all she is going to drink it. Yes, those oranges which don't look that sweet...I could have
them but not her. For my mom everything has to be the best. Anything I do for her, I try and serve her to
best of my abilites. Even things that someone would consider minor, I always go in great detail trying to
make it perfect for her. So when I serve her the juice, it is not like that I would just hand her a glass of
juice. I carry it to her nicely and properly in a tray and with napkins place in the precise position and wait
on her.
But today was special. I had just licked her soft beautiful feet. So when I presented the juice to her, I
didn't stand and offered her the juice like I used to do. I went down on my knees and bowed down on
my head respectfully before her. She noticed the difference and smiled pleasantly at me.
'Thank You!'
Why does she have to thank you? I should thank her for giving me the privilege to serve her. She should
not thank me. She should only be giving orders. She should just give command and I should obey them.
But I stayed quiet.
I looked at her. Next month she is going to be 31 but she could easily pass off as a 25 year old. And she is
so beautiful. She had tied her hair casually in a bun but some of her hair had escape and were flirting
with her beautiful face. She looked so beautiful. Her prefect figure! Her flat stomach! Her legs! Her feet!
Every part of her was magic. She looked absolutely gorgeous no matter what she was doing. I just stood
there mesmerised by her beauty. Suddenly I noticed that her eyes were on and she was looking at me
amusingly.
'Are you lost?'
I lowered my eyes and went red in the face.
She looked at me questioningly and then pointed eyes to her feet and lifted her one leg slightly shook
her foot as if asking me 'ok are you going to lick my feet or not? I am sort of waiting?'
'I am sorry Ma'am' I apologised sheepishly and then and there dropped from my knees onto my all fours
and crawled to her feet. She just giggled watching me crawl and forwarded me her foot to lick.
I had taken just one lick on the sole of her soft feet when she gently slapped my face with her other feet.
'Remember I said, no tickling?'
'I am sorry Ma'am' and I tried to slide my tongue gently on the soles. Next 20 minutes I licked her feet
from every angle, sucked her toes while on all four. Need I say, it was really pleasant. Also she had some
juice leftover. I knew I was going to drink it later. I mentioned that I try to serve her in a perfect and
precise manner. Well there is one exception. Whenever I serve her food or drink, I always give her
slightly bigger portion than what I know she would take. And then I get to eat her leftovers. To drink the
orange juice that had one drop of her saliva or spit in it - was the drink the best orange juice.
Then she sat up putting her feet on the ground. 'Let's go in.'
'Yes Ma'am. Please let me offer you your shoes' I begged rather urgently.
She look surprised, somewhat pleasantly 'How? I mean how are you going to offer me my shoes. They
are just her next to my feet?'
'Please Ma'am. Let me!'
'Ok' she gave up and was trying to figure out what I would do next. While still on all four, I crawled to
her feet, gently lifted her feet sliding my head under them and prostrated completely on my belly before
her. Then I pick her left shoe worshipfully, kissed the shoe, then kissed the ground where her shoe had
been and then placed the shoe on top of my head and offered her to put them on 'Please Ma'am'.
She started laughing uncontrolably. 'What a sweet boy you are! So so sweet!' as she slid her foot into
her shoe. Then I offered her right shoe in the same manner. She was still laughing uncontrollably. 'You
know that is a really nice way to offer a lady her shoe'
'Thank you Ma'am.' I was feeling really pleased getting all this praise from my mom. 'Very good boy!'.
After putting on her shoes she didn't get up but just just sat there, with her shoes on the back of my
head, as if thinking about something. Then she started rubbing the soles of her shoes on the back of my
head. It wasn't like that she was wiping them clean. She was rubbing them though my hair as she used
to run her hand though my hair - affectionately. I just felt she was showing me a lot of warmth. I felt so
pleased. And she continued rubbing her shoe sole through my hair. Then I turned my head around
offering her my right cheek. She gently starting patting my cheek affectionately with her shoe sole.
'You know that you are a really good boy'.
I felt really overwhelmed. I felt really pleased to be patted like that by somebody as beautiful as my
mom and starting kissing her shoe sole somewhat passionately. She just laughed at my reaction.
'Ma'am. I don't know if I am a good boy or not but I am really honored to be serving you.'
She just smiled and then patted my cheeks affectionately with her shoe soles a few more times and I
continued kissing her shoes.
Then she lightly kicked my head with her shoe. 'Alright Alright! That is enough love and affection. Let's
not get carried away. Let's go in. I want you to wash all my clothes, clean my room and kitchen. There
are a couple of programs on tv that I want to check out.'
'Yes Ma'am!'
To be continued...
Part 3 by Darwin
My Mom/Mistress watched almost the whole evening television during I did all the housework. At ten,
when I was ready, I was very tired. “The work is all done, Ma’am!” I said to her with bowed head. “Fine,
sweetie!” she smiles and show with her ring finger to the floor at her feet. At once I lay on my belly with
my face in front of her feet.
“Better you turn on your back, darling, so I use your face as footstool, during you massage my feet
further with your slobbery tongue…” she giggled and light on a cigarette. “Yes, Ma’am!” I answered and
obeyed. She slide of her fashionable wooden slippers and put her feet on my face. She rubbed them
over my face until they stood well over my nose and mouth. I tried to inhaled the sweat aroma of her
bare sweaty feet and fell almost in trance. “Don’t forget to stick out your tongue, my little doggie!” my
Mom/Mistress laughed and let fell ashes on my face. She rubbed the ashes playfully with her toes in my
eyes. “Ma’am…” I said, “I’m so sorry, I’ll lick at once your royal feet, but last not least I offer you to
swallow the ash of your cigarette!”. My Mom/Mistress laughed with tears in her eyes, “You will be really
my ashtray?”. “Yes, Ma’am, please led me eat the ashes of all your cigarettes and even the butts!” My
Mom/Mistress grinned and commanded with a playfully stern voice: “Open your moth wide, little boy,
mommy need a ashtray…”. And she knocked the hot ashes of her cigarette accurate in my mouth. I
almost scream for pain, hot ashes burned my gums. But I showed no hurt and tried to swallow the
ashes. My Mom/Mistress touched short my feet with her feet. Then she stood a foot directly on my lips.
“Lick as your life depends on it!” she giggled and watched T.V.
I closed my eyes and licked under her sole. It was a little dirty because my mom like from time to time
go barefoot through the house. I gave my very best, I licked and licked until Mom/Mistress interrupted
me and said “Ashtray”. I opened again widely my mouth.
This time my Mom/Mistress threw the butt in my mouth. She laughed and said “Swallow ashtray!”. I
obey and swallowed her butt. At once she put her other foot on my lips.
Gently I nibbled first her calluses. “Ouch!” she cried after a few minutes, “You hurt me with your teeth,
you stupid child!”. I apologised hundreds times and kissed her feet “I’m so sorry…”. “Please, please
Mistress, punish me!”. My Mom/Mistress watched down in my face. She looked really angry! “So you
wish…” she said and took one of her wooden slippers. “Turn on your belly!”. I obey and she pulled my
pants down. She beats my ass with the wooden sole of her slipper almost bloody! “Bad little boys must
be punished strictly!” Mom/Mistress shouted and hit me further until her arms aches.
-------------------------------------------------To be continued by fslaveus... :-)
Part 3 - fslaveus
-------------Back inside the house, I quickly got busy doing what my mom had ordered me to do. To wash her
clothes, clean her room and the kitchen! By the time I was almost finished it was starting to get dark.
Sunday evening, I had managed to do quite a few chores. Well I do all the housework. I wash her
clothes, cook, clean the kitchen, rooms, bathroom and everything that needs to be done. Everything has
to be clean and very comfortable for her. She should never have to worry about whether her clothes
have been washed and ironed or her shoe polished or the lawn mowed or bathroom clean or dishes
done or food cooked or any such matter. She is the queen and I am her servant. And there is nothing
more important for me than to serve her. The minute she puts her dirty clothes in the basket, I
straightaway pick them up and wash them nicely and gently with my hands. When they are dry, I iron
them straightaway and so that they are ready for her. She has got used to having me at her service all
the time and I try my best to exceed her expectations.
And then my mom pressed the remote for me. Let me explain our arrangements. It was not very
convenient for her to call me out especially when I am in the other part of the house or in the back yard.
So she has this remote control and I have this small battery operated bell that I carry with me whenever
I am in the house. So when she needs me she just presses on the remote. She just knows all she has to
do it is press it and her servant would come running ready to take her orders. She should not have to
bother about having to call me or wonder where I was. It would be so inconvenient for her. And she
uses the remote any time including the middle of the night. I mean if in the middle of the night if she
feels thirsty, she shouldn’t have to get up and leave her bed to get a glass of water. What am I there for?
So when she pressed the remote, I quickly presented myself. She was stretched out on the couch
looking very comfortable. She had changed her clothes and was casually dressed in a cute short white
skirt with a deep blue water top. Her short was around five inches above her knee displaying her toned
thighs and shapely legs. God she is so beautiful. Like earlier in the afternoon, I fell on my knees and
bowed my head subserviently. ‘Yes Ma’am’.
She just smiled ‘You finished with kitchen, my room and laundry?’
‘Yes Ma’am. And also the other rooms and your bathroom.’
‘Good.’ She smiled pleasantly. ‘With you I never have to worry about these things. There is this movie
starting in 10 minutes’ She mentioned causally flipping through her magazine. ‘Make me some pop corn
and be quick about it.’
‘Sure Ma’am.’
‘Anything else Ma’am?’
‘Get me a coke as well.’
‘Yes Ma’am.’ I bowed my head respectfully. ‘Thank you Ma’am’
In a few minutes I on again on my knees bowing before her with a tray with a big bowl of pop corn and a
coke. She was used to me acting like her servant all the time but I think she was finding it amusing that I
was kneeling and bowing before her like a slave.
‘Do you want to watch the movie?’ she asked.
Did I want to see the movie? After being on all four and licking her beautiful feet like I did whole
afternoon? Would I want to watch a movie? Can any movie be any comparison to licking her feet? ‘I am
not sure Ma’am’
Suddenly her beautiful eyes twinkled with this dominant look. ‘You know what I like done. Don’t you?’
‘Certainly Ma’am!’ I dropped onto my all four and crawled towards her feet. Somehow crawling on all
four on the ground before her while she sat nice and comfortably stretched in the sofa felt very
appropriate. That is how I should always be in her presence.
As I kissed her foot worshipfully she asked ‘After this afternoon – do you think I should still have to ask
you to lick my feet?’
I apologized as I was licking her salty delicious feet ‘I am sorry Ma’am. I won’t make this mistake again.
From now whenever I am not doing anything for you, I will always come straight to lick your beautiful
feet.’
She was in playful mood and teased me ‘So you think my feet are beautiful?’ She asked wiping her soft
soles on my cheeks.
‘Yes Ma’am. They are the most beautiful feet Ma’am. You know very well Ma’am that you are very very
beautiful. Your face, your hands, your feet, every part of you oozes beauty. The shoes that touch you
feet are so lucky that they have been touched by your beautiful feet.’ And I bent down on the floor and
kissed her designer sandals that she used casually around the house. ‘And the ground where these lucky
shoes touch is holy for me’ and I gently lifted her shoes and kissed the ground under them.
She started giggling. And then she lifted my chin her foot making me look straight into her beautiful
green eyes. I continued ‘I am so grateful to you for letting me lick you beautiful feet. I am not worthy
of... ‘
She interrupted me ‘Alright. Alright. I get the point! So I guess you like licking my feet?’ She let out a
mischievous grin
‘Yes Ma’am more than anything that I have ever done.’
She just laughed and then slapped me on my face with her foot ‘Then how come you are talking and not
licking them?’
“I am sorry Ma’am’ and I took my tongue out as far as I could and took a big long lick on the sole of her
foot and I was all over her feet like a starving dog. Since I last licked her feet 3 hours back her feet had a
little bit of dust from her walking. I swallowed it enjoying the taste. I wanted to lick clean and swallow
every bit of lucky dirt that was on her divine feet.
My eagerness or should I say my desperation just made her laugh.
'My feet are not going anywhere. Calm down. You know if you want to lick my feet a lot then you have
to learn to lick them properly.’
‘I am sorry Ma’am. I don’t understand. Am I not licking them properly?’
‘When you lick my feet, it should feel like you are trying to massage my feet. Nice and gentle yet firm. It
is like an art. But the way you lick, you are so clumsy' She slapped me on my face. 'A t times it feels as
though you are trying to tickle them and other time you are so rough – I just feel like slapping you. Only
rarely you lick like the way feet should be licked. Your dad was so good at licking my feet. He would lick
them for hours and it felt so relaxing.’
‘I am really sorry Ma’am. I want to learn how to lick your beautiful feet properly. I beg you Ma’am please
teach me how to lick them properly.'
'How do I teach you? I never taught your dad.'
'I am sorry ma'am. Can I suggest that when I don’t lick them properly, please slap me hard with you feet.
Then I will know how not to lick. And when I am doing it properly then please pat me your feet so that I
know that I am doing it right. Please teach me this Ma’am. I want to lick your feet all the time.’ I begged.
‘If I started slapping you when you were not doing right, I think I will be slapping you all the time. Well
never mind. You will learn like your dad. When he started he was quite clumsy as well. I guess you are
not so bad for a beginner.’ And she patted me on the cheek. ‘You will learn if you lick a lot.’
‘Thank you Ma’am. I will lick them a lot and try to get better.’
Then she got busy watching her movie and I got busy licking her feet. Licking her foot now was not like
licking them in the afternoon. Licking in the afternoon was very selfish – I was just pleasing myself. But
now I wanted to please her. I didn’t matter at all. Only her pleasure mattered. I had to lick her feet, suck
her toe in a way that pleased her. Every now and then I would look at her beautiful face to see whether
she was enjoying my licking or not. I realized that to lick her feet properly I have to be on all four. When
you are on all four, you can keep changing your position to reach the top or soles of her foot and suck
her toes from any angle without her having to move her feet at all. If I am in any position other than
being on all four then she would have to move her feet and adjust to me face. That would be so
inconvenient for her. And it would be selfish on my part. Yes, being on the hand and knees for an hour
or more can be tiring but then I have to become stronger if I want to be a good foot licker.
She most of the time ignored me watching TV though she slapped me on the face with her foot sole a
few times. First time she slapped me and I thanked her for it. She just giggled and looked at me
questioningly with those beautiful eyes. I think it probably appeared to her an inappropriate response
that I should thank her for slapping me.
I explained ‘Ma’am when you slap me with your feet, you are doing me a favor. It tells me that I am not
licking your feet properly and helps me correct my licking. Ma’am I want to be a really good foot licker,
your slapping me with your feet would help me become one. It is only appropriate that I should thank
you when you are helping me.’
She just starting laughing at my logic and patted me on the cheek with her foot mocking me somewhat ‘I
total agree. I think it is only appropriate for you to thank me when I slap you with my feet. You should
feel grateful when I slap you.’ She couldn’t stop laughing.
‘You are such a sweet boy. Also you are licking a lot better than the afternoon’.
‘Thank you Ma’am. Please slap me when I don’t lick properly’ I begged again.
‘I will.’ She giggled and got busy watching TV. From then on every time I got a slap on my face I
expressed my gratitude by thanking her – much to her amusement.
to be continued....
Part 4 - by fslaveus
------------------------The movie was not all that interesting and after a while her attention diverted to me a bit more. Think
she was quite amused by my dedication at licking her feet. And I was learning. Learning the nitty gritty
of foot licking and how to please her. For example if I sucked her middle toe finger with my tongue hard
under it, she almost always moan with pleasure etc etc. She was becoming quite playful – sometimes
holding my nose or my tongue between her toes fingers, at times running her feet over my face, pulling
my ear with her toes and playing with them. She was laughing and giggling becoming more and more
dominant while she did all this and need I say I was in heaven.
She sat up putting her feet on the floor ‘I need to go to the bathroom.’ But instead of getting up, she just
sat there looking playfully at me. Her eyes were sparkling like precious stones and I knew she was up to
something. I sort of felt as if she expected me to do something. I was still on all four somewhat unsure.
Then she made a very innocent face and trying to suppress her giggles, she pretended to be
disappointed ‘I have to put on my sandals. I had thought every time I had to wear my shoes or sandals,
someone would be offering them to me nicely. But I feel so let down. You trust people and they let you
down.’ She could barely hold her giggling, looking so cute.
I quickly crawled to her feet and prostrated before her sliding my head under her feet. ‘I am very sorry
Ma’am.’
‘I am really really sorry Ma’am. Please forgive me.’ I place her designer sandals on top of my head and
offered her to put them on. ‘From now on whenever you have to put on the shoe or sandal, I would
always offer it you properly. I am really sorry for not treating you properly. Please forgive me.’
‘I will forgive you if you will do that every time I have to put on my shoes or sandals or flip flops or
anything. I like it when you do it’ She said stomping her sandals at the back of my head as it trying to
shake of dirt from them.
‘Ma’am I will do that every single time.’
As she walked away to the bathroom, I watched her sexy shapely legs and the movement of her firm
bums in her somewhat tight white short skirt. Oh God I am so lucky. Every time this divine creature has
to put on any footwear – be it shoes, sandals, mules, flip flops, slippers – I would be prostrating before
her on the ground on by belly and then placing her shoes on top of my head so that she could wear
them!!!
Back in a minute she noticed the leftover popcorns and slipping back on the couch she told me to have
them. I had been on all four for over last hour and I didn’t want to be a human again. I wanted to stay on
all four in front of her so I tried to pick the popcorn still staying on all four and ended up spilling half of
them on the floor.
‘You are so clumsy. Clean it up and throw them in the rubbish.’
I continued to be all four. She was a bit surprised at my reaction as normally I obey her orders without a
second’s delay. She lifted my chin up with her feet making me look straight to her beautiful face.
‘What is the matter with you?’
‘I am sorry Ma’am. Can I please eat these popcorn?’
She had a puzzled look trying to figure me out. ‘But they are on the floor and you can have the ones left
in the bowl.’
‘Ma’am I don’t want to disobey you but I had thoroughly cleaned the floor this morning.’
‘But I have been walking on the floor everywhere with my sandals.’
I lowered my eyes onto the floor and I felt a bit uncertain and uttered in a weak tone – ‘Ma’am I had
licked the soles of your sandal clean of every single speck of dirt with my tongue in the morning when
you were having the bath.’
I slowly lifted my eyes to see her reaction. She looked a bit amused and somewhat pleased at the same
time. Somewhat emboldened I continued ‘Ma’am It is my duty to clean your shoes. I could clean then
with a cloth but Ma’am these shoes touch your beautiful feet, so I have to show them proper respect
and so I thought I should used my tongue to clean them.’ I was bright red I went on.
And she just laughed adjusting her hair . And I continued ‘Ma’am even if I hadn’t licked clean your shoe
soles, it would still be honor to eat food from the ground where you had walked. Please Ma’am please
allow me to eat the pop corn from the holy floor.’
‘Alright, already. Go ahead then.’ She was a bit flushed with all my talk
‘Thank you Ma’am.’
Being on all four in front of her for over an hour and a half, I was feeling so good. It is like second best to
being her dog. My mom loves dogs. Often when we go out, she pats any dog that comes to her and talks
to them affectionately. Watching the dog or puppy smell her shoe or taking a lick on her shoes always
made me so jealous of the dog. I always dreamed of being her dog - standing on all four facing her
shapely legs and sniffing and licking her sexy shoes. The dogs are so lucky. I wanted to be her dog. So
when she permitted me eat popcorn from the floor, I didn’t used my hand, I just walked on all four and
lowered my head and ate the popcorn just like a dog.
She just shook her head in disbelief ‘Oh my God’ and then burst out laughing ‘So that’s how you wanted
to eat the pop corn? That was it all about?’
I so badly wanted to bark. Bark like a dog and tell her I was her dog. How else can a dog eat popcorn?
But I just lowered my head continue to eat the popcorn like a dog. For some unknown reason I wanted
her to call me her dog first before I told her that I was her dog or barked. I tried acting like a dog, sniffing
the popcorn like a dog before eating them. She just laughed and laughed watching me act like a dog.
Soon all the popcorn on the floor were inside my belly and she had still not called me her dog. I was
dying to be called a dog and spoken to like a dog in her sweet voice. I looked at her. She was thoroughly
enjoying my performance as a dog. It held her interest more than anything on TV right then. She looked
so beautiful looking down at me and her silky smooth hair down on sides of her face. Her beautiful face
was almost pink from laughing so much. I felt so privileged to be on all four before her acting like a dog.
‘Do you want more popcorn?’ Please ask that if your doggie wants more popcorn.
I wanted to bark to reply but just nodded my head. I didn’t speak a word because dogs don’t speak a
word.
She took a handful of popcorn and threw them popcorns on the floor. ‘Eat.’ And she giggled with her
eyes full of mischief. Some of the popcorn landed near her feet and she used her toe to push some
popcorn towards me.
‘Know what? I think I like feeding you popcorn.’ And she laughed.
I redoubled my efforts to act like a dog. Sniffing, chewing just like a dog. I even shook my hips as trying
to shake my imaginary tail like a dog before her. My mom enjoyed the show amused and giggling and
laughing at my antics.
Just when I was losing any hope of being called a dog she said ‘Know what? I was earlier thinking of
getting a dog but I think I have got one already. You are my doggie! Aren’t you?’
I burst out barking and barking like crazy and my mom started laughing to tears.
‘You are my doggie? Ain’t you?’ She asked me again.
I barked back nodding my head in agreement ‘Bark! Bark!’
‘Come to me doggie!’ She called me pointing her foot to me.
Next 15-20 minutes she happily played with her dog laughing and giggling. I sniffed her feet, her sandals,
barked and moaned like a dog.
‘You like being my doggie?’
I nodded. ‘Bark’.
‘Oh what a sweet doggie.’ Patting me with her feet. ‘Does my doggie know any tricks.’ She was talking to
me like she used to talk to little puppy – same sweet melodious tone.
I tried to mimic all the tricks that I had seen dogs perform much to her amusement and laughter. I rolled
on the ground, tried to get on 2 legs and beg like a dog and so on. She was enjoying it and even clapped
at and praised some of my tricks ‘That is very clever doggie.’
‘Go get my flip flops.’
I walked to the room on all four like a dog. She has so many flip flops of different colors and style. I liked
the red ones best. Walking in them on the beach she looked like a beautiful princess. So I picked them
up for her. Hang on – Ain’t I doing something wrong - dogs don’t use their hands.
So she just laughed when I entered the room with her red flip flops between my teeth like a dog. ‘Come
doggie.’
‘Put them on’ she said slightly lifting her feet and pointing it to me.
Then she watched with amusement as I put her flip flops down on the floor near her feet and then used
my mouth to pick them up one at a time and then struggled to put them on her soft beautiful feet
holding them with my teeth.
‘Good doggie.’ And she started rubbing the sole of her flip flop on my cheeks, playing with my face with
her flip flopped feet changing TV channels. Thank fully there nothing interesting was on TV and she
decided to play with her dog.
‘Does my doggy want to play fetch’
She lifted her foot from my face and swung her leg, her flip flop flew to the other end of the room.
‘Fetch doggie’. I ran quickly act like a dog and fetched her flip flop using my teeth. She lifted her foot
slightly and I put her flip flop back on her foot. Then I shook my imaginary tail waiting for her to throw
her flip flop again for her dog to fetch.
We played like that 8-10 times. The more I would act like a real dog the more she laughed.
Then something on TV caught her fancy and she settled down with her flip flopped feet on my face. I
knew very well that she had decided to use my face as some kind of foot rest and I was not to move and
disturb her in any way. Think she forgot about me and I lied there on my back with her feet on my face.
When the ads came on TV, she noticed me again. Lifting her flip flopped feet off my face she looked
down at me with her beautiful eyes. ‘You enjoying yourself under my feet.’
‘Yes Ma’am. It is an honor to be under your feet.’
She just laughed ‘Well you can be useful at the same time as well.’
‘I am sorry Ma’am you were resting your feet on my face and watching TV and I didn’t want to disturb
you.’
‘Yes, that is nice but you don’t have to be so lazy just lying around. You could lick clean the soles of my
beautiful flip flops at the same time if you want.’
‘I am sorry Ma’am for being so lazy. Please forgive me.’ I raised her flip flopped foot above my upturned
face, and started licking them clean with my tongue. Few licks and she slapped me with the other foot. ‘I
am trying to watch some TV and you keep moving my leg. Hold my foot steady without moving and lick
the soles.’
‘I am sorry Ma’am’.
Next hour or so I licked the soles of her flip flops. It was like a dream come true for me. I had licked the
soles of each of her footwear so so many times – be it sandals, flip flops, shoe, mule, sleepers – I had
licked them all but never when she had them on. This was the first time when I was licking the soles of
her any footwear when she had them on. That too on her orders only – without having to beg for it. Can
anybody get more lucky? She more or less forgot about me enjoying the TV. All the time that I licked the
soles of her flip flops she spoke to me only once – telling me to lick her flip flops sole with a
harder/firmer tongue so that the sensation of my licks could pass through her flip flops to the soles of
her feet. It made her feel a very mild tickle on the soles of her feet and she liked it.
It was around 10pm when the movie finished and her attention came back to me. ‘Did you enjoy licking
my flip flops?’ She giggled.
‘Yes Ma’am. Thank you for letting me lick your flip flops.’
‘That is ok.’ She said wiping the wet soles of her flip flops on my cheeks. Then she moved her feet from
my face on the floor on the either side of my face and looked down at my face with those smiling eyes.
‘You know what I had a really good time with you today. It was great fun.’
I think the expression on my face reflected clearly the gratitude I felt towards her.
‘You are such a sweet boy.’ She patted my face affectionately with soles of her flip flopped feet.
I tried to kiss them but she pulled them away.
‘That is enough. Now get up.’
From my lying position, I got up to on all four like a dog and she just laughed. ‘Not like that stupid. Get
up properly.’
‘I am sorry Ma’am’ I got up with my head bowed to her reverential. Tomorrow was Monday and she told
me which clothes/shoes etc she want to wanted to wear to work so that I could have them ready and
what she wanted cooked for breakfast, lunch dinner and various chores she wanted me to do tomorrow.
Then she asked me about my school work and then satisfied that everything was taken care of. She got
up ‘I am going to bed. Good Night’.
I hurriedly bowed down touching her feet with my forehead and kissed her both feet - ‘Good night
Ma’am’. She slightly giggled and walked into her bedroom shutting her door behind her.
....to be continued
Part 5 - by fslaveus
Next morning I got up early like I do every morning and cleaned the bathroom, the lounge room and the
kitchen. And then I cooked some breakfast for my mom. My ears were on the bell that rings when she
presses the remote for me. I wanted to wish her good morning by kissing her feet, probably on all four.
Then maybe offer her flip flop or house sandal properly on top my head and then maybe lick them clean
and serve her any way she found me useful and hear her giggle. Her giggle – it is better than any music
ever created. Well I finished cooking breakfast and she was still sleeping.
Let me divert a bit and tell you about me and my mom. We live in 6 bedroom palatial house in a posh
northern beach suburb in Sydney Australia. I am told that when my dad died in a car accident a few
years back, he left us millions and not to mention half the shares of this software company that he had
found with his brother. Thus my mom never had to work for money, but for the sake of her interest, she
bought a child care centre. She has managers and workers who run the place but my mom she visits and
spends time there whenever she fancies. Everyone there likes my mom and respects her. It is not just
because she owns the place and is their boss. Well she is very beautiful and very pleasant person. It is
very difficult for people not to like her and respect her?
Soon it was time for me to go to school. I quietly went to where her clothes and shoes were. How lucky
are these shoes!! There were going to touch her beautiful divine feet and go with her. No matter where
she went these shoes would go with her, covering her soft beautiful feet! I felt so jealous of the shoes
and wished I could somehow become her shoe. Then I would be touching her feet and be with her all
the time in place of these lucky shoes. What to do? I reverently picked her shoes and kissed them
everywhere. The soles had been licked thoroughly clean last night by me but I couldn’t resist the
temptation of having few extra licks. Her shoe soles are like candy for me. I can never lick them enough.
I think they wear out more from my licking than her walking. Taking a few hard licks of her soles, I kissed
her shoes goodbye and left for my school.
Well back from school she had still not returned. I quickly got busy cleaning her room and attached
bathroom. Earlier she used to keep them very clean but as I increasingly started doing domestic chores I
started cleaning them as well and would urge her to leave them for me to clean. At times I had to beg
her not worry about cleaning her bedroom and bathroom and leave them for me. Slowly she figured out
that she had a most willing servant at her beck and call. A servant who would beg her to let him clean
her room, clothes, shoes, toilet or whatever needed to be done and would do it with a great relish. I
mean if she had to do any of these things, her servant would see it as a missed opportunity to serve her.
I don’t want to miss any opportunity to serve her. She is the Queen and I am here to serve her. Why
should she have to worry about all these chores? Her servant can take care of all that. As time passed
she got used to leaving her clothes, shoes, other such things here and there and leaving all the cleaning
and other chores to me.
Well her room did need a bit of cleaning. I reverently picked up from the floor, her white top and the
blue skirt that she was wearing yesterday. I brought her skirt to my face and inhaled deeply. It smelled
of her sweet body fragrance. I felt somewhat aroused and got down on all four like a dog. I so much
wanted to be her dog. I picked her red flip flops with my teeth and after a few kisses and licks, placed
them in the wardrobe. After cleaning her bedroom, I crawled to her bathroom.. Her used panties and
bra were lying on the floor. I buried my nose in her panty, inhaling deeply. I wanted to smell them for a
long time and then maybe suck them, but she was going to be home any minute and I still had a few
chores to do. So I quickly got busy cleaning. Soon her car pulled in.
As I heard her walking towards the door, I opened the door for her. She was wearing the blue business
skirt suit with a white top. Her skirt was a few inches short of her knees, displaying her toned shapely
legs. Feet were in matching high heels!! Her long hair flowing!! Her beautiful face and her clear green
eyes!! She looked every inch of a beautiful Goddess that she is!! As soon as she reached the door, I
bowed down on all four before her and started kissing her shoes. I think she was not expecting it and
laughed down pleasantly at me. After letting me kiss her beautiful shoes a few times, she started wiping
her shoes on the doormat. I quickly prostrated before her with belly flat on the ground.
“Ma’am. Please don’t use that doormat.” I begged “Please wipe your beautiful shoes clean on my head.”
She giggled a bit shyly as if not sure whether to go ahead and wipe her shoes on my head. She was
hesitant and I think, she was in a mood different from yesterday and not exactly ready to start off we
left last night. I on the hand hadn’t thought of anything else since last night. I so badly wanted to be her
doggie and to be near her feet and worship them every single minute.
I looked up to her divine face and begged.
“Please Ma’am”.
She looked a bit uncertain. I looked into her beautiful green eyes with my puppy dog eyes begging her
from the depths of my heart. I couldn’t have made a more pleading face.
“Please!! Please!! Please Ma’am. Please wipe your shoes on my head.”
She was looking down at me with a smile – a bit uncertain as if to grant me this favour or not. And then
her eyes got that look of mischief. Gently she lifted her foot and I quickly slid my head under it. And she
started wiping her shoe sole on my back of my head, giggling to herself. I was overwhelmed with
emotion. I started rubbing my head against the sole of her shoe like crazy, thanking her at the same
time. “Thank you Ma’am. Thank you very much”.
“You are welcome.” Her tone was a bit dominating and she was certainly starting to enjoy my servitude.
I got really excited and in my excitement, as she wiped her shoes at the back of my head, I started
kissing and licking the doormat where she had just wiped her shoes. She started laughing uncontrollably.
“Oh my God!!” and she couldn’t stop laughing
“You are crazy.”
How beautiful she must be looking wiping her shoes on my head and laughing as I kissed and licked her
doormat!
After wiping her shoes clean on my head, she gave me a gentle kick on my face with her shoe, nudging
my face sideways. As I raised my face, she presented me her shoes, soles to my eyes.
“Are they clean yet?” She asked smiling rather innocently. She had the dominant look of yesterday and
her eyes were shining.
I looked at the soles of her shoes. They were mostly clean but there was some spec of dust here and
there.
“No Ma’am. Please wipe you beautiful shoe soles on my head some more” I lowered my head down
reverently.
But she just stood there, with her hands on her waist looking down at me with mild amusement.
“Sweety, your head is quite dirty already and wiping my beautiful shoes on it would only put the mud
back on them. You don’t want my shoes to get dirty again?” she giggled.
“I am sorry. Ma’am.”
“Please forgive me” I said turning quickly on my back and took my tongue out as much I could.
“Ma’am may I please lick you beautiful shoe soles clean?”
“Yes you may!” She smiled down at me looking pleased and lifted her foot a bit.
I slid under her shoes and started licking her shoe soles. I took long licks at her shoe soles relishing the
taste and the smell. How stupid of me. I mean I lick her shoes all the time when she is not there. For
some reason, when she comes in today, I offer my head for her to wipe her shoes on. Why didn’t I lick
them with my tongue in the first place? As if my tongue is too good to be licking her shoes.
“I am really sorry Ma’am for not licking you shoes clean straightaway and offering you my head to wipe
your shoes while lying on the ground like an idiot. That was very stupid of me. I am very stupid Ma’am. I
should have licked you shoes clean as soon as you walked in. Please forgive me Ma’am’
“That’s ok..” she giggled “ I will forgive you as long as you clean them nicely.” and she raised the second
shoe sole for me to lick clean.
I was in heaven licking her shoe soles while she stood over me. All her curves looked heavenly from the
ground. Laughing and giggling she looked like a beautiful Goddess. Somehow I felt really grateful to her
for letting me lick her shoe soles clean. As I finished cleaning her shoes
“Thank you very much Ma’am for letting me lick you shoe soles clean. I feel very privileged.”
“You are such a good boy. I like it as well. Walk into home and have someone ready to lick your shoes
clean!!! I could get used to that.”
“Ma’am, it will be an honour for me to do it. I will lick you shoes clean every time you come into the
house.” Then I worshipfully started kissing her shoe soles.
“Ma’am, I feel very, very lucky.”
She just laughed. “Yes sweetie, you are a very lucky boy.” as she wiped her shoe soles dry on my cheeks.
Oh that comes naturally to her - to wipe her shoe soles dry on my cheeks after I had licked them clean
with my loving tongue. Ok, that is what my cheeks are for. I hope my cheeks were clean for her shoe
soles. Next time she is coming in, I better make sure they are clean.
As she walked into the room, I crawled behind with my eyes on her shapely behind. The sexy movement
of her hips as she walked! I couldn’t control myself and started kissing her shoes as she walked. She just
stepped sideways so as not to step on my head. “Come doggie!” as she nudged me towards the couch.
She reclined on the couch putting her feet on the table.
“Take off my shoes!!”
I think I could never have enough of her calling me doggie in her sweet voice. Her doggie grew excited
and starting kissing her shoes like crazy.
“My doggie is very excited today. Isn’t he?” And she patted me face warmly with her shoes, talking to
me in her affectionate tone like she talks to dogs when we go out. “My doggie is so cute.” She was
playing with my face with her shoed feet and I was kissing and licking them.
‘Ok. That’s enough!” giving me a gentle kick with her shoes. “Now take off my shoes” But her dog was
just too excited and couldn’t stop. Kept kissing and licking her shoe.
“I said that’s enough!!” Then she slapped me hard on the face with the sole of her shoe.
“You are not listening! You are being a bad doggie!!!” And she again slapped me with the sole of her
shoe.
“I am sorry Ma’am”. I stopped kissing her foot and sat down on the floor. Then I bowed my head down
and lifted her shoed right foot from the table and placed it right on top of my head. In this position I see
up her beautiful legs up her skirt and caught a glimpse of her panty. Then using my hands I gently lifted
her stockinged right foot out of her high heel and placed it back on table. Her foot smelled lightly of foot
sweat mixed with shoe leather. It was intoxicating. Then I took off her other shoe in the same manner.
“I hope my feet don’t smell. Do they?”
I buried my nose in the soles of her feet and inhaled deeply. She giggled slightly watching me inhale but I
was in heaven. Can any smell in the world be sweeter?
“Maybe I should wash my feet before you lick them?”
“No need Ma’am! Your beautiful feet smell sweeter than the sweetest of roses!”
“What?” She looked at me in disbelief and then burst out laughing. “What? Say that again” She was still
laughing with disbelief and looked somewhat pleased at same time. God she is so beautiful.
“Ma’am. You are so beautiful. And your feet are so beautiful. For me they are holy – something that I
should worship. Any smell that comes out of them is divine smell for me. No smell in the whole world
can be sweeter than that. Roses can smell sweet but to me that smell is nothing compared to the smell
of your divine feet. I ...”
She sort of blushed crimson by all my talk and interrupted me by place her feet on my lips.
“All right! All right! That is enough!!”
She shrugged her hair back and then on second thoughts tied them into a bun. She started patting my
face affectionately with her feet.
“Know what? I think you are a very sweet boy.”
“Thank you. Ma’am.”
Then she adjusted her shapely hips on the couch making herself comfortable, reclining a bit and
switched on the TV.
“Now get busy.” As she slid her left foot into my mouth.
I had hardly started sucking her toes, when her right foot slapped me on my cheek “Remember no
tickling!”
“Yeth. Ma’am.” For her toes were in my mouth. I started sucking her toes while flicking my tongue at the
bottom of her toes. I sucked between her toes and any toe jam I found I swallowed like a hungry dog. I
sucked on her toes softly at first and then harder. Then licked her foot everywhere, tasting her saltiness,
drinking every bit of sweat that I could find. She totally ignored me other than to slap or kick me on the
face every now and then. That was her way of telling to lick the other foot.
...to be continued.
From Childhood on - Part 6 by fslaveus
------------------------------------------------Every now and then I would glance at her beautiful face. She looked happy and comfortable enjoying
the TV while my tongue diligently licked and massaged her feet. Her soft beautiful feet! The aroma of
her foot sweat mixed with the smell of the leather. Her foot was so delicious! I was in heaven. Every
now and then I got slaps on my face by her feet – just a reminder for me not to tickle her feet. After
getting a few slaps, whenever her soft, beautiful foot moved slightly away from my face, I knew what
was coming. I would quickly position my face or change the angle of my face to receive the slap properly
on my face. Her soft beautiful feet slapping my face and maybe even leaving some foot print on my
face!! That would be lovely to have her foot prints on my face. When she slapped me she was
administering some kind of punishment when my licking had probably made her uncomfortable. For me
they were like rewards. But irrespective of however much I liked getting slapped by her soft beautiful
feet, I never purposefully tried to tickle her to get a slap. After all, she was my beautiful Goddess and I
was her foot licker who just existed to please her! Her foot licker? Maybe her shoe licker! Maybe her
servant! Maybe her doggie!! Well it didn’t matter who I was. All that mattered was that she was a
Goddess and I was there to serve her in whatever capacity. Well I did wish though that she would slap
me a lot more and maybe a lot harder on my face with her divine feet. Getting slaps by her feet should
be some kind of reward when she is happy with me!! Nonetheless, I was very happy and at peace with
myself licking her feet. However my reverie was broken by the door bell ringing.
“Must be Michelle” She pulled her toes out of my mouth and gave me a gentle push on the face with her
feet. “To your room and stay there till I call you!”
“Yes Ma’am.” I started crawling to my room.
“None of this doggie or foot licking business while she is around!” Her tone was firm.
“Yes Ma’am.” I got up like humans and walked to my room. After being her doggie for around an hour,
having to walk on two legs didn’t feel right. Why did Michelle have to come here and spoil the fun.
Hasn’t she got somewhere else to go?
Well Michelle is one of my mom’s friend, around same age as her, who goes shopping etc with her. She
is nothing as beautiful as my mom but most people would still rate her attractive in a cute sort of way.
Well I never particularly liked her.
What do I do in my room? Play games on Playstation? Watch TV? Boring!!! I lied down in the bed sulking
wishing for Michelle to disappear soon. Then a few minutes later I heard the shower running in my
mom’s bathroom. Oh no! They are probably going out. Shopping? She would be gone for a few hours
and wouldn’t be back till late evening. I didn’t know what to do. I felt lost. Till a few minutes back I was
going to be her doggie for rest of the day but now she was going out.
I walked into her room and Oh my God! Having finished her shower, she was sitting in front of mirror
applying some makeup and had only a light pink towel wrapped around her. The towel gave a hint of her
cleavage, wrapped rather tightly against her full breasts and barely reached her upper thighs. Her hair
was still wet and falling on the sides of her beautiful face. The drops of water in her hair shone like
beautiful pearls and she looked like a fresh rose still covered in morning dew. And those sexy toned
legs!! I just stood there gaping at her with my mouth open like an idiot.
She smiled at me aware of the effect she was having on me. Think she was used to this happening to
her. She looked at me questioningly but I continued to stare mesmerized.
“Stop staring, stupid!”
“Sorry Ma’am.”
I turned beet red as I lowered my gaze. I felt quite ashamed and yet at the same time very privileged to
see her beautiful sexy body just wrapped in a towel. She looked heavenly! A divine creature! How could
I stand on two legs in front of such divinity? Wouldn’t that be insulting her? I should always be on all
four in the superior presence. I quickly dropped onto all four and started crawling to her.
“Shut the door first, stupid!”
“Sorry Ma’am.” I quickly closed the door behind me and starting crawling to her on all four.
There is something really special about a lady sitting in front of the mirror applying some make up,
admiring her beauty, making herself more beautiful. Something very feminine about it and I was very
aroused. She giggled slightly as I reached her feet and gave them a worshipful kiss. Well she can put
make up on her face but my place is near her feet. Just out of shower, her feet were still wet in places. I
licked the wet spots, trying to quench my thirst in probably the best possible way. How beautiful her
feet are!! I wonder if there exists some kind of make up for the feet as well. Not that they need it. They
are the most beautiful feet in the world. All such thoughts were crossing my head as I kissed and licked
her feet while she more or less ignored me applying makeup. Then I gently blew some air on her feet
with my mouth to dry them.
“OOOOO! That feels gooood!” So I continued blowing air at the feet. I was blowing really softly and she
was loving it. She wriggled her foot a bit and spread her toes open for me to blow air into them. I blew
between her toes and had a very strong urge to lick them. She was still busy applying her makeup and
without even glancing at me, she lifted her foot presenting the sole to my face. Think she wanted me to
blow some air on her soles. I quickly turned on my back and slid under her sole and supporting her foot
with my hand, I started blowing air at the soft, beautiful soles.
“That feels really good.” She patted my cheek with her sole. “You should do it more often.”
After a while she switched feet and presented me her left sole to my face for me to blow some air and
rested her right foot on my chest.
“You have a lot of muscle on your chest and shoulder?” She asked as she probed my chest and shoulder
with her right foot.
“Yes Ma’am! I do a lot of push ups, chin up and other strengthening exercises. Ma’am I am very strong.”
I tried to hold my chest and abdomen firm as she continued probing them with her soft foot. I was in
heaven as her beautiful foot felt my body.
“hmmmm. You do feel strong but we will have to test how strong you really are?” She said squeezing my
nipple between her toes.
“Ma’am you will find me quite strong, almost as strong as a man.” I boosted and she smiled back
pleasantly.
“Ma’am can you guess why I do all the exercise to be strong?”
“Why?” She momentarily stopped applying her make up and looked down at me.
“Ma’am you are so beautiful and all I want to do is to serve you. And if I am stronger then I will think
myself more worthy of serving a goddess like you and will be able to serve you much better. That is the
only reason I want to be strong.”
I was speaking from my heart and with utmost sincerity. She could sense that as her face softened and
smiled and patted my cheek with her sole. “I like the way you serve me! You are a very sweet boy!!”
“Thank you Ma’am” And I kissed her foot.
“It is very nice the way you were blowing air at my feet.” Then she put both her feet on my face, playing
with my face, squeezing my nose between her toes “I really like it when you are creative while serving
me and come up with new creative ways.”
“Ma’am I am always trying to. Ma’am if there is anything that crosses your head and you want me to do,
no matter what it is, I would feel very privileged and honored to do it.”
“I know sweetie! You are very sweet!” She patted my face with her sole again. She was almost finished
with the makeup. She gave me little push on my face with her sole. “Ok. Turn around. Face to the
ground and close your eyes.”
I followed her orders quickly. I wondered if she was going to step on me or maybe trample me. But no
such luck as she stood up and dropped her towel on me. She put on her white sleeveless summer dress
and gave me a gentle kick on the face.
“Go get my light brown mules.” She likes to give me orders to go do something by gentle kicks on my
face.
“Yes Ma’am.” I quickly got onto all four crawled to her wardrobe. There were quite a few light brown
shoes and I pondered over which ones were the mules. After a bit of thought, I picked what I thought
were her mules with my teeth and walked back to her on all four. She looked down.
“What have you got? I didn’t ask for clogs. I said the light brown mules stupid!”
I put the clogs down. I was wondering which one of those brown shoes the mules.
“Don’t you know the difference between mules and clogs?”
“No Ma’am. I am really sorry Ma’am.” I wanted to say that they all look nice and anything that touches
your divine feet is worthy of worship for me anyway but I stayed quiet.
“I will have to teach you later. Well they are the ones on the left side of the bottom shelf.”
“Yes Ma’am.” I bowed my head to pick up her clogs with my teeth. In her white summer dress, she
looked like an angel who has just landed from the sky. She sat there, watching me as I carried her clogs
to the wardrobe like a dog. Then I picked up her mules with my teeth and lifted my face, sort of asking
her approval if those were the right ones.
“Yep those are the ones!” She nodded back happily. She was finding all my dog act of walking on all four
and holding her shoes with my teeth rather amusing and smiling.
“You are a useful little doggie. Aren’t you? But you do need to learn a bit about ladies shoes.”
“yef maamm” I tried to reply back holding her shoe with my teeth, which just made her laugh. I placed
the mules next to her feet and picked up her left mule with my teeth and tried putting it on her foot
using my mouth. She watched me amused and laughed as I struggled to put them onto her soft,
beautiful foot. I was struggling and just when I thought I was very close, her patience ran out.
“Leave it. It is taking too much time. Also you are digging your teeth too much into them. I don’t want
your teeth marks all over my beautiful shoes.” She said as she withdrew her foot.
“Sorry Ma’am for being so clumsy.” I was a bit disappointed but not yet ready to give up. So I begged.
“Ma’am can I please try for a few seconds more?”
She looked at me. Michelle was waiting for her. Well she decided to give me another chance as she
leaned back supporting herself on her hands, bending her neck to one side and lifted her foot for me to
try again.
I didn’t want my teeth mark on top of her shoe so I tried picking the shoes along the edge of her sole
between my teeth. The edge was quite narrow making it hard for me to hold the shoe properly. She was
smiling and enjoying watching me as I struggled with her shoe. As I had almost got a bit of her toes into
the shoe, I loosened my teeth grip and the shoe fell flat on the ground.
She laughed. “My poor little doggie!! What a tough job!”
I apologized my touching my forehead onto her shoe “I am really sorry Ma’am”. I wanted to try again
but she told me that Michelle was waiting.
I apologized again somewhat disappointed. I wanted to show her I could put her mules on her feet only
using my mouth. Just one more try for maybe twenty seconds, that is all I wanted. I was a bit lost in my
thoughts.
“What are we waiting for?” I looked up at her and her eyes were smiling at me. “Do I need to remind
you whose job it is to put my shoes on my feet?”
“I am really sorry Ma’am.” I hurriedly prostrated before her and then respectfully picked up her shoe
and placed it on top of my head offering her to put them on. She giggled and slid her foot into the mule.
“That’s better. Don’t you know that it is you duty to put on my shoes or I will have to remind you all the
time?” She slapped the back of my head with her mule.
“Ma’am. I am really really sorry. I got carried away trying to put your shoes with my teeth. Dogs really
shouldn’t use their hands. That is why I was trying. I will practice and learn to put your shoes on your
holy feet only using only my mouth.”
“I am sure sweetie you will”. She wiped both her shoes clean on top of my head before getting up.
“Ok. I am going. Be a good boy..er I mean doggie.” She giggled as she started walking to the door.
Looking at her bums as she walks has never failed to arouse me.
“Ma’am. Can I ask you a little favor?”
She turned around and looked at me. “Sure sweetie. What’s up?”
“Ma’am, may I please clean your shoes before you go out?”
She looked at me with pity and smiled. Michelle was waiting in the other room and she didn’t want to
be too late. But I continued
“Ma’am, whenever you ask me to get you your footwear, I always lick it clean with my tongue before I
bring it to you. Ma’am last two years, you have never worn a shoe whose sole has not been licked clean
by my tongue. But I couldn’t clean these one. Please let me clean them.” I begged.
She started laughing shaking her head in disbelief “You crazy!”
I continued pleading “Ma’am you are divine for me and I feel real horrible offering you a shoe that has
not been cleaned by my tongue. Please Ma’am ..”
“Alright! Alright!” Standing there she tilted her left shoe balancing her weight on the heel. I quickly
crawled to her shoe. The front part of the sole was three to four inches above the ground and I struggled
to get my tongue under it to lick it. Seeing me struggle she gently lifted her foot a bit higher.
“Be quick about it.”
"Yes Ma'am" I quickly slid my head under it and supported her shoe with my hands I licked passionately,
long and hard. In this position I could look up her dress but for some reason I didn’t want to do it.
Somehow I wanted more to worship her like a Goddess. I think she was finding my devotion to her
rather amusing, giggling at times.
After I finished licking both her shoe soles, she wiped her shoes dry on my cheeks.
“You happy now?”
“Yes Ma’am. Thank you Ma’am.” And then she left.
After she was gone, I felt like a lost puppy. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I wanted to be her
doggie. So I stayed onto all four and crawled into her bathroom. Her clothes that she was wearing earlier
in the day were lying on the floor. I headed straight for her panties and buried my nose in them inhaling
deeply. They smelled of her body fragrance. Her panties were still a bit moist. On all four like a dog, I
picked them up with my teeth and started sucking on them. It tasted nice and a bit salty. She wouldn’t
be back for a few hours so I had a lot of time. I sucked leisurely enjoying the taste and the smell washing
them with my saliva in the process. I sucked on every bit of her panty, until I could not taste anything
anymore. Then I gently hand washed them using a perfumed soap.
There were not many chores to be done as I had got up early in the morning and had finished them. Just
five seven minutes and I was done. I was feeling a bit tired from getting up early and wanted to have a
nap. I crawled back to her bathroom looking for her divine bathroom sandals. They were the lucky one
who had touched her feet last. They look so beautiful. I brought my head down to them and sniffed
hard. They sort of smelled of her holy feet. It was very arousing. They were still a bit wet. All the wetness
on them has to be from the water that flowed though her gorgeous sexy body falling onto these lucky
sandals. I licked and sucked every single drop of water from them. The top, the soles, the sides I sucked
everywhere trying to quench my insatiable thirst. Tired I lied down there on her bathroom floor and
placed then respectfully on my face. Dreaming of the her, her feet and the lucky mules adorning her soft
beautiful feet, I dozed off.
...to be continued
From Childhood on - Part 7 by fslaveus
------------------------------------------------I woke up when I heard my mom’s car pull in. It is already getting dark. I had fallen sleep for a few hours.
I took her bathroom sandals off my face, kissed the soles and placed them on the ground respectfully.
Then I got up and went to the door. As soon as she was going to open the door to enter, I was ready to
drop down on hand and knees and kiss her mules to welcome her. And then lick the soles of the mules
clean with my loving tongue before she stepped into the house. But then I heard Michelle walking with
my mom and talking to her. Bloody hell!! Why doesn’t she go home? I went back to my room sulking
and heard them walk in, talking about something. My mom was happily chatting away with Michelle. I,
on the other hand was getting more and more impatient with every passing minute. After what seemed
like eternity, I heard my mom walking Michelle to the door. She was standing there at the door saying
good bye to Michelle. Her shoulder length hair, her straight back and firm hips in the sleeveless white
cotton dress that showed of her figure and fell a few inches above her gorgeous knees. Her mules
adorning her beautiful feet! I just gazed mesmerized at her posterior. How can anybody not worship
her? I can’t understand that when she walks on the street, why don’t people just drop everything and
just go kiss her feet and worship her?
She was still talking to Michelle at the door. I couldn’t wait any longer. I quietly crawled diagonally to the
back of her legs where neither she nor Michelle could see me. The second she was going to shut the
door, I was going to pounce on her feet like a starved dog that I am and give her mules a million kisses to
welcome her. Well as she shut the door, she stepped back and not having seen me, she tripped over me
and almost fell.
“What are you doing there?” She sounded annoyed.
“I am sorry Ma’am.” I was very apologetic. “I am really sorry Ma’am.”
“I almost fell!! I could have hurt myself! What were you thinking?”
“I am very very sorry Ma’am!......I was trying to clean your mules.” I mumbled weakly.
“You couldn’t wait for me to shut the door.” She still sounded upset with me. It is generally unusual for
her to be upset or annoyed. She is an easy and happy go lucky person. But I seemed to have made her
upset. I wait for her for 3-4 hours to be near her, to be her doggie and now I have managed to upset her.
Today is going to be a disaster.
I looked up at her and she looked annoyed.
“You been a really bad doggie. Maybe I should give some beatings.” She scolded me as she fixed her
clothes.
“I am really really sorry Ma’am. I had been waiting for so long to clean your shoes and couldn’t wait any
more and got carried away. I am really sorry Ma’am. I should have been more patient.” I looked at her
with my begging pleading eyes. I was almost in tears. That somehow softened her.
“Ma’am your doggie is very sorry.”
“It is ok! I am letting you go this time. Next time you act stupid like this and you would get a good
beating.”
And then letting go of the matter, she took a couple of steps towards the lounge room and then
stopped, turned back and looked down at me. She was smiling with a tease in her eyes.
“What did you say? You couldn’t wait to clean my mules?”
“No Ma’am” I went red in my face as I admitted and somewhat ashamed I looked down at the ground. I
continued in a slightly weak “Ma’am you know how dogs are. How they get excited when their owners
come home. Like any other dog, your dog got really happy and excited to see you and wanted to
welcome you back with his heart felt warmth, and then kiss your feet and shoes, and then lick them
clean.”
She smiled. “Ooooo, that is very sweet! Very sweet!” She sat down on the nearby chair and started
patting my head affectionately with the soles of her mule. “ I shouldn’t have become upset with you.
You are a very good doggie.”
"Thank you Ma'am."
Relieved that she had forgiven me, I started kissing her feet and mules thankfully. She had been away
for what seemed like ages. As I continued kissing her mules, I got excited and started kissing her mules
like crazy, like they were most precious things in the world. That just made her laugh as she watched me
shower her feet and shoes with kisses.
“Oooooo I think, my doggie missed me a lot ……ooooooo…” She was talking to me in her sweet,
affectionate voice like she used to talks to dogs, patting my cheek and head with the soles of her mules.
“Bark! Bark! Yes Ma’am. A lot.”
“oooooo! My poor doggie! Did my doggie get lonely?”
She was definitely in a very playful mood. I could sense that now was a good time to get her to treat me
more and more like her dog and come out more openly about how I felt towards her. I barked back
nodding my head in agreement making a face of dog who has been through a great torture. She just
laughed and patted my head “Oh my poor little doggie!”
“Ma’am, did you miss your dog as well?”
She looked down at me with an amused expression. “Of course sweetie! Look at my shoes!” She made a
very innocent face, looking very cute as she brought the sole of her left mule to my face “I am inside the
house and my shoes are still SOOO DIIIIIRRRTTY. You know just now when I came in with Michelle and I
was going to wipe my shoes on the doormat, I missed my doggie so much.” She giggled. “It is your duty
to clean my shoes nicely. Isn’t it? Or should I have to use the doormat?”
“No Ma’am! Never!” I started licking her shoe soles clean and begged. “Please Ma’am never use the
doormat to wipe your shoes. I feel so privileged to be able to lick your shoe soles clean. Ma’am if you
wiped your shoes on the doormat, I would feel so jealous of the doormat.”
“You would be jealous?” she laughed. “Good I didn’t wipe my shoes on the doormat then. I thought I
had let my doggie clean them for me.”
“Thank you Ma’am.” I kissed her shoe sole in between licks. “Thank you Ma’am for being so considerate
to your doggie.”
She sat there amused and smiling watching me lick clean the soles of the mules. I licked them like they
were candy. Actually licking them is million times better than licking the best candy in the world. Soon
they were clean.
“Thank you very much Ma’am for letting me clean your holy shoes.”
“You are always welcome sweetie” She said wiping the wet soles on my cheeks.
“Ma’am your doggie feels very privileged to be owned by such a beautiful divine owner as you. I am so
lucky.”
“Owner?” she started laughing. “Am I your owner?”
“Ma’am every dog should have a nice, loving owner.”
“I guess!”
“Ma’am, if you are not my owner, then I would like a stray dog, nowhere to go, no one to feed me. I
would be so lonely and miserable.” I made a sad face.
She laughed at my logic but playing along she replied.
“We can’t let that happen, sweetie! I guess I will have to be your owner and look after you.” She said in
a tone granting me a favor.
“Will you always be a good doggie? Won’t annoy your owner like you did just now almost making your
beautiful divine owner fall?” She giggled slightly as she referred to herself as my beautiful divine owner,
making fun of the way I refer to her as my beautiful divine owner.
“Ma’am your doggie is really sorry for that. He will try my best to be a very good doggie. Your doggie has
the best owner in the whole world.”
“Have you?” She asked very innocently. She was certainly enjoying my talk.
“Yes Ma’am. I have the best owner in the whole world. I am so lucky to be owned by such a beautiful
divine owner as you.”
“Really? Are you sure?” She giggled. “So you will be a really good doggie?”
“Yes Ma’am.” I kissed her mules. “Ma’am I am ever a bad doggie, then you should give me a lot of
beatings.”
“You won’t mind that? Or get upset if I beat you?”
“No Ma’am.”
She nudged my face up with toes of her mules making me look into her beautiful green eyes. She had a
dominant look on her face.
“You know I like owning my doggie.” She giggled. “And since I am your owner, I can do anything with
you. Anything I want what so ever. I can give you strong beatings. Or I can punish you as much as I want.
Or lock you up in a dark room or toilet. I can do whatever crosses my head. What do you say to that?”
What can I say to this? As I looked into her beautiful shinning eyes, I wanted to say that it would be my
pleasure to be given a beating by you. How wonderful it would be to be slapped by your soft beautiful
hands! Or to be slapped by your soft heavenly feet! Or to be kicked by you and hear you giggle and
enjoy it! I had an urge to beg her to slap me on the face. I wanted to say that any punishment from you
will be nothing but a reward for me given to me by a beautiful Goddess and you would find me very
willing to receive any punishment/beating you decide to honor me with. Please slap me!! All such
thought crossed my head but I stay quiet.
“What do you say?” She asked again. What could I say? She had very dominant look in her eyes. Unable
to face her dominant look, I lowered my eyes and put my head on the floor. Then I gently lifted her foot
and placed it on top of my head
“Ma’am this doggie feels himself very very privileged and very very lucky to be owned by a beautiful,
divine owner like you. You can do anything to this lowly dog. No matter what you do to this lowly dog,
he can only feel grateful to you. Even if you kill your dog, even then your dog will only feel grateful to
you.” Then I loosened my body, sort of placing myself completely at her mercy in a gesture of complete
surrender and kissing her mules. “You can kill your doggie if you want.”
She was a bit taken aback by my somewhat serious answer. I mean she was just playing and having fun,
sort of teasing me and probably didn’t expect me come out so strong.
“Don’t talk like that sweetie. You know that I love you. I was just teasing you.”
“I am really sorry Ma’am. I just meant to say that you could do anything with me. Anything at all!”
“I know sweetie!! You are a really sweet boy.” And then she rubbed the soles of her mules on my head
affectionately and I reciprocated the gesture by rubbing the top of my head against the soles of her
mule while trying to kiss her other foot.
“You know what? I find it very funny to think of myself as your owner though.” Her eyes had a twinkle in
them “Maybe I should start giving you beatings and punishments from time to time.”
“Ma’am it would be honor for me to receive punishments and beatings from my beautiful divine
owner.”
“Honor! Are you sure?” She laughed “Well you might get honored alright. Actually I might honor you a
lot!”
I just looked at her not sure what to say.
“Maybe I should honor you a little bit now? What do you reckon? You want to be honored?”
Still on my hands and knees, I looked up at her. She had a devilish grin on her face and her eyes were
shining with mischief. I was not sure what she had in mind but my heart was beating wild with
anticipation. I stared back at her beautiful face uncertain.
“I think I will take that as a yes” Still looking at me she grabbed my ear and pulled me up by the ear
“Up on your knees!”
“Time to get honored!” She giggled.
I quickly got up on my knees so that face was just below with her petite shoulders. She used my ears as
handles, pulling them to position my face. I think she planned to slap me.
“You ready?” She pulled my ear finalizing the position of my face where she could slap me comfortable
and grinning widely. My heart was beating wild with anticipation.
“Yes Ma’am.”
“Ok here we go.” She slapped me very hard on my left cheek and laughed.
Though I had so often fantasized about getting slapped by her beautiful soft hands, but when it actually
happened, I felt stunned. I mean no one had ever slapped me before. It was a strong, hard slap and my
head buzzed yet I was very strongly aroused. I looked at her. She looked beautiful grinning with
mischief. She looked happy like a kid who has just got a new toy to play with.
“OOOO – poor baby. Did that hurt?” She asked with mock sympathy trying to suppress her laugh.
“No Ma’am.”
“It must have.” She pulled my ear to position my head for the next slap. “Let me try again. Look at me
and don’t move you head.” She grinned and slapped me on the right cheek very hard.
“I bet you felt this one?” She had a big grin on her face.
Not used to getting such hard slaps, it really hurt but I couldn’t say that to her. I had dreamt of getting
slapped by her for so long.
“Only a little bit, Ma’am.”
“Only a little bit?” She was surprised.
“You are a strong boy! Let me try again!”
One by one she gave me sixteen hard slaps. After each slap, she would look at me questioningly as if
asking if that slap hurt. But after each slap, I resolutely positioned my face and straightened my chin up,
ready to receive the next slap telling her that the last one didn’t hurt much. She would giggle and then
slap me. With each slap she was hitting harder than before.
“I can’t believe all those slaps didn’t hurt!!!” Her shiny eyes were probing me.
All those hard slaps had my head was spinning and I felt a bit dazed. I probably did look dazed and I
think she could sense it as well but as long as I was not going to accept defeat and was going to position
my head back ready to receive a slap she was not giving up. She pulled my ears to position my face and
teased “Is that enough honor sweetie or you want to get honored some more?”
I looked at her beautiful face reveling in her power, sort of daring me to say that even the last few slaps
didn’t hurt.
“That didn’t hurt much Ma’am. Only a little bit.”
“Only a little bit!!” She grinned and her eyes sparkled with excitement as she slapped me hard on the
right cheek. She was certainly enjoying herself, having fun at my perceived stupidity at getting myself
slapped. And then she slapped me again real hard.
“Now?”
That slap really hurt as she is quite strong. I was feeling quite a bit dizzy by now.
“What is the matter sweetie? You don’t want to be honored anymore?” Her eyes had that teasing smile.
She knew I was close to what I could take. Well I repositioned my head to receive another slap and then
heard a light giggle and than a hard slap.
That one almost knocked the lights out of my head. I had never thought that I would ever get tired of
getting slapped by her but my head was spinning. There was a chance that I might lose balance and not
manage to stay on my knees. I didn’t want to fall on the ground in front of her. She was looking at me
smiling with a question in her eyes. In place of positioning my head up to receive next slap, I lowered my
head sort of accepting defeat.
She joked “You don’t want to honored anymore sweetie?”
I looked at her beautiful happy face and I felt low and dejected. I am so lucky to have such a beautiful
Goddess offering me to slap me, but I cannot handle it because my head is dizzy. I felt I am too weak to
be serving her. Can’t even take a few slaps. Maybe I am not worthy of serving a Goddess like her. I was
looking at her with all such thoughts and I think she could straightaway sense what was going through in
my head.
“That is ok sweetie.” She lifted my face a bit making me look into her beautiful eyes. Then she started
patting my cheeks that were still red hot red from all those slaps. “You don’t have to feel bad. Actually, I
am very impressed by how much you could stand. You are a strong boy. I had thought you would give up
a lot sooner. I am very impressed.”
She is impressed! She was smiling at me appreciatively and approvingly. That totally lifted me. My heart
was filled with a feeling of gratitude towards her. As my dizziness died down, it felt as if I had undergone
some test without knowing and passed. I looked at her beautiful smiling face and I wanted to thank her.
I wanted to thank her for testing me as to how much I could take. I wanted to thank her that for lifting
me up when I was feeling low by telling me that she was impressed by how much I could take!!!! She
just instinctively seemed to know everything. I looked at her beautiful happy face worshipfully with my
desire to worship her multiplied many times over.
She got up and started walking to the lounge room telling me to follow her. I dropped down on my
hands and knees and followed her with my eyes fixed at the hips watching her sexy walk. How could I
not worship her? Overwhelmed with my desire to worship her, as I crawled behind her, I surreptitiously
bowed down and kissed the ground where her lucky mule soles had touched the ground as she walked.
How lucky I am to be able to kiss the ground she has just walked on!
She settled down comfortably placing her shapely bum on the couch. I felt somewhat jealous of the
couch touching her sexy bums. I wished she could make a chair of me and sit nicely on my back. Oh that
would be like heaven to have her sexy bums on my back and be her seat for hours. Oblivious to all my
worshipful thoughts, she was running her hands through her hair fixing them a bit – looking so cute. She
looks so cute whenever she does it. She switched on the TV and started flipping through channels.
“Ma’am!” drawing her attention to me.
“Yes sweetie!”
“Ma’am when you said that were impressed by how much punishment I could take, I am capable of
taking a lot more than that.” She looked at me somewhat amused. Somewhat encouraged I got up on
my knees a little boastfully and positioned my face to receive a slap “Ma’am you can test and punish me
a heaps lot more if you wish.”
“Punish you? Come here sweetie!” She smiled at me with pity turning down the volume of the TV as I
inched forward. “I was not punishing you. You said it would be an honor to be slapped, so I thought why
not have some fun?”
“Also sweetie I got no reason to punish you. You serve me so well. You do everything - cooking, cleaning,
clean my bedroom, my bathroom, you wash my clothes with your bare hands, serve me on hand and
knees literally. I don’t even know where the salt is in the kitchen or where the soap is in the laundry. I
don’t ever have worry about anything. Can anyone else serve me so well?” Then she giggled. “And how
you clean my shoes with your tongue? With so much love and devotion! I really like it sweetie. I am very
happy with you. Why would I punish you?”
“Sorry Ma’am.” I apologized.
“I was just having some fun honoring you. You like getting honored don’t you?”
I nodded in agreement and started looked at her expectantly. My eyes were pleading her to slap me
some more.
She started laughing hysterically “You really want to get honored some more? Don’t you?” She couldn’t
stop laughing.
I went a red in my face and said “Yes Ma’am” in a low voice.
“That is ok sweetie. You don’t have to feel ashamed.”
I bowed my head before her worshipfully and begged in a low tone “Ma’am I know that I am not worthy
of being honored by a beautiful divine Goddess like you. But when you honored me a few minutes back,
it felt so so good. I beg you to honor me some more though I know I am not worthy of…’
She interrupted me “Ok Ok. Cut it out... I know all that.” Then she pulled me by the ear to position my
face and smiled at me “I enjoyed honoring you. Might as well honor you some more since you want it so
bad.”
Then grinning she started slapping me with both hands on both sides of my face. Unlike the slaps earlier
when she was trying to slap me as hard as she could, these slaps were not that hard but still crisp and
firm. And she was taking her time between slaps enjoying them. After each slap she would pause for a
few seconds, smile, sometime fix her hair, sometimes position my face, decide which hand to use to slap
next, or decide that next slap was going to be a soft slap or a hard one. She was very playful and happy
as if she was enjoying some fun sport. She didn’t speak anything between the slaps other than after the
third slap she asked me.
“Where are your manners sweetie?” Her eyes were full of mischief.
I looked at her confused. .
She slapped me firmly on the left cheek. “What did I just do?”
“Ma’am you just honored me.”
She grinned and slapped again on the left cheek. “What are you supposed to do when someone honors
you?”
“I am sorry Ma’am. I should have thanked you. Thank you very much Ma’am.”
“Thank you very much Ma’am for reminding me my manners.”
So from then on after every slap I thanked her much to her amusement and laughs.
After around 30-40 slaps she stopped. “I think I have honored my doggie enough for the day.”
I got down from my knees to be on my hand and knees and kissed her mules thankfully.
“Thank you Ma’am. Your dog is very lucky and very privileged to be honored by a beautiful Goddess like
you.”
She just laughed “You are a very lucky doggie alright.”
Then leaning back on the couch, she stretched her arms. “That was good fun. A new fun way for me to
exercise my arms!! What you reckon?”
“Yes Ma’am. Your doggie is always at your service.”
She made herself comfortable adjusting her shapely behind on the couch and she was thinking of
getting up to change her clothes when something on TV caught her fancy. I didn't want to disturb her
and tried licking her shoe soles quietly. I was on my back and supporting her shoed foot with my both
hands. I have always felt that I have to pay respect to everything related to her. And these mules were
touching her divine feet so my eager tongue licked the soles of her mule very worshipfully.
Her mules were soon clean like new, but I didn’t know any better what else to do. So I decided to
continue licking them till something diverted her attention to me and she asked me to do something
else. But she had more or less forgotten about me enjoying the TV show. Well my hands were
supporting the whole weight of her shapely leg and my arms were aching. But I didn’t want to disturb or
discomfort her. I mean she is comfortably watching TV, so how can I disturb her by moving her leg for
my convenience. So I continued licking while supporting her leg. After a while, my arms got sore, ready
to drop off and starting shaking. She probably noticed me that as she lifted her muled feet.
“Are you ok?” She looked down at me with a knowing smile. She knew I was finding it hard to support
her legs for that long and getting tired. Think she wanted to test me or maybe she wants to push the
limits so that I get stronger.
‘Yes, Ma’am.’ I was relieved to be able to relax my arms and get some blood flowing into them.
“I forgot I got some cake for you from the shops. Go get a plate.’
Like a good dog, I tried to express my happiness by shaking my hips as if moving my imaginary tail before
heading for the kitchen. I like being her dog. So when I was in the kitchen and even when she was not
watching I didn’t get up and pick the plate like human. I raised my upper body like a dog and grabbed
the plate with my teeth and then on all four walked back to her like a happy, proud dog who is going to
get a bone. Reaching her I placed the plate on the floor next to her feet.
She looked a bit surprised but then smiled. Probably she expected me to eat like normal humans but
then realized that for a dog it is normal to eat at the feet of their owner. She adjusted the position of the
plate with her shoe and dropped a piece of cake on the plate. It was a chocolate cream cake. Then she
patted my head.
“Eat, Doggie!”
I kissed her mules reverently thanking her.
“Thank you Ma’am!”
And I started eating the cake. It felt good to have cake next to her divine feet and eating it like a dog. I
felt her eyes were on me enjoying watching me eat. I was quite hungry and finished off the piece in no
time. I wanted more of it.
I lifted my face to her to beg her for more cake and as soon as she looked at me she started laughing.
Well, not good at eating cake like a dog, I had cake plastered around my mouth and a bit on my nose
and maybe some even on my chin. I probably looked stupid.
“My doggie doesn’t know how to eat cake!!!” She was talking to me sweetly like she talks to puppy. “So
cute!!! So Adorable!!” And then she lifted her foot to pat me on my head affectionately. But I pulled my
head away and trying to act like a dog, I took my tongue out as much as I could and tried to lick the cake
off my face shaking my head at the same time. She burst out laughing and laughed and laughed as I tried
my best to emulate dogs when they try to lick their face clean with their tongue. As my tongue would go
out to lick, I would move head to bring my face close – looking stupid. She enjoyed watching me.
Well having licked clean my face as much as I could, I made those dog noises begging her for more cake.
“My doggie wants more cake? I will give you a bigger piece.” She cut a bigger piece and as she was
about to dropping it into the plate, the phone rang. I quickly jumped up like a dog and grabbed the
cordless like with my teeth and brought to her like a good dog. She smiled pleasantly at me as she took
the phone and gently patted me on the head. It was Michelle on the phone again. As she talked on the
phone, I slowly started eating my cake. Since she was on the phone, I didn’t want to eat it in a hurry and
wanted it to last for a while. I mean it was one of those beautiful moment when a beautiful Goddess is
talking on phone and her dog is at her feet eating his cake and is happy and peaceful with the world. You
want moments like that to last.
Not sure what Michelle was talking about, but my mom seemed to enjoy the talk. Slightly adjusting her
position she crossed her left leg putting it over her right leg. Well that brought the soles of her left mule
right to my face - just two to three inches from my face. As I continued eating the cake, the soles of her
mule continued to look at me in the face. Then it dawned to me that if I took my tongue out and licked
the sole of her mule – she wouldn’t mind. She knows that I am her dog and that is what dogs do. Feeling
very privileged, I lifted my head and brought my tongue out to lick the sole of her shoe. I looked at her
but she was engrossed in her talk and hadn’t even noticed. She was getting used to having me as her
dog. I looked at her. She is so beautiful. My eyes slipped down on shapely neck and then to her full
breasts. I wanted to worship her with all my soul. I wanted to thank her for accepting me as her dog.
Somewhat overwhelmed with emotion, I started kissing the soles of her mule passionately. It diverted
her attention off from the phone as she looked down at me kissing her shoes and then laughed
acceptingly. She sort of accepted that her dog would get excited every now and then and would kiss and
lick her shoe sole like crazy to display affection. She returned my affections by gently patting my cheeks
with soles of her mule and then ignoring me she got busy on the phone.
As I was lowering my head to eat the cake, I noticed some small pieces of cake that had got struck the
sole of her mule. Some bits of cake from my face probably got struck to her sole when I was kissing
them. I marveled at how beautiful the pieces of dark chocolate cake looked against the light brown sole
of her mule. As if some artist has created a masterpiece. I brought my nose next to it and inhaled
deeply. It smelled of chocolate mixed that leathery smell of her divine shoes. It was intoxicating. I
reverently brought my tongue out and licked that one piece of the cake from the sole of her mule. It
tasted delicious. Million times tastier than that cake in plate!! Like a connoisseur enjoying a sumptuous
feast, one by one I licked the all the pieces of chocolate stuck to her mule soles.
....to be continued
From Childhood on - Part 8 by fslaveus
------------------------------------------------I looked at her and she hadn’t noticed anything. Well what to do now? Having licked the pieces of cake
from her beautiful mule soles, eating cake from the plate like a dog didn’t look like a big deal any more. I
had to get the cake on to her mule soles and then lick them clean. Wow that would be so delicious. But
how do I achieve that? Shall I wait for her to finish her call and then beg her to step onto the cake?
Maybe she will? What if she didn’t? I felt uncertain. I looked up at her. She sat there looking so
beautiful, like a Goddess. I should worship her and then beg to feed me the cake with her mules. What if
she said no?
Well looking at her an idea crossed my head. She was sitting with legs crossed – her left leg crossed over
her right. I lifted the plate with my teeth and moved it to left of her right foot. Now I was hoping that if
she doesn’t look down, and uncrosses her sexy legs, her mule would land straight on the cake in the
plate. I felt very clever to have come up with this plan. And then I waited, praying quietly to her to
uncross her sexy legs and crush that piece of cake under her holy mule soles.
My prayers were answered soon as she adjusted her sexy bum on the couch, ran her hand through her
hair, arranging them, oh she looked so cute and while still on the phone, she uncrossed her legs
squashing the cake with her left mule.
“Oh, I am so sorry.” She took her mouth off the phone and looked down at the cake. She lifted her left
foot off the cake and looking at the sole of her mule she said “I am so sorry. I didn’t see the cake.” The
cream from the cake was stuck all over the sole. Do I need to say it looked delicious and very mouth
watering!
“I am really sorry Ma’am.” I tried to disguise my glee at the turn of events. I apologized gently
supporting her left foot with my hand. “I am very sorry Ma’am for dirtying you holy shoes with this cake.
Ma’am may I please clean them.”
I tried to hide my face by continuing to look at the ground. I didn’t want her to see my face and know
how eager I was to lick that tasty cream cake from her divine shoe sole. She didn’t say anything and I
wondered if she knew that I was dying to lick the cake of her mule soles.
“Ma’am May I?” I pleaded.
Her eyes got this dominant look full of mischief. She somehow knew very well that I was dying to lick the
cake of her mule soles.
She giggled slightly and then straightened her leg towards me. I brought my tongue out and licked the
cream from the sole of her mule. I didn’t lick like a hungry starved dog. I licked like a connoisseur of food
worshipfully feasting on the most delicious chocolate cake that could exist. Watching me lick so
worshipfully she just shook her head in disbelief and then burst out laughing. “You are crazy!!!” Then
she picked up the handset again and got busy talking, leaving for me to lick the cake from the soles of
her mule.
I gently licked the chocolate cream from the sole of her mule. No chocolate had ever felt as satisfying as
this one. Chocolate cream mixed with the smell of leathery shoes. Licking them straight of the shoes of
the Goddess while the Goddess is still wearing them!! I was lost in the ecstasy so I didn’t notice when
she finished her call and put the receiver down. She must have watched me for a few moments as I
heard her giggling over me. Her giggles brought me out of my trance and I looked up her laughing at me.
“You liked licking the cake of my shoe sole. Didn’t you?”
I went red on my face and lowered my face somewhat ashamed at being caught at enjoying eating my
cake from her shoe so much.
“You liked it?” She lifted my chin with the toe of her mule making me looking into her shiny dominant
eyes.
“Yes Ma’am. It is a hundred times tastier.”
She started laughing. “I am sure sweetie it is. You are so….I don’t know what”. When her laughter
subsided, she brought her left mule sole to my face “Come on sweetie, finish off this hundred times
tastier cake.” She giggled. “Lick hard on the sole. I don’t want it to be sticky when I walk.”
“Yes Ma’am. Thank you Ma’am.” And I quickly got busy licking the remaining bits of the cake from her
mule sole. There was not much chocolate cake left on it and soon it was clean as new.
“Ma’am, it is clean now.”
She wiped her mule sole on my cheeks a few times and then had a close look at my cheek.
“Well there are no marks of any chocolate on your cheeks so I reckon my sole is now clean.”
“Finish the rest of the cake” She said nudging the plate towards me with her mule. “I will go and
change.” She got up and walked away to her room. I watched the sexy sway of her shapely hips as she
walked! Whenever she walks, I drop everything and just look her hips. Leaving the cake in the plate
untouched and like a good dog I quickly followed her on hands and knees into the other room. She was
happily humming away as looking into her wardrobe.
I walked on all four to near her feet and started to smell her shoes and tried to act like a dog. She looked
at me with a sweet smile like a lady would look and smile at her dog if her dog followed her everywhere.
Then she got busy looking into the wardrobe.
“Tomorrow afternoon I have to go to this function.” She informed me and then she casually pointed out
to me what she would be wearing tomorrow morning and later in the day when she went to that
function. She also pointed to me the black stiletto heels she would be wearing tomorrow. Having
pointed to me what she intended wearing tomorrow, her job was done and now it was upto her servant
to make sure those clothes and shoes were ready for her. Maybe that dress needs to ironed again?
Maybe the shoes need to be cleaned. Well her servant has got a tongue! He can clean it with that. She is
a Goddess and she shouldn’t have to worry about all this petty stuff. She has pointed out to her servant
what she wanted to wear tomorrow and now when she goes to have a bath tomorrow, they should be
there and in prefect condition.
“Thank You Ma’am.” I thanked her for letting me know what she intended to wear.
I felt excited. Tomorrow afternoon she would be going out in high heels. When she walks in those high
heels!! She looks hotter and sexier. The sexy sway of her shapely bum get even more accentuated. I
could watch her walk in those heels for ever. I wondered if she would take her with me if I begged.
“Ma’am. Can your doggie come with you?”
“If you want to!” She replied casually and continued humming to herself. She was probably trying to
decide what to wear for going to bed.
“Thank you Ma’am.” I kissed her shoes thankfully. Tomorrow is going to be great. I would watch her
walk in stiletto heels whole afternoon and then when we come home, I would lick them clean. When
you watch her feet in the stiletto heels for a two three four hours, with every passing moment the
stiletto heels start looking more and more beautiful and more and more precious. I start thinking how
lucky are they to be touching her beautiful feet? I start wishing it was me in place of those shoes. I want
to kiss them but I can’t. I can’t do anything other than look at them from a distance and just worship
them quietly. I realize that how lucky I am that when she gets home I will get to lick the superior soles of
her shoes.
While I was busy dreaming about tomorrow, she placed the toe of her right mule against back of the left
mule and took off her left mule. Her beautiful, soft, sexy foot came out. I gazed at it mesmerized. I felt
very proud that I get to lick such a beautiful foot. Her fresh foot sweat, mixed with the smell of leather.
Someone may say it smelled but to me it smelled sweeter than the sweetest rose – simply intoxicating. I
took a deep breath. I couldn’t keep my eyes of her foot. Such a beautiful foot should be worshipped and
shouldn’t have to touch the ground.
“Ma’am! Please don’t put your foot on the ground.”
“No?” She was surprised. “What’s wrong?”
“Ma’am you are a beautiful Goddess and a Goddess like you shouldn’t have to put her soft beautiful foot
on the ground.”
She smiled down at me looking a bit amused. Somewhat encouraged I continued.
“Goddess your beautiful foot should never have to touch the ground.”
She probably guessed that I was going to come up with something. Playing along she asked rather
innocently.
“Where should I put it then sweetie?”
I quickly prostrated on the ground in front of her. “Please put them on my back Ma’am”.
She giggled slightly and then asked with concern “Won’t that hurt?”
“No Ma’am. I am very strong.” And I crawled a bit closer to her foot.
“Are you sure sweetie? I am around fifty four kilos (one hundred and twenty pound).” She was still
unsure if I would be able to handle it.
Fifty four kilos of sugar, spice and all things nice!! All things nice that the Goddess is made of!
“Please Goddess.” I was begging her. Also slowly I was trying to use the word Goddess for her in place of
the usual Madam and so far she hadn’t complained. I would love to call her Goddess all the time. I mean
when I look at her, I see a Goddess. So it is only appropriate that I should call her that. Maybe sometime
I should call her Supreme Goddess! Maybe Divine Goddess! Maybe beautiful Goddess! But in the very
least I should call her Goddess.
Well she tentatively placed her soft foot on my back. My heart was beating wild with anticipation. I felt
very aroused as she slowly increased the weight on that foot.
“You sure you would be ok?’ She asked with concern.
“Don’t worry at all Goddess. Think of me as nothing but the floor that you stand and walk on.”
She giggled. “Ok if you say so.” And then she placed the whole body weight on that leg. “That is not too
heavy for you.” She was still tentative, ready to get down if I complained.
I was in heaven. “Not at all Goddess.” For the first time ever, the Goddess was standing on me with her
full weight. Fifty four kilos of sugar and spice and all things nice – all nicely packed into all the right
places, into her beautiful face, her full bosom, her shapely bums, her sexy body – I was bearing full
weight of her whole heavenly body. I felt very privileged and very charged as if electricity was passing
from her soft bare foot to my body.
She slowly brought her muled foot up and placed in on my back as well. Now she was standing on my
back with both her feet.
“You sure sweetie you can handle this?” She asked sweetly.
“Yes Goddess!! Easy! Goddess please don’t worry about me at all. Please don’t think of me as anything
more than the floor that you stand and walk on. Just stand or walk freely. I will be easily able to handle
this. Please totally ignore me, thinking of me as nothing but the floor or some kind of carpet that you
walk on.” I mentioned floor a couple of time because that is what I wanted to be – just something for
her to walk on.
“Ok.” She giggled. “I am going to walk freely on you. If it hurts, then it is your job let me know.”
“Yes Goddess! Thank you Goddess!”
“You don’t mind being floor for me? Do you?”
“Not at all Goddess. On the contrary it is such a privilege for someone like me to be walked on and
treated as a floor by a beautiful divine Goddess like you.” I said it as I really meant it – straight from the
heart.
She just laughed. “You are a very sweet boy!!” And then she patted me sweetly on my head with her
mule sole.
Then standing on me she brought her shoed foot on top of my head. As I turned my head to kiss it she
told me not to move my head. She pressed the edge on the heel of her mule against my head and pulled
her foot out. Her beautiful mule dropped just 2-3 inches from my face. It had her fresh foot sweat smell
mixed with leathery smell. I wanted to bury my nose into it. Such a beautiful shoe and what luck to have
enclosed the foot of the Goddess for hours. I looked at the shoe with a very strong desire to shower it
with kisses. Slowly I crawled a couple of inches on my belly to bring my nose closer to the shoe.
“Stop moving stupid!! Unless you want me to fall.” She stomped on my back hard.
“Sorry Goddess.” I became absolutely still. Looking at the beautiful shoe and smelling it, it was as if I had
forgotten that was I was her floor and shouldn’t have moved.
“Sorry Goddess for moving!!”
“That is ok.” And she started wiping her foot sweat on my T-shirt and then stopped. Seemingly as an
afterthought she probably thought of me and how much I like to lick her foot sweat. She brought her
right foot next to my face.
“My doggie wants to have a lick?”
I quickly turned my head and brought my thirsty and eager tongue out as much as I could. As I lifted my
head she gently pulled her foot a little bit back. I continued lifting my head bit more and more and she
continued pulling bit more and more back. I looked at her. Her beautiful eyes were full of mischief. She
was probably just teasing me with probably no intention of letting me lick her beautiful foot. Well as I
looked, her foot came and slapped my upturned face. “Not now sweetie. Maybe later!” She laughed as
my face fell at being denied her precious foot sweat. She certainly knew how to tease and put me on
fire.
Smiling cheekily she brought her foot back near to my upturned face and slapped me once again on the
face with her foot affectionately. “Face to the floor and eyes closed.”
“Yes Goddess.”
She was obviously going to change her clothes while standing on me. I tried to be as still as I could. She
took off her white cotton dress and it dropped on top of me. And she took off her bra and finally her
panty dropped right next to my left shoulder. My heart was beating wild with excitement as she stood
on me without any clothes. Of course I was not permitted to turn my head and look at her sexy body but
with my face facing the floor, I opened my eyes a little. Her panty was lying next to my shoulder. I felt
really hot. I had such an irresistible urge to smell and suck it.
Well still standing on me, she started putting on her clothes. As she changed clothes she lifted her one
leg to put her leg through the panty, putting her entire weight on the other leg standing. And then the
other leg! And she did the same as she put on her short cotton shorts or skirt, it could have been either
short or skirt as I couldn’t turn my head and look. She took steps and moved on my back freely totally
ignoring me as she put on her clothes. I was nothing more than floor for her to stand and walk on and I
felt really aroused. A couple of times she stood close to my lower back grinding my hardened member
into the ground. I was lost in ecstasy as I felt the weight of her divine form on me pressing me down.
“Goddess whenever I am around, your holy bare feet should never have to touch the ground.”
She started giggling “Is that so? What will you do sweetie if I HAVE to put my feet on the floor?”
“Goddess, I will become your floor like I am right now. That is the least I can do for a beautiful Goddess
like you. Your soft, beautiful feet should never have to touch the floor.”
“You are a very sweet boy.”
Having changed her clothes she was running her finger through her hair trying to fix them and then she
stopped suddenly and laughed.
“I think you spoke too soon.” She gently tapped on my head with her foot for me to turn my head and
then pointed towards the corner of the room with her toes.
“Well you didn’t want my feet to touch the ground and now look where my slippers are?” She said with
a giggle. I turned my head around and looked in the direction pointed by her toes. There right next to
the bed were her slippers, actually designer slip-ons, that she often wears around the house casually.
There were lying about six meters (twenty feet) from us.
“Sweetie, How am I going to get to them without my feet touching the ground?” She asked rather
innocently. She was enjoying teasing me.
I considered the situation. I was lying flat on the floor and she was standing on my back barefoot. How
was she to reach her slippers around without touching her feet to the ground. After all my boisterous
talk about how the Goddess’s feet shouldn’t have to touch the ground especially when I am around, I
found myself in a fix. What should I do? Tell her to get off me for a second and then I crawl to fetch her
shoes! Well her holy feet would then have touched the ground. Or I carry here there? Am I strong
enough for that!! I didn’t want to try carrying her and fail. If I do carry her then I wanted to do it with
successfully and not make a fool of myself. I felt uncertain of my ability to carry her there.
“What should I do sweetie?” She said in a slight teasing tone. She was certainly enjoying my
predicament and was sort of amused as to what I come up with next.
All my boastful talk – I felt as if I had talked my self into a corner. Somehow something inside me was
telling me that I had to stick to my word – if I am around, Goddesses beautiful, soft, holy bare feet
should not have to touch the ground.
I turned my head up to look at her. Oh God! Those sexy, shapely legs!! She had put on casual cotton
shorts that reached about five to six inches above her knees, displaying her beautiful sexy legs. I know
my eyes tend to get glued to them and I stare like a total idiot. But I didn’t want her to notice me staring
at her legs. So with a great effort I pulled my eyes off her legs. Then all I could was her full breasts in her
light green T-shirt. From that angle, with her standing on my upper back and me turning my head and
looking up, her breasts seem to have hidden away her face. I worshipfully stared at her breasts which
looked full and bigger from my position. I knew it of course, but I re-realized how lucky I was to have a
Goddess like her standing on me.
“Goddess. I have an idea.”
“hmm hmm?”
“Goddess! You stand nicely and comfortably on my back and I will slowly crawl on my belly carrying you
to your slippers.”
She started laughing. “You reckon you can do that?”
“Yes Goddess. I am very strong.” Hang on another boastful statement! I had never crawled on my belly
and not to mention with a 54 kilogram Goddess standing on my back and here I was boastfully saying I
will be able to do it. I should be careful and say things like - Goddess. Please let me try.
“You sure you are strong enough for that?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Okay. We can try.” Here tone said that she didn’t think I would be able to crawl on my belly carrying
her but then there is no harm in trying, especially since I was boasting. She moved back towards the
centre of my back positioning her feet. “Ok, with all the gymnastics I did at school, I think I should be
good at balancing myself.” Then she tried making a game out of it “This should be fun.”
“Ok. Let’s go!!” She kicked me on the side of my back to get me started. She seemed to be relishing the
idea of me crawling on my belly carrying her. Her voice had a cheerfulness about it – sort of saying - let
the fun begin!!! And I was not sure how I was going to achieve what I had claimed to be strong enough
for – to crawl on my belly for six meters (twenty feet) with her standing on my back.
“Come on?” She slapped me impatiently on the face with her feet.
“Sorry Goddess. Please let me adjust.” As I slowly brought my hand next to my shoulder and tried to
position my body to start crawling.
“This will be fun. A bit like surfing!!! You are my surfboard? Aren’t you? Or maybe this is what they
should call body surfing.” She laughed.
While she was looking forward to enjoying this, I was unsure about how to start.
“Come on!” Another slap from her foot on side of my face prompting me to move.
With my both hand on the ground right next to my shoulder, I slowly raised my upper body a few inches,
thinking maybe I could move up on my elbows and knees and then crawl.
“Stop!!” She hit me with her heel really hard into my back to halt me. “What are you doing?”
“Goddess, I was trying to lift myself a bit so …….” I turned my head and saw her trying to balance herself
standing on me holding the wall and I apologized straightaway “Sorry Goddess.”
“You lifted your right side first, tilting you back. How could I stand on you? I will just trip over and fall.
That is stupid. Luckily the wall was just next to me for support.”
“I am really sorry Goddess!!” I lowered myself with my belly flat into the ground.
“You don’t have to lift your belly from the ground. You just have to crawl on your belly.”
“Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess.” I thanked her for her advise but I didn’t exactly know I was going to
achieve what she had suggested. So I tried to crawl on my belly without using my hands. It was hard and
almost impossible. After a lot of effort maybe I moved an inch. Her slippers just six seven meters away
started to look like miles away.
She laughed at my pathetic effort. “Not like that stupid! We will be here whole night.” Then she took
one step and placed her foot on my head.
“You have to crawl on the ground like a worm. Worms, when they crawl, keep their belly very close to
the ground and then they use their arms to push themselves forward. You have to just crawl like a
worm! Crawl on your belly nicely!’
“Crawl like a worm Goddess?” I asked still somewhat unsure.
“Yes Sweetie.” She giggled. “You have to crawl like a worm. As you crawl, your belly should rub on the
floor just like a worm and then you have use your hands just like worms use their front legs to push
themselves. You got it?”
“Sort of Goddess.”
She explained sweetly “You just have to think like a worm and then you crawl on your belly like a
worm.” She paused and then thought of something and giggled. “Sweetie, if you want to take me to my
slippers, you have to think of yourself as nothing but a worm. Then you will crawl naturally on your belly
like a worm. Can you do that sweetie?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Ok who are you?” She had a big grin on her face.
“Goddess, I am a worm.”
She started laughed “That is nice!! Now start doing what worms do. Crawl nicely on you belly.”
“Yes Goddess!” I adjusted my position trying to remember how worms crawl.
“Hey Sweetie, you don’t mind being a worm? Do you?” She asked in a sweet yet teasing tone. I turned
my head up to look at her. Those sexy, shapely legs!! I looked past her legs, her breasts, at her beautiful,
divine smiling face. Her face told me that while she was enjoying it but at the same time she would mind
dropping all this ‘Goddesses foot should not touch the ground’ business. I, on the other hand, was so
heavily aroused having her stand on me and me having to crawl on my belly. She was looking at me
questioningly.
“To be a worm and crawl on my belly with you standing on me is like heaven for me Goddess. I am very
grateful to you Goddess for letting this lowly worm carry a superior Goddess like you on his back.
Goddess, please help and guide this worm to carry you to your holy slippers.” I pleaded.
“I will.” She laughingly accepted my plea. “Come on now!”
“Be a good worm and crawl nicely!!” She giggled.
I slowly started to crawl on my belly over to her slippers. I just lifted my chest about a sixth of an inch
from the ground and as I pushed forward with my hands, my belly and lower part of the body rubbed on
the floor. I took small steps with my hands, around two inches for each step, trying to keep my back as
static as possible so that the Goddess standing didn’t feel my back tilt at all. Though it was hard to crawl
with her standing on top of me but I had not lost the significance of the event. Until half an hour back, I
was like her loyal dog, licking her shoe soles and her feet and getting slapped and eating off the floor.
But now I was nothing more than a worm, crawling on my belly and carrying her around. Things were
fast moving in the right direction.
“That is way better sweetie.” She said to me encouragingly as she was trying to balance herself on my
back. I crawled for a while and then I was tired and I paused to breathe. I looked back as to how far I had
moved. I had crawled just over two meters (six feet). That was one third of the way but I already felt
tired. I turned my head and looked at the Goddess. She was looking down at me smilingly. She knew
what was going through my head.
“Tired?”
“No Goddess.” It was obvious I was tired but I was not going to admit that I got tired carrying her.
“Let me help you.” She took one step from my mid to lower back and placed her right foot near my
shoulder. Than balancing herself on that foot, she brought her left foot near my face and she said in a
very affectionate tone like she talks to puppies “Lick doggie.”
I quickly brought my tongue out as much as I could and started licking her soft feet. Unlike last time she
didn’t pull her foot away. Her foot sweat had dried off leaving a nice salty taste. It felt so good. I licked
her foot like a starved dog showering her foot with kisses like crazy. I felt very grateful to her for letting
me lick her foot. She giggled a few times watching me. Licking her foot I totally forgot how tired I was.
She seemed to know how my mind worked.
Giving a mild slap on my cheek with her foot, she pulled away her foot from me. “That is enough. You
feel better now?”
“Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess! Goddess you are most generous to let me lick your foot. It was very
refreshing.”
“Good! Let’s go.” She stepped back to my middle back and gave me a gentle tap prompting me to move.
Somewhat invigorated, I crawled like a worm carrying her. Somehow having licked her feet charged me
and as she giggled above me, I crawled with renewed vigor. As I crawled I tried to remember that I was
nothing but a worm, carrying a Goddess and made sure my belly never left the ground and tried to crawl
as smoothly as I could. Well soon the burst of energy ran out of steam and I found myself totally spent. I
was still a couple of meters (six feet) away from her beautiful slippers.
“That was very good. I am very impressed. Not much left now.” She stomped on my back prompting me
to move “Come on, lets do it!”
I was still trying to gather my breath. It was obvious I had no more energy left.
“Tired?” I was tired but didn’t want to accept it so I stayed quiet.
Standing on me she pondered for a few seconds.
“Come on sweetie there is not much left to go.” She said gently patting my back with her feet trying to
encourage to me complete the crawl.
“Ok if you can crawl the rest of the way, I will give you some reward.”
“Reward Goddess?” My head started buzzing with possibilities. Even in the state of tiredness I knew this
was a great opportunity.
“Goddess can I chose the reward?” I asked in the most pleading tone.
“Nooooooo!!!” And she started laughing. She obviously didn’t trust me as to what I might come up with.
I turned my head and looked at her with most pleading eyes that I could make. My eyes were begging
her trying to tell her that all this crawling has not been easy.
“Ok….. Maybe. Yea maybe. You can choose the reward but if I like it then I will give it to you. If I don’t
like it then you get nothing. Ok?”
“Thank you Goddess.”
Filled with thoughts about what reward to ask her, I found some fresh energy. I slowly crawled on my
belly to her slipper. Standing on top of me she cheered me “Come on sweetie.” “Not long.” “You can do
it.” etc.
As I reached her slippers, I was exhausted and yet very excited at the same time. I had done it!!! In my
excitement I started kissing her slippers. I was kissing them like the worshipable slipper they were.
Standing on my back the Goddess laughed and clapped.
“Very good sweetie!” She patted me on my head with her foot. “You did very well and stuck to your
word – not letting your Goddesses foot touch the ground. I am very pleased.”
This was the first time that she had referred to herself as my Goddess. I felt very lucky that she was
starting to see herself as my Goddess. I tilted my head and worshipfully kissed her foot that was patting
my head.
“Thank you. Goddess.”
“Thank you Goddess for being so patient. I was very slow.”
“That is ok sweetie. The important thing is that you didn’t give up. When you started I didn’t think you
would make it.” She sat down on the bed and started patting my head and face affectionately as I tried
to kiss and licked her feet. Had anyone seen us together they would remarked something like “Look at
that lady and her dog. They love each other.” A few happy moments passed and then she said.
“Come on!”
I was not sure what she expected of me. All I could think of was how I had crawled on my belly and
about being a worm. I looked up at her with a question in my eyes. Did she want me to crawl again?
“I know sweetie you are exhausted but you shouldn’t forget what your duties are?”
“Sorry Goddess?” I tried to think quickly what I should be doing next but was still not clear where should
I crawl to next.
She smiled down at me and said sweetly “Sweetie will I have to remind you how to offer a lady her
slippers?”
“Very sorry Goddess.” I hurriedly picked up her slipper and kissed it reverentially and placed it on top of
my head and offered her to put them on. “Please Goddess.”
As she was about to slide her soft beautiful foot into them, I begged “Hang on Goddess. I forgot to clean
it. I am really stupid.” I took the shoe off my head and brought it to my face and then extending my
tongue, I licked the sole of her slipper. This slipper was the lucky one who was going to touch my
Goddess beautiful feet. I felt very privileged to be licking it. I licked the sole nicely and worshipfully.
My Goddess sitting above me on the bed noticed me licking her slipper sole like precious object and
laughed. “I like your devotion and how you serve me.”
“Thank you Goddess.” I replied between licks. The sole was soon clean and I placed the slipper on top of
my head and offered her to put them on. “Please Goddess.”
She gently slid her soft beautiful foot into it. I thanked her for using my head for putting her slipper on.
“Thank you Goddess.”
Then I followed the same routine with the other slipper. With both her slippers adorning her beautiful
feet, I was lying prostrate on my belly and she was sitting on the bed resting both her feet on my head.
“I am really sorry Goddess for not offering your shoes. I was still thinking about crawling and carrying
you here.”
“That is ok.”
She was about to get up and go to lounge room but my mind was still thinking about crawling. I had
crawled a long way and it was hard, especially carrying her as well but at the same time I was so turned
on and felt really hot. I didn’t want this crawling thing to end so suddenly.
“Goddess! Can I ask you a question?” I pleaded.
“hmmm hmmm.”
“Goddess, am I a good worm?”
She started laughing uncontrollably. She was probably finding it hilarious that after all the hard work,
crawling and carrying her at the same time, sweating and getting really exhausted, I still wanted to go on
talking about being a worm. All her laughing made me go red in the face with embarrassment.
“Tell me again sweetie who you are?”
“I am worm Goddess.” I repeated to her laughter as she shook her head in disbelief.
“Was I a good worm? Did I crawl nicely like a good worm?” It was certainly embarrassing but I decided it
didn’t matter. I wanted to debase myself at her beautiful feet.
“Yes sweetie. You were a very good worm. I am sure all the worms of the world are very proud of you
how nicely you crawled on your belly.” She started laughing and gave me a good pat on my back with
her slippers. She said in the same tone “Sweetie, whenever any history of worms in written, you name
will be mentioned in golden letters as so what a good worm you are. You happy now?” She couldn’t stop
laughing.
When her laughing subsided, I asked her “Goddess! did you enjoy your worm crawling on his belly
carrying you?”
She looked down at me pleasantly. She giggled a bit but looked uncertain about responding to my
question. I wondered maybe she felt shy acknowledging that she loved me crawl on my belly like a
worm. Maybe she thought it was a bit too much and no more crawling business. I had no clue what she
was thinking. I was exhausted right now but I didn’t want this to be the only time I crawled in her divine
presence. I looked at her. Her loose hair failing on the sides of her beautiful face, she looked heavenly.
Please God, let her tell me that she liked it.
I looked into her beautiful green eyes. Her eyes were happy and shining. I knew instinctively she had
enjoyed it. I looked at her with a pleading face – sort of begging her to tell me that she enjoyed it. I knew
being artificial or fake is not part of her personality.
“Please tell me Goddess.”
She smiled mischievously and the expression on her face told me that she was granting me a favor.
What she said was music to my ears.
“Well sweetie, you crawled all that way on your belly – just like a worm – treating me like a Goddess, so
that I didn’t have to put my foot on the ground. That was really special. I really enjoyed it. It was nice to
see you crawl as well. Though you were a bit slow but it was still very good fun.”
“Goddess, I can get faster with practice.”
“You reckon you will be crawling some more?” She asked with somewhat amused.
“Goddess. I am nothing but a worm and what else can a worm do other than crawl on his belly.” I made
a very pitiful face.
She starting giggling. “Are you sure? You want to crawl some more.”
“Yes Goddess. Remember Goddess when you told me to think of myself as nothing but a worm till I
reached you slippers. So I followed that very strictly.”
“Did you?” She was enjoying me talk.
“Yes Goddess. I told myself again and again that I am a worm, I am a worm so many times. I tried to
think like a worm. I tried to act like a worm. It really got into my blood and now if you ask me who I am, I
will tell you that I am nothing but a worm.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have taken what I said so seriously.”
“Maybe Goddess but I did. Now I am even scared to go outside!”
“Why is that?” She asked with a little surprise.
“When I go out, there are a lot of nasty birds looking for worms. One of them might catch me and eat
me!!!” I said making an artificial worried face.
She started laughing at my logic. Playing along she said “Yes sweetie, you better be very careful.”
“Well you have totally convinced me that you are nothing but a worm. So I reckon you got no choice
now but to crawl everywhere on your belly from now on.”
“You like being a worm? And crawling on your belly? Don’t you?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“So that is good – at least you like who you are. That is not what you can say about most people” She
said with a laugh. “Tell me again who are you?”
“Goddess I am a worm.” She liked hearing from me that I was a worm as she had made me say it a few
times and laughed each time.
“Also Goddess, it is only appropriate that in the divine presence of a beautiful Goddess like you,
someone like me should only crawl on his belly.”
“I think you are a very sweet boy, I mean worm!” She patted my head affectionately with her slippers.
“Goddess, would you like me to crawl on my belly in your presence all the time?”
“Well I don’t know. So far I have seen you crawl on hands and knees like a dog. It was amusing. Was
good fun. I guess seeing you crawl on your belly like a worm should be more amusing. Maybe more fun.
” And then she laughed. “But then you are a worm. So you got no choice but to crawl. Let us go to the
lounge room first.”
She got up and walked away to the lounge room. Well I slowly started crawling on my belly. I crawled
making sure my belly was constantly touching the ground and used my hands and my feet to push me
forward. Being a dog and crawling on hand and knees is way easier and I could normally keep pace with
her. But crawling with your belly touching the ground is more strenuous and need I say heaps slower. I
had crawled less than a meter when she disappeared into the other room. Crawling on the belly is slow
and she was not watching me anymore. It was an option for me to get on my hand and knees and crawl
like a dog and then when I reached the door where she could see me, I start crawling on my belly again.
Somehow I felt I would be cheating with her and it would be disrespectful to her. She is the Goddess and
I am so lucky and grateful to her that she lets me worship her. Last thing I want on earth is to be
disrespectful to her so I tried to crawl nicely on my belly like a worm – imagining her to be watching me.
I shouldn’t forget to mention that crawling on my belly had me very very strongly aroused. It was more
than that when I crawled on my belly my member rubbed on the ground. Somewhere there was a voice
in my conscience telling me that is how I should always be in her divine presence – always crawl on my
belly – always crawl on my belly - and that was so arousing. As I crawled I kissed the ground where the
superior soles of the lucky slippers adorning my beautiful Goddess beautiful feet had touched the
ground.
As I was about to enter the lounge room, I paused. I wanted to take a breath and then crawl into room
with some fresh energy. I saw from the corner that she had made herself comfortable on couch and was
flipping through TV channels. She was sitting with her legs bent and feet on the same side of her shapely
bums on the couch. Having crawled to reach the lounge room my mind was overflowing with worshipful
thoughts about her. She was sitting comfortably with her feet on the couch while I was in the crawling
position. That felt very appropriate. In this position every single part of her heavenly body was above
every single part of my body. That is how I should be in her presence, belly on the floor and head no
more than three four inches from the floor. I worshipfully lowered my head touching my forehead to the
ground.
She was still trying to find something interesting on the TV. I noticed her slippers lying next to the floor.
Those lucky slippers! It is not right that they should be lying on the floor. They touch the Goddess
beautiful feet. They are superior to me. Yes even their soles are superior to me. They are something that
I worship, yet they were lying on the same floor where I was. They should be on some raised platform.
Maybe some small table three four inches high! Yes that would be right. Goddess would be on the
couch, her slippers below her three four inches above the ground and me on the ground below her
slippers. Yes that is how it should be. It would be still be better if that small table or raised platform was
ten inches from the ground – that way when I will crawl, the superior soles of those slippers would
above every part of my body. Yes that is how it should be. Her slipper soles should be something that I
look up to.
Well having paused and having taken a few deep breaths, I resumed crawling. She just laughed as she
saw me crawl into the room. Her beautiful green eyes were shining with mischief. She put the television
on the mute and turned her body towards me. She did want to watch. She looked as though she was
enjoying an amusing show.
Seeing her pay full attention to me watch me crawl, somehow made me a bit self conscious. I tried to
crawl really smoothly – just like a worm. I looked at her happy, beautiful face. Being on hand and knees
before her like a dog was nice. But to crawl on your belly in front of her as her beautiful green eyes
watched me with a shine in them, was so so so much more nicer. From the crawling position she looked
even more of a Goddess that she is.
“Hey sweetie, you having fun?” She said with a mischievous grin. Her eyes were sparkling like precious
stones. I could feel a sense of dominating power coming over her.
“Yes Goddess.” I wanted to say that it is a pleasure to be crawling on my belly before you but I stayed
quiet. I had a feeling that soon she was going to take charge.
She watched me crawl looking amused. I tried to crawl smoothly, trying to make sure my belly never left
the ground.
“Goddess. Is my crawling any good? Am I a good worm?” I had figured that she found me using the word
‘worm’ for myself very amusing and almost always laughed when I did it. So I wanted to use it as often
as I could.
She started laughing. “You are doing alright. Will probably get better with practice.”
“Goddess, please tell me what am I doing wrong.” I pleaded.
“I am not sure sweetie. Let me look again.” She tried to have closer look. There was no doubt that she
was finding it all very amusing.
“I think when you crawl, with one step you move too much to the left and with next step you move too
much to the right. You know worms, they go straight smooth without moving so much sideways.” Then
she giggled and said with a teasing tone “You look like a clumsy worm.”
“Goddess, I am really sorry for being a clumsy worm in front of you. I promise I will become a better
worm.”
“I am sure sweetie you will.” She giggled. Her eyes had a look of mischief. “For now let’s have some
fun.”
“Stop there!” I stopped there and looked at her with a question in my eyes.
She smiled and explained. “You know when you crawl, you are crawling forward by pushing against the
ground with your hands. It looks kind of…..hmmm…. weird. Why don’t you try crawling without using
your hands? Just crawling purely on your belly like a good worm.” She giggled. “You want to be a good
worm? Don’t you?”
“Yes Goddess.”
Well not used to crawling, crawling on my belly using hands was not all that easy to start with. And I was
tired. And now having to crawl without using hands! But that is what my beautiful Goddess had
commanded me to do with a smile on her angelic face. I couldn’t even dream of saying no. I lifted my
hands two to three inches above the ground in front of my head so that my arms were touching my ears
and tried to crawl on my belly. She laughed slightly as I struggled to start crawling. Her laughing as I
crawled on my belly was somehow very arousing and I was so turned. I had such a strong desire to
worship her.
Well after the initial struggle to crawl without using my hands, somehow I found myself moving forward.
It was not a nice smooth crawl and I was not exactly following any proper technique but I was moving
forward. I felt a bit pleased with myself and looked at her. She was watching me crawl with amusement
but at the same time she didn’t really looked very pleased with how I was crawling. I stopped crawling
and looked at her with a question in my eyes.
“Sweetie you are not using your hands but you are using your elbows to do what your hands were doing
– that is to push your forward. Also you are pushing yourself forward with your knees and your feet.
That’s sort of cheating. Start fresh. Go back to the door.”
The door was a good ten meters (or thirty feet) from where she was sitting and I had already crawled
around three meters. It was quite a bit of work getting undone. But a command from the Goddess has
to be obeyed. So I quickly crawled back to the door on my belly using my arms to push me back.
“Good! Now don’t use your arms or elbow or knees or feet to push you forward. Just crawl nicely on
your belly using your chest and belly only. Can you do that for me sweetie?”
“Yes Goddess.”
Well, I started crawling without using my arms or hands or legs or knees to push me forward. It is bloody
hard to move an inch forward. I basically moved back and forth on my belly more or less at the same
spot. She laughed as I struggled to crawl forward and joked.
“What is taking you so long sweetie? Look at me foot.” She straightened her leg and pointed towards
me. “It is waiting for you to come and lick.” She giggled teasingly.
The allure of licking her beautiful foot! I tried to charge towards it but crawling just on my belly, I ended
up rocking faster back and forth more or less in the same spot. She just laughed and laughed.
“Come on sweetie!” she teased dangling her foot. “Don’t you want to come and lick?”
She made jokes and laughed as I crawled slowly on my belly. My eyes were glued to her beautiful foot.
With every passing moment it looked more and more alluring. I mean I was crawling on the ground,
tired and exhausted, while she sat comfortable on the couch, laughing and giggling like a beautiful
Goddess that she is. All I had to do was to reach her crawling on my belly and then I will be next to
Goddess, kissing and licking her soft, beautiful foot – that would be like heaven.
Well after around a few minutes of crawling I was still only a bit more than meter in from the door. It
was clear that I would take at least 20-25 minutes to reach her. So she started flipping through the TV
channels again and found something worth watching. So she started enjoying the TV as I crawled on my
belly to reach her. Every now and then she would glance at me and then invariably laugh and continue
watching the TV.
to be continued......
From Childhood on - Part 9 by fslaveus
------------------------------------------------I kept crawling on my belly without using my hands, elbow, legs or feet to push myself forward. It was
very slow. I was crawling around one foot every couple of minutes. At that pace, I figured it would take
me 30-40 minutes I reached the Goddess. On one hand I felt very lucky to be crawling like that on my
belly in front of a Goddess and was heavily aroused. She would look down at me with a smile and
certainly looked very amused. Yet at the same time it was very exhausting. So I paused to take a
breather. I was quite tired. I noticed her looking at me with pity. I didn’t want her to think I gave up so I
started crawling again. It was obvious I didn’t have much energy left.
“Come here!” Her voice was very soft and very sweet.
“Yes Goddess.” I tried to crawl faster.
“You don’t give up? Do you?” She said somewhat admiringly. “No need to crawl like that. Come here!”
“Goddess may I use my hand and feet?”
“Yes, stupid! How many times I have to tell you!” Her voice was warm.
I quickly crawled to her on my belly using my hand to push myself. When I reached her, her soft
beautiful foot came down from the couch above and patted my cheek affectionately.
“I was waiting for you to give up. I was just testing you. But you didn’t.” She was looking at me with
appreciation and patting me cheek with feet.
“Goddess I have to try my best to obey you ever single of your command.”
“That is nice but no need to crawl like that anymore.”
“Goddess, does that mean can I use my hand and feet when I crawl on my belly.”
“Yes stupid, how many times I will have to tell you.” Her beautiful foot that was patting my cheek gave a
gentle slap to my face.
“Thank you Goddess.”
“Well sweetie I was just having fun. You don’t really have to crawl on your belly. If you are tired, it is
quite alright for you to get up and be on all four and walk around like a doggie. Or if you are too tired for
even that then, you can get up and walk like a human being. It is all fine by me.”
“Goddess, you are most kind. Whenever I am near you, I get this urge to worship you. Goddess it will be
very good for me to constantly express the worshipful feeling that I feel towards you by crawling on my
belly in your superior presence. That is the only way some one like me should to be in front of a Goddess
like you. Or like you said, sometimes if there is a need, maybe I can get up and be on fours and walk like
a doggie. But anything beyond that like standing up on both feet like human being, Goddess I feel I am
not giving you proper respect.”
‘You are a sweet boy.” She smiled pleasantly and patted me some more on the cheek with her foot.
“Well I leave that to you. You can crawl on your belly or be my little doggie as much as you want. Well
for now, go make me some orange juice.”
“Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess.”
Then I started crawling on my belly to the kitchen. I tried to crawl fast. She watched me crawl somewhat
amused.
“Goddess, it feels only right that I should be crawling on my belly in your presence.”
“Worms got no choice but to crawl” She laughed. “Well, like I said, you can crawl as much as you want.”
She said taking her eyes of me and got busy looking at the TV.
In the kitchen, I picked the nicer looking oranges to juice for her. Then I cut each orange into half. Then I
cut a small piece from the each orange and tasted it. The oranges which were sweet, I was going to juice
for her. The orange which were not all that sweet or juicy, I would have them later or juice for myself.
Then I closed the kitchen door. The Goddess is watching the TV and I didn’t want her to be disturbed by
the noise of juicer running. Every single thing I do in the house, every single minute, I always have to
keep in mind that she is a Goddess and how lucky I am to be serving a Goddess like her and nothing I do
inconveniences her in any way. I have to continuously think about every possible way how I can serve
her better. Well the juice was soon ready and I placed the glass on the tray and placed a couple of
napkins on the tray. And then I faced a dilemma. How do I take the juice to her?
Few moments back I had told her that to show her proper respect I should only crawl on my belly or at
most walk on all four like a dog in her presence. Now how do I take the juice to her crawling on belly or
walking on all four like a dog. I considered possibilities. Maybe I should get on all four like a dog and hold
the tray with my teeth and take it to her. Yea that is how a dog would do. I got on all four and tried
holding the tray without the glass of juice with my teeth. It was difficult to hold it steady and walk - even
without the glass on the tray. The juice will spill. Maybe I should walk like a dog with 3 legs holding the
tray in my hand. No that will look real clumsy- like a 3 legged dog. If I crawled on my belly, it was
impossible to carry the juice. What to do?
After a bit of deliberation, I decided that the best option was that I get down on all four and then place
the tray on my back and then smoothly and steadily walk like a dog taking the juice to her.
When she saw me bringing juice to her like that, she started laughing.
“Oh my God!!!! You are nuts!” She shook her head in disbelief. “You will drop the glass. Be careful.”
“Yes Goddess.” I tried walking smoothly. She was looking at me as if I was performing some act in the
circus and was almost sure I will drop the glass. Walking slowly and steadily, I managed to reach her
without spilling a drop. I positioned myself standing on all four facing her so that the glass of the juice
was next to her hand. I was expecting her to pick the tray from my back and put it on the table nearby
and then I get busy licking her beautiful soft feet. But instead she just picked the glass from the tray, left
the tray on my back and started to have a drink
“You know you are crazy to do a thing like that. You could have spilled it all.” I looked at her. Despite
what she was saying she did look amused.
“Sorry Goddess. But I didn’t know how else to carry it. I wanted to stay on all four or below in front of
you Goddess.”
“Well don’t get too carried away with that.”
So I stood there on all four with tray and juice on my back. The Goddess was using me as a table. That
was probably one of the very rare occasions when the Goddess had chosen a role for me without me
having to beg for it. I felt very pleased that she was accepting me as her dog/table/servant(I don’t know
what) or something for her to use. I was very pleased. I tried to be as still as I could. The Goddess had
decided to use me as a table to that is what I have to be. Just an object for her to use!!!
After a having a bit of orange juice, she changed her mind. She got up and got herself some wine.
Something about my mom. Whenever she has had a bit of alcohol, she tends to becomes very jovial and
happy and very agreeable with people. My past experiences has been that drinking lowers her
inhibitions to using me as her servant or slave and obviously I love it when she has had a drink. So I
found myself getting excited with anticipation.
She sat back on the couch and placed the bottle of wine and glass on the tray on my back. “You are very
handy to be around.” She giggled. Putting her feet on the couch and she made herself comfortable.
“Now you better not move and spill the drinks.”
“Yes Goddess.”
So I tried to stand absolutely still. She drank slowly enjoying her drink. Standing on my all fours facing
her, my face was around a foot and half from her crotch and directly facing it. I looked straight at her
crotch. When I look at a woman’s crotch when she is wearing a shorts or hot pants, the front is very
smooth, unlike guys who have an ugly bulge there. That I find very sexy - looking at a woman’s crotch.
So I stared at her crotch. That is where the pussy is. That is what the whole world worships. The power
of the pussy! Throughout history so many battles have been fought for it. So many men have fought and
given up their life for it. The flatness of her short in the front was telling me there was a beautiful pussy
in there. That was the essence of her being a woman. That is what should be worshipped. I kept staring
at her crotch with awe and admiration. I kept imagining how lucky her panties are to be touching it.
Somehow I didn’t want to uncover her pussy or see it naked or any such thing. My mind was full of
worshipful thought about her pussy. For me it was an object of worship and I wanted to worship it.
Well as she was reclining on the couch her short had crawled up a couple of inches revealing her more
of sexy toned thighs. From the position I was standing in, I couldn’t really see her feet without tilting my
head. And since I was her table, I didn’t want to move at all and kept staring her crotch area and thighs.
My mind started to wander off thinking about what should I ask the Goddess for reward.
Maybe I should ask her to slap me as reward. That would be so nice to be slapped again by her soft
beautiful hands and hear her sweet laugh. Earlier she enjoyed slapping me. Getting slaps by her
beautiful hand is something and then to hear her sweet laughter as she does it! Oh my God! Yes I think I
will ask her to slap me 30 times as a reward. 30? 30 is not enough. Maybe 50 or still better 100! 100
slaps from her straight on my face!!! I like the idea, but once she has slapped me 100 times then that
would be it. Maybe I can think of something that can last longer. Maybe 100,000 slaps. Yes. She can slap
me today till her hands are tired of slapping. Let’s say maybe 100 slaps. So if she slaps me 100 a day,
100,000 will last 1000 day or almost 3 years. Yea that would be some reward. When Goddess wakes up
every morning, after licking her feet, I will happily present my face to her to slap. If she doesn’t feel like
slapping in the morning, then she can slap me anytime later in the days, whenever the Goddess feels
like. If her hands get tired from slapping or if she doesn’t feel like slapping her hand, she can easily pick
up her slippers or shoes from the ground and then slap me with them. Or she could slap me with her
feet. 100 slaps a day from her. Oh that will be so good.
What else I can think?
I am serving as her table. Maybe I beg her to use me as her chair as a reward. It would be so great to
have her shapely behind on my back. Using me as a chair she could eat her breakfast or watch TV or
read a book or do anything that she wants. She could use me for hours. I will just stand still looking at
her feet and worship them. Maybe she will even sit on me like one sits on pony. Her sexy bums would be
on my back, and my head would be between her creamy sexy thighs and feet would be directly under
my face. Oh that would be heaven! I could spend my life like that – her sitting on me and me looking at
her beautiful feet. It would feel so warm to be protected between her legs and be like her pony. She will
be the one facing the world and I will just be some seat for her to sit on.
I kept thinking. A lot of thoughts crossed my head. Some I thought she might find too much and even I
feel a bit shy about writing them here. What would be a good reward to ask her? Something that lasts!!!
Something that leads to other things!!! My mind was working in full gear.
“That is enough.” She said putting the glass back on the tray and placed the wine bottle on the nearby
table. So I slowly crawled back on all four with tray on my back. This time it was easier as the glass was
mostly empty. Back in kitchen, I licked the edges of the glass touched by her lips to taste her saliva. Then
I drank the leftover juice like the divine offering it was. After finishing the drink and cleaning up the glass
and juicer, I crawled back on my belly to her. I can’t look at her with getting a strong urge to worship
her. Somehow it just felt right that I should only crawl on my belly in her presence.
Well she was lying on the couch watching TV. Once I reached her I prostrated on the floor in front of her.
Her slippers were lying next to me. They should be higher than me. I picked them up worshipfully and
place them on top of my head. She noticed that.
“What’s the matter sweetie?”
“Nothing Goddess. Can I please beg you for the reward?”
“Ok what do you want?”
I hesitated before I spoke. I knew very well what I wanted. “Goddess, can I beg you to allow me to
worship you.”
Taken somewhat by the strangeness of my request, she sat up from the reclining position, looked at me
strange and laughed. “Sweetie the way you treat me, I thought you already worshipped me?”
“Yes Goddess I do but Goddess can I beg you to allow me to worship you properly in a more formal
way.”
“What do you mean?” She said pleasantly looking a bit surprised. “by formal way?”
“Remember Goddess around 6 months back when we went to that Indian Hindu temple? Goddess do
you remember how they worship their Gods and Goddesses in their temples. They prostrate before
them on the ground. Light incense and candles at their feet and then pray to them. Goddess ever since I
saw them worship, I have been dreaming of worshipping you like that. I even bought incense sticks.
Goddess can I please worship you like that?” I pleaded.
She looked very flattered and blushed red. “Sweetie, you call me Goddess and treat me like
one.…hmmmm that is nice you know …..but worshipping me and praying to me like we saw in the
temple?..... I think that might going too far. I am not any kind of God or Deity or anything. You pray to
God and God only and no one else.”
“Please Goddess. I have been dreaming of worshipping you like that since we went to the temple.”
“No. don’t think that is a good idea.” Her tone was starting to get decisive.
So I pleaded rather urgently “Please Goddess, please let me. I have been worshipping you and praying to
you like we saw in the temple in front of your picture for last 5-6 months. Please let me do that directly
in your presence.”
She looked a bit surprised “How have you been worshipping me?”
“Goddess ever since we went to the temple, I have had an irresistible urge to worship you like that. So
every morning when I get up and every night before I go to bed, I worship you like you saw people do in
the temple. Sometime, I get your shoes or sandals or flip flops and imagine you to be wearing them and
then worship you.”
She looked very flattered and at the same time very uncertain about what I was upto. I pleaded further.
“Goddess please let me worship you like in the temple at least once. If you don’t like then don’t allow it
but at least let me worship you like that at least once…. please Goddess….just once.”
“Well, I will like to see what you have been doing. But mind it I don’t want to be worshipped like ‘The
God’”
“Thank you Goddess. I don’t worship you like ‘The God’. You will see it is still worship but different.”
My mind was working in full gear as to how to get her to agree to let me worship her. When I look at her
I just see a beautiful Goddess and it is natural to want to worship a Goddess. I had been worship her
with incense sticks and candles and all for so long but never got the courage to ask her to let me worship
her in her presence. Now was rare opportunity and I didn’t want to blow it. I knew I had to worship her
different from God.
“Goddess just to demonstrate that I worship ‘The God’ and you differently, What I will do is first show
you I worship God. I will do something like “Oh God. You are infinitely powerful, you are the creator of
universe and nothing is possible without your will….and so on.”
“Ok. That is fine.” She was trying to anticipate what I would do next. She tossed her hair back off her
beautiful face so she could have a good look at whatever I was going to do.
“Goddess when I worship you, I pray differently. Goddess, say this pen is an incense stick” I quickly
grabbed the pen lying on the table. “First I will prostrate before you like this” I prostrated at her feet
then I moved the incense around her feet worshipping her feet like I had seen then do in the Hindu
temple. “And now Goddess I will pray to you like this.
Oh Goddess. You are a beautiful Goddess and I am a mere mortal. It is most natural that someone like
me should want to worship you. Goddess, please accept my prayers.
Goddess I am so grateful to you for letting me serve you. Goddess if you didn’t let me serve you I
wouldn’t know what to do. I would be so bored and miserable. When I serve you I feel happy. There is
no bigger happiness than to serve you. I always have to remember how lucky I am to be serving you.
Goddess then in my prayer I say thanks to you.
Goddess I thank you for letting me wash your clothes with my hands. I am so grateful to you for letting
me wash your clothes.
Goddess I thank you for letting me iron your clothes. I am so grateful to you for letting me iron you
clothes.
Goddess I thank you for letting me cook for you and clean your dishes. I am so grateful to you letting me
cook for you and clean your dishes.
Goddess I thank you for letting me clean your room. I am so grateful to you for letting me clean your
room.
Goddess I thank you for letting me clean your bathroom and toilet. I am so grateful to you for letting me
clean you bathroom and toilet.
So this way Goddess one by one I thank you for every little way that you let me serve you and express
my gratitude.
Then Goddess I focus on how superior you are, how beautiful you are and how kind and generous you
are. And how privileged I am to be in your presence and to be serving you. So I worship like this. You are
a beautiful Goddess and I am so lucky go be licking dirt from the superior soles of the beautiful, sexy
shoes that adorn you holy feet. You are so kind and generous to let me lick the dirt from the soles of you
shoes. I have to completely obey every single one of your commands. I have to make sure that you
Goddess are not inconvenienced at all. I have to serve you on hand and feet and be at your beck and call
all the time. Every minor comfort to you is million times more important than a major discomfort for
me. I mean if something make take me hours and days to do but is only a minor comfort for you, I still
have to do it. Goddess I have to consistently think of ways how I could serve you better.
Goddess, then I pray to you let me continue to serve you. Goddess I pray to continue letting me wash
your clothes, letting me iron your clothes, letting me cook and clean dishes for you, letting me clean
your room, your bathroom and your toilet, letting me clean your holy beautiful shoes with my tongue
etc. Goddess I should not take the privileges granted by you for granted. Then Goddess, I pray to you to
that I find new ways to serve you and always better than before.”
I paused and raised my eyes to her divine face and our eyes met. Her eyes were shining with dominance.
She let out a mischievous grin.
“You know what? I like your prayers. You can worship me like this as much as you want.”
“Can I?” Very excited, I started kissing her beautiful, soft feet thankfully. “Thank you Goddess. Goddess I
am very grateful to you for permitting me to worship you.” I continued showering her feet with kisses.
“Goddess, you are most kind and generous.”
“Yes I certainly am!” She said jokingly and then laughed.
I continued kissing her feet worshipfully. “Goddess, I feel very good when I worship you. I get so inspired
to serve you to my best. Goddess sometime you tell me that I serve your really well, if I wasn’t
worshipping you, I wouldn’t be serving you half as good. Worshipping you really helps me focus on
serving you properly. Now that I will worship you directly in you presence, I will get even better.”
“Well sweetie, if that is the case, I think you should worship me a lot. The more the merrier.” She
laughed and joked “I am sure they teach you at school that praying is good for you?”
“Yes Goddess” I was very excited and kept kissing her feet thankfully. “Goddess I will worship you every
morning when I get and every night before I go to bed.”
She grinned with a teasing look “Is that all? Will that be enough? I want to be served real nicely?” She
said cheekily.
I looked up at her beautiful face. Her eyes were shining mischievously with dominance. Unable to meet
her dominant gaze, I lowered my eyes. “Goddess I will worship you a lot. Whenever I am not doing
anything, I will come and worship you.”
“You will?”
“Yes Goddess. I will worship you a lot!”
“You are a very sweet boy.” She patted me cheeks affectionately with her feet. I could clearly see she
was quite pleased and flattered that I wanted to worship her like a Goddess. And I, who had been
dreamt of worshipping her for so long, was on cloud nine. I kept kissing her feet like crazy and say things
like “Goddess you are most kind!” “Goddess I am so lucky!” “Goddess I feel so happy!”
When I calmed down a bit, I pleaded to her. “Goddess may I go and prepare to worship you?”
“Prepare?”
“Yes Goddess! That is the first time I will be worshipping you. So if you will permit me I will go have a
shower, put on some nice clothes, get incense and food offering for you Goddess?”
“That special? Well if you want to.”
“Thank you Goddess.” I kissed her feet and then touched my forehead on the ground as a mark of
respect and then crawled on my belly to the bathroom.
In the shower, I started thinking of what I will pray to her. I was very excited as worshiping her and
praying to her was not only something that I really wanted but also it was like a foot in the door. I mean
a lot could and should grow out of it. When you pray, you can pray for anything. You can pray to God to
be a billionaire. There is no limit to what you could pray to God for. When I pray to her I could pray for
anything. Things I felt a bit hesitant to say to her, I could easily say to her as a prayer. For example, I
could pray to her that ‘Goddess, I pray to you that you buy for a dog collar for your doggie and keep me
on leash.” Or I could pray “Goddess I pray to you to you make me your chair and sit on me.” Or
anything! I could pray for anything. Goddess doesn’t have accept and fulfill my prayer but at least I have
a platform to convey to her my wishes. I felt very excited.
After a quick shower, I put on clothes that I normally wear when I would go to church. Then I got some
chocolate cake as an offering or what Hindus call “prasad”. Well let me elaborate. Ever since I visited the
hindu temple and saw devotees prostrate themselves before the deity, I knew I want to do that to her.
So I read up on how Hindus pray. Source Wikipedia “a devotee makes an offering of fruits, or sweets to
the Goddess and the Goddess tastes/enjoys/blesses a bit of the offering and the leftover that becomes
“Prasad”, is special because it is understood as being invested with divine grace or blessing.” So I took
chocolate cake in a plate as an offering to the Goddess. Got the incense stick and a lighter and I was
ready to worship the Goddess.
As I entered the lounge room, my jaw dropped as I looked at her. She had changed into that beautiful
silvery evening dress. The kind of dress which doesn’t have straps on shoulder and is just held up by her
breasts. The dress gave a hint of her cleavage and reached about half a foot above her knees showing
off her shapely sexy legs and her wondrous curves. With that she was wearing matching silvery evening
sandals with a 3 inch heel. Her shoulder length hair were loose. I stood there mesmerized looking at her.
“Well sweetie, since you were going to worship me properly, I thought I will dress up a bit for the part.”
She grinned cheekily. “Do I look like a Goddess?”
I didn't say anything. The expression on my face said it all. I prostrated before her touching my forehead
to the ground. “Yes Goddess. You always look like a Goddess. I am so lucky to be worshipping you.” Then
I crawled on my belly to her.
I looked up at her beautiful divine face. She looked thrilled that I was going to worship her. I placed the
cake at her feet and lit the incense. And then I started praying.
“You are a beautiful Goddess. I am a mere mortal. I am so glad Goddess that today things reached their
logical conclusion. I mean whenever I look at you, I see a beautiful divine Goddess. And when one sees a
beautiful Goddess, it is natural to get an urge is to worship her. So Goddess whenever I would look at
you, I would get such a strong urge to worship you. And for so many months this urge was getting
suppressed. Goddess words cant express the happiness that I feel in my heart as from now on I won’t
have to suppress this urge to worship you. Goddess I am so grateful to you for letting me worship you.
Goddess you are most kind and generous to let a mere mortal like me to worship you and to serve you.”
And then I worshipped her like before frequently kissing her feet. She listened to my prayers with
interest, enjoying them. She was quite turned on to be worshipped like a Goddess.
Well after a bit more worship, I came to out a bit with my hidden fears.
“Goddess, you are a Goddess and when I am not serving you, I feel so low and bored. Serving you on
hand and feet brings color to my like. Goddess sometime I fear that you may become unhappy with the
way I serve you and you may remove me from your services. Further Goddess you are so rich, that you
could easily get 5-10 servants. Goddess in that case I will be totally lost and I won’t have anything to do.
It will be so depressing not to be able to serving you. Goddess I don’t want that to ever happen.”
“Sweetie, your Goddess is very pleased with the way you serve her and she got no plans to remove you
from her service.” She said with a cheeky grin referring to herself as a Goddess. I felt very aroused. I like
it when she has had a bit of wine.
“But Goddess, being a mere mortal, I feel fearful that I might become lazy or something and might fail to
serve you properly for some other reason. To make sure that such a situation never happens, Goddess I
pray to you that whenever you find that I am not serving you properly, at the very onset, you give me
beatings and punishments, so whenever I get a beating, I will straightaway know that I am not serving
you properly and I will correct myself. That will stop my service from deteriorating any further.”
She giggled “You are praying to me to start giving you beatings?”
I went red in my face but I wanted it bad so I continued “Yes Goddess, it will be for my own good.
Whenever I don’t serve you properly, I get a beating. So that way Goddess I will always serve you
properly.”
“But sweetie I have never believed in punishments. You serve me so well, do everything and with such
willingness without any fear of punishments. I don’t want you to be serving me nicely just because you
are afraid that you might get a beating otherwise.”
“Goddess you are most kind. These beatings would only be a reminder to me that I am not doing my job
properly. Goddess I want to serve you to my best and you beating me would help me.”
I tried to convince her a bit more. “Goddess, you are my mom. But Goddess now as I am growing the
relationship has changed or it should change. Now you are a beautiful divine Goddess. Don’t see me as
your son, but see me as a mere mortal who is very lucky and privileged that you let him lick the dirt from
the soles of your beautiful shoes. Goddess I pray to you to see me as nothing but someone who just
exists to serve you and to please you and to be at your beck and call, someone who will cater to your
every single whim and obey every single command. I am something for you to use and abuse as you
deem fit. Goddess as I am growing up, please train me and mould me so that I become more and more
attuned to serving you in the way that suits you. Please train me Goddess. Goddess as when they train
cadets in the army, they always give punishments like push ups, runs, only so that the trainees become
fitter and stronger. Same way Goddess, please start giving me punishments and beatings so that I get
better at serving you. I pray to you Goddess from the bottom of my heart.”
She started laughing at this. “Well sweetie, you must want it real bad to come with all this. Since you are
praying so sincerely, how can I say no?” With her eyes shining with dominance, she brought the toe of
her 3 inch sandal under my chin, and gently lifted and positioned my face a bit back. I tried to kiss the
toe of her sandal but she told me not to and keep my face in position. I was trying to anticipate what she
was going to do next. Her shapely leg moved away from my face with the sole of her sandal parallel to
my cheek. Then her leg moved slowly and gently the sole of her sandal came and touched my cheek. So
she was going to slap me with sole for her sandal and that was just a practice slap in slow motion.
Satisfied that my face was in the right position to receive the slap, she grinned. “You ready?”
I glanced sideways at the sole of that beautiful silver ladies sandal with a 3 inch heel. The sole was pretty
much new not having been worn more than 8 to 10 times. I felt privileged that I was going to get
slapped by such a beautiful, sexy ladies shoe. I straightened my face. “Yes Goddess.”
Her sexy leg moved and her sandal sole came and slapped me real hard on the face. And I saw stars
straightaway. It was not just her toe which slapped my face, but it was more like her whole foot. Even
the sandal heel hit me hard on the chin. It almost knocked me out. The slaps delivered by hand can have
power but nothing compared to one delivered by foot as leg is a much stronger muscle. I tried to collect
myself and despite feeling dizzy I kept my face straight.
“Thank you Goddess.”
Then I saw her move her left leg to position for another slap. I felt weak. She grinned “Ready?” I didn’t
think she had any clue how hard her last slap hit me. “Yes Goddess.”
The left sole of her beautiful sandal came and slapped my face. It was pretty hard though not as hard as
the first one as this was from her left leg. She certainly didn’t have much idea how hard her sole were
hitting me. I sort of felt another few like these and I will pass out.
“Thank you Goddess.”
“You know what those ones were for?”
“No Goddess.” I was trying to recover.
“That was for carrying that juice on your back. That was pretty stupid. I don’t want you to do that
again.”
Having recovered somewhat, I started kissing the soles of her sandals thankfully. “Thank you Goddess
for letting me know. I won’t repeat that.”
“Goddess if you keep letting me know and punishing me whenever I do something not right, then I will
get only better at serving you.”
“I never believed in punishments and all, but I think you have valid point.”
And then she looked with a mock expression of pity and she laughed. “Well sweetie you can keep
praying for getting beatings and punishments and hope I will change my mind.” She looked down into
my eyes. Her eyes were shining with dominance. “You know like they say never underestimate the
power of prayer!”
Looking into her beautiful eyes, I felt she very much knew how badly I wanted to be given a beating by
her. She knew how thirsty I was to be slapped by her. By her hand! By her feet! By her shoes! She
seemed to know everything. We both knew that she had the power and it excited her. The only option I
had was to pray to her. I lowered my eyes in submission and prayed.
“Goddess I pray to you to help me by giving me a lot of beating and punishment.” I gave each of the
soles of her 3 inch heel sandals a worshipful kiss and continued worshipping. Her shapely, sexy legs, her
beautiful soft feet in those so so feminine sexy silver ladies 3 inch sandals had me totally intoxicated. I
was totally defenseless against their power. I was fully aware that how lucky and privileged I was that I
could poke my tongue out and lick at the soles of such sexy shoes adorning the Goddess’s beautiful feet.
So I completed my worship by thanking her for letting my tongue lick the soles of her beautiful shoes
and praying to her that she would always let me lick the soles of her shoes. Finishing my worship I
bowed my head down touching my forehead to the ground as I had seen them to in temple.
Then I looked up at worshipfully. “Goddess after they finish the worship, the Goddess tastes a bit of the
offering, this chocolate cake and then devotee eat the leftover that becomes ‘Prasad’”.
“Sweetie you want me to take a bite from this cake which has been lying next to me sandals?”
“Sorry Goddess. What I meant was that the way Hindus do it is that after the worship, when you taste a
bit of it or bless it, it becomes special for the worshipper because it is understood as being invested with
the Goddess’s grace or blessing. So Goddess you don’t have to taste it but you can bless it to make it
holy offering or prasad for me.”
“How do I bless this cake?”
“Goddess they always put it at Goddess’s feet. So if you touch it with your beautiful sandal or step on it
then that….”
She laughed “If I did that, that would make cake this holy for you?”
“Yes Goddess. You are a Goddess and if you step on the cake it would become holy for me. They say
Goddess will do it only if she is happy with prayer. So Goddess if you are happy with my prayer then
please bless this cake.”
She was enjoying being the Goddess and reveling in it. She smilingly brought both feet right on top of
cake and crushed it under the soles of her sandals. Some of the cream of the cake squeezed out from
under the sole of her sandals onto the edges of the sandals.
“Well I am very pleased with your worship so I think I will make your prasada even more holy for you.”
She grinned as she grinded the cake down even more.
Her beautiful, soft feet in the sexy 3 inch heeled sandals crushing the cake looked really hot. I was not
sure if she would mash it down on the plate but she didn’t. She just lifted her feet up a couple of inches
above the cake. Some of the cream from the cake was struck on the soles and the edges of the sole and
the 3 inch heel was covered with cake.
“What do you reckon? It has become holy enough for you or what you call Prasad?” She giggled.
“Yes Goddess. The second it touched your holy shoe soles it became ‘Prasad’ for me. Thank you
Goddess!”
“Goddess may I please lick clean the soles of your sandals.”
“Of course, that is what you are for.”
“Thank you Goddess.” I quickly slid under the soles of her sandals and my eager, hungry tongue quickly
got busy licking cake from the soles of her sandals. The sandal quite new had the smell of new leather.
That mixed with the sweet smell of her feet and the cake, it was intoxicating. As she sat above me on
the couch with a pleasant expression on her face, I was in heaven licking cake from the soles of her
sandals. I felt very happy and satisfied.
“Goddess licking cake from you sandals is like mixing business with pleasure.”
“What?”
“Goddess eating cake is like business and licking you sandal soles is pleasure. And therefore licking cake
from you sandal soles is like mixing business with pleasure.”
She smiled sneeringly “You can always be trusted to come up with something stupid like that.”
I smirked and continued licking her sandal soles. After cleaning the sandal soles, gently supporting her
foot I sucked on the heel. I was in heaven. I wanted to express it.
“Goddess it feels so so good to be licking the cake from your soles of your sandal. Goddess you are so
beautiful. Your feet are so beautiful. And Goddess this evening sandal are so sexy. It is such a privilege to
be licking the cake from the soles of such sexy sandals. I am so grateful Goddess.”
“Goddess you know what I am feeling?”
“What?”
“Goddess I am feeling a very very strong urge to worship you again. Goddess I feel like worshipping you
all the time.”
“You are a very sweet boy. First lick my sandals clean” She gently lifted her sandals to have a look. “Are
they clean yet?”
“Just a second more Goddess.” Taking a final couple of quick licks at the soles, I thanked her “Thank you
Goddess..” Fully aware that after I lick her shoe sole clean with my tongue, she likes to wipe them dry on
my cheeks, I positioned my head on the floor, my face facing the soles. Her sexy shoes came and wiped
their superior soles on my cheeks. “Thank you Goddess.”
“You are welcome.” I laid still. With the soles of her sandals resting on my face, inhaling the leathery
smell of her sandals mixed with her feet aroma, I felt at peace with the world. I had worshipped her. I
had eaten her Prasad. She was the Goddess and I was the worshipper and existed to serve her. I could
stay like this for hours.
My reverie was broken as she removed her feet from my face and placing them on either side of my
head, she looked down at me with her beautiful shining eyes.
“Is the worship thing complete or is there more?”
Is there more? She was anticipating something more. Well in the Hindu temple that is all I had seen.
They worship the deity and then eat Prasad. My mind was working was working full stream on what else
I could do.
“Goddess that is normal worship process they follow every day. First worship the Goddess and then eat
her Prasad (divine offering). Goddess on some special occasions they do other things.” I was trying to
think up of something quick.
“Like what?” She smiled down at me with anticipation.
“Goddess, on some occasion they wash the Goddess’s feet.” In truth I had never seen or read on the
web anything about washing Goddess’s feet. But since she appeared willing, I had use the opportunity
and come up with something. With her feet placed on the either side of my head, washing her soft,
beautiful feet is all I could think off.
“Goddess today is first day that I worshipped you in your presence. So that is a very special occasion.
Goddess may I please wash your holy feet to mark this special occasion.”
“Yea my feet could do with a bit of wash” The wine was having its effect and had made her more
agreeable. Normally a request I like that for something that I had never done before, I have always had
to beg and plead for ages before she agrees. Naturally I like it when she has a drink.
“Thank you Goddess. You are most kind to let me wash your feet.” I looked at beautiful happy face. She
looked like she was having fun. Gently kissing her sandals respectfully I crawled on my belly to the
kitchen. I got the glass pan big enough for her both her feet. I mixed some hot and cold water to get it a
gently warm for her feet. Water? This is the first time I was ever going to wash her feet. With water???
That is not right. Ttoday is a special occasion. I threw the water out. I opened the refrigeration and took
out milk and filled it with milk. It Goddess’s feet are to be washed, I should at least use milk. I put the
glass pan into the microwave to make the milk warm for her feet.
Next the question was how do I take the pan full of milk to her. I can’t take it crawling on my belly. Last
time I took her orange juice to her like a dog with tray on my back, she had thought that was stupid. So
the only option was left was walk on my feet like a human being caring the milk pan. She is a Goddess, I
shouldn’t be walking like a human being on my feet. After a bit of thinking I decided that the only option
I have is to walk on my knees with my head bent real low and carrying the pan.
As soon as I entered the door of the lounge room and saw her from the door, I bent down and placing
the pan on the floor, I touched my forehead to the floor and kissed the ground.
“What is that?”
Not sure what she was asking about, about what was I doing touching my forehead on the ground or
what was in the pan. I thought she was asking what I was doing so I elaborated “Goddess you are a
divine Goddess. Whenever a mere mortal like me comes in the your superior presence, I have to
straightaway touch my forehead to the ground and kiss the ground and worship you for 5-10 seconds
before doing anything else.”
Her face blushed red, probably due to both embarrassment and the flattery of my worship.
“Sweetie that is a bit too much. You don’t have to do that every time you come in my presence. Maybe
once in the morning or when you come back from outside or something! That would be enough!”
“Goddess, in the temple, I saw that that every time they entered, they would touch their forehead to
the ground and say a little prayer. Even if they went to another room and reentered, they would still do
it.” I pleaded “Goddess, it doesn’t matter what they do but whenever I enter the room and look at you, I
see a beautiful Goddess and my heart wants to worship you. Goddess, I….”
“Alright alright.” She said cutting me out, her face still a bit red.
“What is that white stuff you added to the water there?” She said pointing to the pan.
“Goddess, that is milk.” I said picking up the pan and starting walking to the Goddess on my knees.
“Milk? You want to wash my feet with milk?” she started laughing.
“Goddess if you will permit me to. Human beings wash their feet with water. But you are a Goddess. You
should wash your feet with milk only.” I said placing the milk pan on the floor next to her feet and
prostrated on the floor with my face about a foot away from the pan.
She smiled down at me. She raised her foot few inches above the ground. That was an indication for me
to take off her sandal. I quickly slid forward sliding my head under her sandal. She placed her sandaled
foot on top of my head and slipped her beautiful soft foot from the sandal. Her foot had the aroma of
her feet sweat mixed with the leather of her sandals. I took the sandal off my head, after kissing it I
placed it on the side respectfully. Same way I placed the other sandal on the side.
Smilingly she brought her right foot down on top of milk and tentatively dipped the thumb of her right
toe into the milk to check how warm it was. As she felt the warmth of the milk, she giggled.
“You know that is a lot of milk going to waste.” She chided.
“Goddess washing you holy feet is the best use milk can be put to.”
She giggled. “You are crazy.”
Well I don’t like to waste food and I had no certainly no intention of milk that has washed her beautiful,
sexy feet, going to waste. But I thought it was better to stay quiet about it at this point.
I looked at her divine face. With a beautiful smile on her face, she looked thrilled and excited. Gently
one by one she submerged both her feet into the milk
“This feels funny.” And she started laughing. I had no idea she would like it this much.
Slowly her left foot emerged out of it milk. Her beautiful foot coming of milk, with milk flowing for the
top of her foot to sideways, totally left me spellbound. Forgetting everything else in the world I looked
at the foot mesmerized. She has got beautiful, soft and sexy feet. But when they came out of milk, with
milk flowing around them, they seemed to have acquired personalities. It was as if they were alive,
normal living being in their own right. Looking at her feet going in and out of milk, I felt that her feet
were smiling at me. I shook my head trying to break the spell her feet seemed to have cast on me. But as
I gazed at her feet, I felt just above the toes of her feet, her feet seemed to have a face and they were
smiling at me. Her feet going in and out of milk looked to me like beautiful, mischievous, cute little
beings who were happy and having fun. I had always thought her feet as beautiful and worthy of
worship, but I had never had her feet this effect on me before. I had an urge to give names to each of
her foot and talk to her feet. I knew I was losing it but I didn’t seem to have much control over how I was
feeling. It was as if I was intoxicated. I felt so strongly aroused and gasped for breath as I watched her
soft beautiful sexy feet play around in the milk.
And then she did sometime that sent me over the edge. After having played her feet in the milk, she
started to slowly rub her feet against each other to wash them. The beautiful, soft sole of the one foot,
rubbing against the top of her other beautiful foot, with milk flowing around – that was the most erotic
sight that I have even seen. They looked so beautiful, hot and sexy. The feet rubbing against each other!
Totally unable to control, I ejaculated. I had the most earth shattering orgasm. The feel that you get a
moment before you ejaculate, that feeling lasted for long time as I spurted cum after cum in my shorts.
Her beautiful, soft feet wet with milking flowing between them and rubbing against each other so sexily,
had taken me to the new heights. It was as if I had gone to heaven. Well after I finished coming, I was
drained, incapable of doing anything.
Slowing gaining my senses back, I was nervous if she knew what just happened to me. I looked at her
beautiful face and she was happily looking down at her feet as she washed them with milk. She noticed
me looking at her and smiled down on me.
“Sweetie, why don’t you wash between the toes and other places where it is harder get?”
“Sorry Goddess.” She had no clue about me coming and so trying to gather myself, I crawled up to her
feet on my belly. I was quite spent, as I brought my tongue out and started licking between her toes.
“Are you ok?” She asked in her sweet voice.
“Yes Goddess.” I tried to concentrate on the task at hand. The milk smelled of her feet’s sweet sweat
fragrance mixed with the leather smell of her shoes. Licking between her toes and around, I was starting
to get aroused again. She was looking down at me cleaning her feet.
“Clean up under the nails and under the sides.”
“Yes Goddess.”
So I tried to poke my tongue under her nail to get the dirt out. After I licked under the nail, she would
dip it in the milk and shake her toe to wash away any dirt that my tongue loosened. She did that with
her first two toes, but on the third toe after I licked under her nail, I didn’t let her put her foot in the milk
to wash. Instead I took the toe in the mouth and sucked on it and swallowed any dirt that might have
been there. There wasn’t much, just some foot sweat drying off under the nails, but I ate it like a
starving dog.
She saw that somewhat amazed as continued swallowing any dirt I found under or on the edges of her
nails. “I don’t know how you can swallow the dirt of my feet?
“Goddess you are a Goddess. For you it might be dirt but for a mere mortal like me it is not dirt
anymore.”
She laughed “No? So what is it for you?”
I tried to think of something witty but nothing crossed my head “Goddess, it is not dirt for me. I don’t
know what it is Goddess.” I was busy licking under and on edges of the nail and swallowing any dirt I
found
“Goddess it is like some fine chocolate. Only better.”
She laughed.
After cleaning, I licked the milk from her foot everywhere, the soles, the toes, between and under the
toes, on, around and under the nail, top of her feet, the sides. Her beautiful foot looked real clean and
new.
After I finished licking it clean. She nudged my head to the floor and then wiped her wet foot dry on my
hair. Then she slid her feet into her silvery 3 in heel sandals and placing them on either side of milk pan,
she said.
“That was good. My feet look super clean and nourished!” She did looked pleased how her feet looked.
“Yes Goddess. Washing them with milk will nourish them and make them even more beautiful.”
“Goddess can I worship you and say a small prayer to you?”
“You can’t have enough of worshipping me. Can you?” She laughed. I looked at her pleadingly. “Alright
then but keep it short.”
“Thank you Goddess.”
I touched my forehead reverently on the ground next to her sandaled feet and started my worship.
“Goddess, you are beautiful Goddess. I am so thankful to you Goddess to let me wash your beautiful
feet. Goddess you are so generous and kind. I keep asking you for favors and you keep grant me those
favors. Then there is nothing I do for you in return. Goddess I feel so selfish. Me begging and you
granting favors! Yet you are so kind to let me serve you. Goddess can I ask you another favor?”
Her eyes were shining with dominance.
“Goddess I prayed to you to grant me favor of washing your feet. And you granted me. Next thing
Goddess, I am back wanting another favor from you. Goddess will you please grant me the favor of
letting me drink the milk that has washed you holy beautiful feet?”
She started laughing.
“You want to drink this milk? It has got my foot sweat and dirt……” And then she paused as she
remembered that I had said that was chocolate for me, only better.
“Well….” She was thinking. Our eyes met. Her eyes were sparkling dominantly like precious stones and
mine were pleading her to let me drink the milk that she had just washed her feet with. She knew that I
wanted to drink the milk very much. Then in a manner as if granting me a favor, she nudged the pan
with her sandaled foot towards me.
“There you go.”
“Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess” I touched my forehead on to the ground thankfully.
“It is not good to waste milk anyway.” She giggled.
“Yes Goddess, especially the milk that has washed your holy feet.” Saying that I got from the prostrate
position, to be up on all four like a dog, Then acting like a dog, first I smelled the milk.
“Does it smell alright for my little doggie?” She asked in her sweet voice.
“Yes Goddess. The best!” Then I took my tongue out and started lapping up the milk like a dog. I tried to
lap it just like dogs, slurping noisily.
“My doggie is so clumsy!” She laughed. “You are going to be a big strong doggie. Aren’t you?” She
started talking to me in her sweet melodious voice as she talks to dogs and puppies when we go out.
Then she started patting the top of my head with her sandal soles. “Very good doggie! Tell me who you
are?”
“Goddess. I am your doggie!” I replied as I lapped up milk clumsily and noisily just like a dog. Every now
and then I would pause to wash my face with my tongue like dogs do.
“Goddess can I say something.”
“What is it sweetie?”
“Goddess this is the tastiest milk I ever tasted.”
She started laughing. But playing along she said “Why is that sweetie?”
“Goddess because it has got your sweaty taste of your feet mixed with the leather taste of your shoes.
And not only it taste so good but also smell so good.”
I continued lapping up the milk. Not feeling satisfied by the obsequiousness, I continued
“Goddess you know what?”
“What sweetie?” She asked affectionately.
“Goddess, if we market this milk, we could easily beat all these strawberry and chocolate flavored
milks.”
She laughed at the ridiculousness of my talk but then asked innocently. “You reckon?”
“Yes Goddess. We will put a picture of you on the bottle of milk saying this is the Goddess who washed
her feet in this milk. And we will also put a picture of your holy feet in milk. Then there will thousands of
people like me who would prefer to drink this milk over chocolate or other milks.”
“That is a great business plan!” She laughed at me with ridicule. “I am not sure about thousands of
people but little doggies like you might buy it.”
I continued lapping and she watched me. After a while my belly was full and there was still half of it left.
“Goddess can I have the rest for breakfast tomorrow.”
“Yes sweetie.” Then she put the toe of her sandal under my chin making me look at her beautiful eyes.
“Is your worship complete or is there more?” I tried to think up something quickly but she could see I
was trying to come up with something. She gave me a gentle slap on my check with her sandal soles.
“Yes it is complete.”
“Goddess did you like it?”
“Well I had a few misgivings in the start. But right now I feel like I am a real Goddess. It is such a nice
feeling to be worshipped. I could get used to that.” She giggled. “You worshipping me with incense,
saying prayers to me, washing my feet with milk and then drinking it!” Her beautiful eyes were smiling,
saying who would not like that.
“Goddess, I will worship you a lot every day. You are a beautiful Goddess and it is most logical that I
should worship you.” Somewhat excited I carried on. “Goddess I am really sorry for not treating you like
a Goddess all this time. But from now on I will treat you like a Goddess in every way.”
“You are a sweet boy.” She rubbed the soles of her sandal on my head affectionately.
I continued. “Goddess whenever I have to drink any milk, first I will bring it to you wash your feet and
only then I will drink it.”
She laughed slightly. “We will see.”
“Well it is time, I think I will go to bed.” She said getting up.
“Goddess. Can I say my good night prayers to you?” I was pleading from my heart.
She looked down at me and smiled affectionately. “Sweetie, you have done enough praying for the day.”
Then she lifted her sandaled foot an inch towards me to kiss her goodnight. I quickly leapt and kissed
her sandals “Goodnight Goddess.”
“Goodnight sweetie!” I watched the sexy sway of her hips as she walked on her 3 inch sandals into her
bedroom and shut the door behind her.
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...to be continued.
From Childhood on - Part 10 by fslaveus
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I reached home. Her car was out of the garage which meant Goddess had gone out. Entering the house
somehow I wanted to be her doggie even though she was not there. So I got down on all fours and
crawled into the lounge room. There was a note on the table - “I am going for a game of tennis. Will be
back by 12.30. Get some lunch ready and we go out at 2. Love!”
I looked at the watch. It was around 11am. So I had an hour and a half. I crawled into her bedroom. Her
designer sandals that she wears around the house for casual wear were lying next to her bed. They are
the ones that had touched her feet last. So I bowed to them reverentially. I crawled to them and smelled
them like a good doggie. As always they smelled heavenly – the beautiful aroma of her feet sweat mixed
with the leathery smell. I knew that it was my duty, no I should say it is my privilege to lick them clean
before the Goddess wears them again. Well I will do that later. After giving them a worshipful kiss each, I
crawled into her bathroom and went straight for her used panties. It was lying on the side of the
bathtub. I smelled them in the crotch area rubbing my nose against them. They were dry. Unable to
contain myself, I picked them with my teeth and started sucking on them. I started sucking on the crotch
area and then slowly they were completely inside my mouth. I sucked on them hard relishing the salty
taste. After they were totally wet with my own saliva and I couldn’t taste anything other than my saliva,
I took them out of my mouth then washed them with the soap. Then I washed her other clothes. There
were not many and I was done in 10 minutes.
Crawling back on all fours into her bedroom, I went for her sandals. I didn’t pick them up with my hands.
I am her dog. So using my nose and tongue, I turned them around till the sole was on top and then I
licked the soles like they were the candy. These soles belonged to the sandals that the Goddesses feet
had touched last. After licking the soles clean, I licked the sides of the soles. Satisfied that they were as
clean as they could be, I picked them with my teeth and placed them properly next to her bed. Then
after cleaning her room which didn’t take much time as I keep cleaning it few times a day on a regular
basis, I went to the kitchen and got busy cooking some lunch for her.
I was not finished in the kitchen when I saw her car pull in. I quickly crawled to the door and waited for
her on all four. I heard her footsteps as she walked towards the door. I could make out from her
footsteps that she was alone. As soon as she entered I pounced on her feet like a dog kissing her shoes
like crazy. She was wearing a rather tight white t-shirt that curved nicely over her generous breasts.
With the top two buttons unbuttoned, I could see a hint of her cleavage. With her t-shirt she had a short
white tennis skirt which showed off her beautiful, sexy legs. On her feet she was wearing small white
socks with white tennis shoes. Her hair tied in a pony tail and her beautiful face glowing pink after the
game of tennis, she looked a beautiful happy Goddess.
“How was your day sweetie?” She asked as she smiled down at me watching me kiss her shoes.
“It was good Goddess. No more school for two and a half months. I was so much looking forward to this
day.” I said in a jubilant voice as I kissed her shoes somewhat excited.
“Yea, that should be good fun.” She said as she undid the small ribbon that was holding her hair in a
pony tail. Her shiny shoulder length hair became loose and spilled around her beautiful face.
“Goddess, I am so happy to see you. Goddess, do you know what I am going to do all my holiday this
time?” I asked in an excited tone.
“What?”
“Goddess, from this minute for next two and a half months I will do nothing and nothing except serving
you all the time. I will be at your beck and call every single minute of my holiday – day or night.”
She laughed acceptingly.
Happy and excited I kept on kissing her shoes like crazy. Whenever she comes back from outside, I feel
very happy inside and always get carried away kissing her shoes like crazy. Today I was feeling even
better that next few months I would be next to her feet and shoes and will be serving her whole day. I
kept kissing her shoes till I noticed her looking down at me not exactly pleased.
“Well I can see my doggie is very happy and excited to see me but do I get to get into the house. Or I will
just stand here and you will keep kissing me shoes for ever.”
“Sorry Goddess.” Feeling clumsy I stopped kissing her shoes and looked up at her. She placed her hands
on the sides of her hips and looked down at me with a smile and a question on her face. I noticed she
was chewing gum. She does that at times while playing tennis to keep her mouth from going too dry.
Hands on hips, chewing gum casually she appeared hot, sexy and dominant.
She asked somewhat haughtily “Like I am having to wait here! Are you going to lick my soles clean or will
I have to wipe them on the doormat?”
“Sorry Goddess.” I quickly turned around and straightaway brought my tongue out. She brought her
shoe towards my face and I started licking her soles clean.
“When I come home, I expect you to lick clean my shoe soles straightaway so I can enter the house.”
She took her shoe up from my licking tongue and looked at me with a question.
“Yes Goddess. I am very sorry.”
“You should be.” She presented me back her shoe to my face for licking. “If you want to be my doormat,
then you better act like one.” There was certain haughtiness in her tone and I felt very turned on.
“I am very sorry Goddess.” I said between licks to her shoe soles. I diligently licked her shoe sole as she
smiled down at me. Her tennis shoes had grooves and I was poking my tongue into them trying to clean
her soles. It was taking a bit of time and soon her patience ran out.
She pulled her shoe away from my tongue. She stood there with hands on hip and shaking her head and
chewing gum.
“This is not good sweetie.”
I looked at her apologetically.
“You know this is no good. I come from outside and you kiss my shoes to welcome me – which is nice.
But then you keep doing it for four five minutes and then you are licking my right shoe sole for two
three minutes. Left shoe you haven’t even started. At this pace, it will be easy ten minutes before I
actually get to enter the house.” She paused and continued.
“If I use the doormat, I can wipe my shoes in ten seconds and enter the house. You know what I am
talking about. I don’t want to be standing on the door 10 minutes.” She thought for a second and said.
“Maybe I should start using the doormat.”
That woke me up a bit from my reverie. I mean I was licking her shoes nicely and was in my happy world
where I had all the time in the world to lick her shoes clean. I turned my head to look at the doormat. I
didn’t want to loose the privilege of cleaning her shoe sole to that doormat.
I apologized. “Sorry Goddess, whenever you come from outside and I look at you I feel so happy inside
and I always get carried away kissing your shoes.”
That softened her somewhat as she brought up her shoe to my face for licking.
“I know Sweetie and that is nice but at the same time I don’t want to be standing at the door for 10
minutes.”
I apologized from the heart “Yes Goddess. I am really sorry Goddess. But the soles have grooves and I
have to run my tongue through them a few times before they are properly clean.”
“Yea, but on the doormat all it takes is 10 seconds.”
She was insistent and she had a very valid point. On doormat she can wipe her shoes in 10 seconds and
enter the house. It was totally unreasonable that I should take 10 minutes. The doormat was my
competitor and posed a serious challenged to my position as her doormat. I started licking her shoes
quickly running my tongue on her shoe soles very quick and hard. Watching me lick her shoe soles in
terrible urgency, she just laughed. “That is a bit better sweetie.”
As I licked her shoe sole, I was fully aware of the threat posed to me by her doormat. Realistically how
long can I expect her to be patient and wait at the door for 10 minutes every time she came back from
outside. Unless I did something she would get fed up and stop using me in a few days. I didn’t want that
to happen. I mean from this lying down position just looking up her standing above me, she looks so
domineering and hot. Her curves look so much more pronounced and sexy and not to mention that as
lick her shoe soles, her shoes smell divine and every now and then I can glance up on her sexy shapely
legs and catch a glimpse of her white panties. That is just too much pleasure to pass to an inanimate
doormat. I knew I had to do come up with something.
“Goddess. May I suggest something?”
“Hmm! Hmm!” She sounds so sexy when she does that in her sweet voice.
“Goddess it is not right that I should take that much time and I am very very sorry Goddess that you
have had to wait. Goddess I am so thankful and grateful to you that whenever you come for outside you
let me lick your shoe clean. Goddess, I just love doing it so so so so so much and I always get carried
away. That is very selfish and indulgent of me. Goddess as an alternative, can I suggest that when you
come in and I start kissing your shoe to welcome you, you wipe the other shoe at the top of my head. As
I kiss you shoes one by one, you wipe them clean on top of my head. That will be first stage of cleaning.
After that I will quickly lick your shoe soles clean one by one.”
“Yes sweetie that is good idea. But you will have to lick quick and hard like you were doing just now.”
“Yes Goddess. I will lick them real quick and hard.” I knew that after I had licked her shoe soles, she likes
to wipe them dry on my cheeks. So I continued. “And Goddess, after that Goddess, you wipe you shoe
soles dry on my cheeks. Goddess the whole thing wouldn’t take more than a minute.”
She smiled. “Yep that is more reasonable. Let’s try it now.”
She took a few steps back and then walked towards me looking happy. As she reached me, she brought
her right shoe on top of my head and started wiping the sole on my back of my head and I started
kissing her left shoe everywhere, the top of the shoe, the sides.
She giggled. “Stop moving your head stupid. How can I wipe my shoe on you head if you keep moving
it.”
As I was kissing her shoe everywhere and moving my head around it was difficult for her to wipe her
shoe on top of my head. So I made my head completely still and kissed her left shoe on the same spot.
“That is better.” After wiping her shoe on top of my head four to five times she swapped her shoe. After
wiping her second shoe, she gave a gentle kick on my head. That was an indicator for me to turn around
and start licking her shoe soles. I quickly turned around to see her left shoe sole straight in my face. As
she stood smiling above me, I tried to lick her shoe sole clean real fast and run my tongue like crazy
which made her laugh.
I knew that the ten fifteen seconds that I have got to lick her shoe soles clean were not enough to lick
them clean like new. But I still wanted to do a heaps better job than had she wiped them on the
doormat. I would lick them clean like new later on. She had played tennis on the artificial grass court so
her shoe soles were not as dirty if she had played on natural grass. After 20-30 quick licks in 10-15
seconds, I kissed her shoe sole to indicate it was clean and for her to wipe it dry on my cheeks.
But she just raised it up above my face and smiled down at me. ‘You didn’t do the edges of the sole
sweetie.”
“Sorry Goddess!” I quickly ran my tongue on the edges of her shoe sole. And then she wiped her shoe
sole dry on my cheek. Then I cleaned the other shoe sole. And we were done in around a minute.
“Goddess, this way it took around a minute. Goddess is this acceptable to you or I think of…?” I said in a
pleading nervous tone.
“No sweetie this is quite alright. Actually I wouldn’t have minded if you take a minute or so more but not
ten minutes.” She said tilting her shoe and checking how good a job I had done licking her shoe soles.
“Thank you, Goddess. From now on whenever you come from outside that is how I will clean your
shoes.”
“Yes that will be good. Fast and quick!” She seemed happy with how I had cleaned her shoes so I
decided to come out with my feelings. “Goddess you are very kind and patient. But for a minute I had
got scared as I thought that you would start using that doormat in place of me.”
She smiled down at me warmly “No sweetie why would I use the doormat when I have you. You
shouldn’t feel so insecure.”
“Yes Goddess, you are right. I am sorry. But Goddess I so so much love being your doormat and licking
your shoes clean that I just felt a bit worried about losing my special position as your doormat when you
mentioned the other doormat.” I paused and pleaded “Goddess, please think of me and only me as your
doormat and don’t even consider using another doormat.”
She laughed at my desperation to be her only doormat and said in warm tone. “Well then day or night
whenever I walk in, you should be there ready to lick clean my shoes.”
“Yes Goddess. No matter when you come, morning, evening or even the middle of night at 3 pm, you
will always find you new doormat ready to lick your shoes clean.”
“That will be nice.”
“And Goddess, no matter how clean or dirty shoes are, your new doormat can only feel very grateful
and thankful to you that you use him.”
“Ok then. That is settled.” With her eyes shining with mischief, she said jokingly. “Your Goddess officially
appoints you as her doormat. Whenever she enters the house, you and only you will have the honor of
licking her shoe soles clean.” She giggled and brought the sole of her shoe to my face “You may kiss your
Goddess’s shoe to accept your position.”
I quick kissed her shoe sole a few times in quick succession and thanked her “Yes Goddess. Thank you
Goddess. You are most kind.”
“I certainly am.” She said jokingly. “But mind it. If I come home and don’t find my doormat ready to lick
clean my shoes, I won’t hesitate to sack my doormat.”
“Goddess that won’t happen. I will never miss a chance to lick clean you shoes”
She laughed slightly “I know.”
Then she stepped past me and walked to her bedroom. My first urge was to crawl on my belly behind
her, but then I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep pace with her. So I got up to be on all four like a dog and
followed her quickly with my eyes glued on her bum.
Once in her room, she just flopped on the bed with her shoed feet hanging just of the edge of the bed.
“Oh my God! I am so tired.”
I crawled on all four and started to smell her shoes like a dog. But not paying any attention to what I was
doing, she continued. “You know Sara. Most of the time we play, she wins. But today…” Then she
paused.
“Get the waste basket. I want to spit the chewing gum.”
I quietly crawled to the waste basket. Like a good dog I picked her waste basket from under the table
with my teeth and as I took a step back, I thought what was I doing. The chewing gum is in Goddess’s
mouth, why does it have to go to the waste basket. That doesn’t make any sense. I placed the waste
basket back and crawled back to her.
“Yes Goddess.”
She opened her eyes and got up to spit the chewing gum and before she could ask why I didn’t get the
waste basket, I brought my mouth half a foot under her mouth and opened it wide. Our eyes met and
she let out a slight giggle and without much hesitation she leaned forward bringing her beautiful face
closer to my open mouth. She opened her mouth and spit the chewing gum in my willing open mouth. A
big waddle of spit and chewing gum landed on my tongue. I sucked her spit from the chewing gum like a
finest delicacy and swallowed it greedily.
“Thank you Goddess.”
She giggled “You are very handy to have around.”
“Anyway at tennis, I lost the first set but I won the next two. And then Sara was….”
As she talked about her game and I listened with interest, occasionally saying “Yes Goddess.” or asking
an appropriate question. I continued to smell her shoe like a dog and since she was lying down, I could
see upskirt at her white panties. If you see a woman in panties, it is very arousing. But when you catch a
glimpse of her panties under her skirt, it just wreck havoc on imagination and is so much more arousing.
Her whole body including her sexy legs were glowing slightly pink from the running she did at the game
of tennis and she looked so hot and sexy. I was very much aware as to how lucky I was to sniffing the
shoes of such a beautiful Goddess and looking at the panties under her skirt as she talked about her
game.
After she finished talking about her game, her attention came back to her shoes and me.
“Why don’t you take off my shoes? My feet are so hot.”
“Sorry Goddess.” I quickly got around to her shoes and like a good dog, I grabbed her shoe lace between
my teeth and pulled it open. Then I tried to loosen her shoelace with my teeth. She saw me doing that
and pulled her feet away.
“I said my feet are hot and now you are going to take half an hour to take my shoes off with your
teeth!!”
“Sorry Goddess.” I quickly loosened her shoelaces with my hands and took off her shoe. After briefly
touching it to me forehead as a mark of respect I placed it on the ground. She had played tennis for over
an hour and a half and her socks smelled quite strongly of her foot sweat. I took off her sock and her soft
beautiful feet became free. My breathing space will filled with the aroma of her foot sweat. While taking
off her other shoe I brought my nose close to her foot and inhaled. It was heavenly. As soon as I had
taken the other sock off her foot, she started rubbing her feet against each other. Oh my God!! There is
something about her rubbing her feet that totally drives me crazy. When she had rubbed her feet while
washing them in milk last night, I had totally lost control and had the most earth shattering ejaculations
of my life, right in her presence. Now her soft beautiful and sweaty feet rubbing against each other, I
just looked totally mesmerized. They were having this effect on me, totally irresistible. I just knew if she
continued rubbing these so beautiful feet for a minute more, I would not be able to control myself and
come then and there. I didn’t want that to happen. Not sure how she would react if she found me
coming every now and then when I am near her feet or am serving her. Thankfully she stopped rubbing
them.
“Give me a massage”
“Yes Goddess.” I quickly brought my tongue out and making it as hard as I could I licked her foot hard to
give a massage. As my tongue touched her foot, it was as if a charge flowed from her hot, sweaty feet to
my body. Her feet were salty and delicious. I had just taken a couple of licks when her foot came and
slapped me on the face.
“You are totally hopeless today. First you make me stand at the door for 10 minutes, then you want to
take off my shoe with your teeth. And now when I ask for a massage, you start licking.”
“Sorry Goddess.” I was intended to massage her feet by making my tongue as hard as I could so that it
felt like massage to her but in her vocabulary that counted as licking. So I started massaging her feet
with my hands.
“What has gotten into you today?”
“Sorry Goddess. I think I am so excited that next two and a half months I will be doing nothing but
serving you. I think I am getting too carried away. Goddess I will try to calm down now and serve you
properly.” I said with utmost sincerity.
She smiled at me warmly and then turning her head, she closed her eyes to rest. I kept massaging her
feet. I had such an urge to kiss and lick them but I knew better. Her comfort is most important not my
lowly urges. I tried to massage her feet paying the utmost attention they so richly deserved. After a
while as I massaged her feet, I started blowing air at them gently.
“Ohhhh! That feels good.” She turned on her side placing her left foot on the right. As I continued to
blow air at her feet while massaging, I would take my nose almost a centimeter of her feet and inhale
deeply and then lifting my head a bit I would blow air at the beautiful soft feet. Her feet smelled of her
fresh feet sweat and were intoxicating. For me her feet sweat is like the best fragrance. It is the smell
that I want to live in. After a while she fell sleep taking a nap so I stopped massaging.
I got down to all four and looked at the beautiful Goddess taking a nap. She was lying on her side, the
wonderful curve of her hips from her thin waist looked so much more accentuated. With her tennis skirt
barely covering her privates, her sexy legs slightly pink from all the running she did playing tennis, she
looked super hot. No matter where I looked at her – whether I looked at the shiny healthy hair falling
loose on the pillow or I looked at her beautiful face or I looked at he full bosom or I looked at her hands
or I looked at her bums or I looked at her sexy legs or I looked at her beautiful soft feet – no matter
where I looked at her from head to toe, every single part of her body oozed beauty. What a perfect
specimen of a woman! As I stared at her wondrous curvaceous body, I was filled with worshipful
thoughts. I just wanted to worship this superior divine creature. She was a true Goddess so so much
superior. I can’t describe in words how superior I felt this divine creature was to me and how lucky was I
was just to be in her mere presence. Feeling hot and charged, I bowed down my head to her tennis
shoes. Charged with passion, I turned her tennis shoes around using my face like a dog and licked and
licked on the soles. All my pent up charge and worshipful emotion, I released on licking her shoe soles
hard and passionately. These were the lucky shoes that touched her feet just a few minutes back and
that made them an object of worship for me. I wanted them to be super clean before Goddess wore
them again.
After licking them clean for around 10 minutes, they were clean like new. I picked them using my teeth
and placed them at the shoe rack. Then I picked up her socks for washing. Before I went to the laundry I
placed the remote control that she uses to call me whenever she needs me right next to her hand. She
was just taking a quick nap and would be up soon. I didn’t want her to be bothered having to call me or
something. She is a Goddess and all she has do is press the button on the remote and the bell in her
servants pocket will ring and he will be there at her service literally on his hand and feet at the speed of
light.
In the laundry, I placed both her socks on the floor. Then I smelled them inhaling deeply. She had played
tennis in them for around 2 hours so they were very smelly. I took a few deep breaths as if I was
smelling a sweet rose. Then I picked the toe part of her sock with my teeth and sucked it swallowing her
foot sweat. There are two clothing items of the Goddess that I like to suck and wash with my saliva
before washing them with soap - her panties and her socks and I like them in that order. I mean sucking
on her dirty socks is really great. They cover her feet and get all her foot sweat and I like their heavenly
smell and love to suck her foot sweat out of them. But still they are no competition to her panties. I
mean panties touch her most intimate parts and such a feminine piece of clothing. Only girls wear
panties. Glimpse of a panty under the skirt of a beautiful woman is good enough the get the blood
rushing to loins of the most controlled of men. For someone like I me, I just feel sort of jealous of the
panties that touch her most intimate parts and get such a strong urge to smell and suck on them. Yes
socks are great too but the sweat and secretions from panties have a stronger smell and as you suck
them they have so much more flavor compared to the socks. As I sucked on her socks, I kept thinking of
her white panties she was wearing right now. After she takes them off, it would like heaven to suck on
them, especially if I get to suck on them when they are still moist from her sweat and secretions.
As I stood there on all four greedily sucking and swallowing her foot sweat from her socks, I heard the
bell ring in my pocket. Goddess is up! Putting her socks into the hamper, I quickly crawled on all four to
her room and then next to her bed. She was still lying with her eyes closed.
“Sorry Goddess, you were taking a nap so I stopped massaging.” I apologized.
She lazily lifted her eyelids and smiled at me sleepily looking so beautiful.
“That is alright. I better get up otherwise we will get late.” She said as she took an yawn and lifted her
arms up and stretched. Her full breast moved up and down with her arm. Not wanting to be caught
staring at her breast, I lowered my eyes.
“I will have a shower and then eat and then we go.” She said lazily and shut her eyes again.
“Yes Goddess.” I bowed touching my head to her slipper. “Thank you Goddess.”
She had said ‘I will have a shower and then eat’. That was clear and precise instruction for her servant to
get her shower ready first and then get her lunch ready while she was having a shower. And of course,
her servant thanked her for letting him know.
I crawled on my belly to her bathroom and then got up to get the bathroom ready for her to have a
shower. When I get her bathroom ready, every little thing I do, I do the best I can and do it worshipfully.
For example take her towel. After she has used the towel once, I always wash it with my hands. At first
she had thought it was unnecessary for me to wash her towel after every single time she used it. She
was of the opinion that she could use the towel three four times before it needed a wash. But I had
pleaded to her saying that she was a beautiful Goddess and I wanted to serve her to best of my abilities
and least I could do is have a fresh towel for her every time. She had just laughed telling that all she
cares for is when she goes for a bath, she wants a clean towel there and if it made me happy I could
wash her towel ten times.
Now someone can ask what do I get out of washing her towel after every use. The towel wouldn’t be all
that dirty after single use anyway and it is just creating an extra chore for myself. But for me it is not a
chore. For me every act that I do in her service is an act of worship towards her and it brings me so
much happiness. And that is what I want to do whole day – some act of worship for the Goddess. For
example, going out with my mates or to the movies – some people may say are fun things. But for me
those are not related to the Goddess and don’t hold much attraction.. I had rather be on hand and knees
and scrub her bathroom with a toothbrush for hours. Because I know Goddess would use the bathroom,
she would walk there and her slippers or maybe even her beautiful, sexy holy feet would touch the
floor. Me cleaning her bathroom on hand and knees with a toothbrush is an act of worship from me
towards her and I had rather do that.
After putting her towel, I got her dress out and placed it the bathroom. Now getting her dress out and
putting it in the bathroom is again not an act without emotion. When I carry her dress, I am full aware
that this dress would touch the Goddess’s beautiful sexy body. The bottom of the dress would touch her
shapely bum. It would rub on her toned sexy thighs. How lucky it is be hugging her sexy body. I have a
mixed feeling a part jealous and part respect for her dress. So many times I had wished that I was her
dress. When I wash her shorts or skirts with my bare hands, I know how lucky I am to be touching the
same clothes that have touched her hips and thighs and private parts. I treat them worshipfully. And not
to mention that the clothes that she wears have her sweet body fragrance.
Well without going into every single detail, I got her bathroom ready for doing every single act with a
mind full of worship towards her and crawled on all fours back into her room and touching my forehead
on the floor, I announced
“Goddess! The bathroom is ready.”
She didn’t respond so I waited with my forehead on the floor. A couple of minutes later Goddess lazily
sat up. As her feet came down from the bed, I quickly prostrated on the floor. Then I picked her slippers
and placed them on top of my head for her to put them on.
“Please Goddess.”
She slid her beautiful, sexy feet into them and then placed her feet on either side of my head.
“Thank you Goddess.” I thanked her for using top of my head to put on her slipper.
“It is nice to be treated like a Goddess all the time.”
“Thank you Goddess.” I said kissing her feet. “Goddess I am really sorry for not treating you like a
Goddess all the time.”
A bit more awake she asked “What do you mean? You have been treating me like a Goddess and serving
me so well!”
“Yes Goddess, I have serving you well for last couple of years but I have started treated you like a
Goddess only for the last few days. I feel so bad for not treated you like a complete Goddess that you
are for last 2 years.”
“Well sweetie never mind. Whatever is gone is gone. But you are treating me like a Goddess all the time
now.”
“Yes Goddess. To make up for lost time, next 2 and a half months, I will treat you like a complete and
total Goddess every single second of the day. Day or night every single moment I will be there at your
service worshipfully. I will be totally at your beck and call” I said somewhat excited and speaking from
my heart with all sincerity.
She just laughed. “Alright sweetie!! Just calm down. Ever since I came home you have been going on and
on about treating me like a Goddess and being at my beck and call. You can worship me as much as you
want and treat me like a complete Goddess. You can be as slavish to me as you want. Okay? Now just
stop going on and on about it.”
“Sorry Goddess.”
Saying that she got up and walked away to bathroom. I watched her walk in the short white tennis skirt
with my eyes glued at the back side. After she went in and closed the door behind, I bent down and
worshipfully kissed the ground where her slippers had just touched the ground and then crawled on all
four like a dog to the kitchen to get her lunch ready.
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Back in the kitchen, I got busy getting the lunch ready. Something about the eating habits of the
Goddess. She is very health, fitness and beauty conscious and tends to eat very healthy and in
moderation. God has given her natural beauty in abundance and she seems to have everything right to
only enhance it even more. She plays tennis and exercises regularly. She is almost always happy, easy
and relaxed. Also the fact that she is thirty two but can easily pass as a twenty five old, has a lot to do
with her eating and sleeping habits. She generally sticks to what is considered a healthy vegetarian diet.
I means she eats fish two to three times a week for protein and occasionally has some chicken. But
besides that her diet consists of lots and lot of vegetables, legumes, fruit, nuts, milk and yogurt. She
loves those small 200 gm tubs of fruit yogurt and lives on them. I have come to love them as well.
It is a long story how I have come to love these fruit yogurts. I wasn’t particularly fond of them earlier
but all that changed a few years back. The time I am talking of is before I had become aware of my
desire to become her servant, worship her or treat her like a Goddess. On one of those occasions after
finishing her small tub of mango yogurt she had thrown it into the rubbish bin. I distinctly remember
looking at that small tub of yogurt in the rubbish bin that she had eaten from and all kind of strange
thoughts going through my head. The thoughts I didn’t exactly understand at the time. I mean I was
always aware of my Goddess being very beautiful and very special and I couldn’t look at her without
admiring her and feeling very respectful towards her. But that was about it. I didn’t have any worshipful
thoughts about her till then. Well that day she had put on this floral summer dress and looked so
beautiful andsexy and I had this desire to be somehow subservient to her. Looking at that tub of yogurt
that she had eaten from and thrown into the rubbish bin, I just had this very strong urge to pick it up
from the rubbish bin and lick clean her leftover. I didn’t understand why I had this urge but all I knew
was that it was very strong, almost irresistible. I wanted to do something to degrade myself in front of
her. Unable to control as I had picked it up from the rubbish bin and licked her leftover yogurt, I
remember feeling very hot inside. My ears went red and a wave of pleasure flowed through my body
and I had got real hard as I licked her leftover yogurt from the tub. At time I had thought it strange that
eating her leftover should feel so good. But I couldn’t deny the pleasure as I licked. She had eaten from
it and i was eating her leftover! Being inferior to her! That was such a strong turn on. Even the fruit
yogurt tasted better than ice cream! That was the first time I had discovered that how great it felt and
how pleasurable it was to see her as a superior beautiful creature and think of myself as totally
subservient to her. That was the beginning.
It is a long story how, over the period of time, my urge to lick her leftover tub of yogurt developed and
blossomed into licking the soles of her shoes. I will tell that story another time. Well no points for
guessing that from that day onwards what happened to the yogurt cups that she had eaten from. As
time passed, I found myself eating more and more of leftovers – initially of course without her knowing
about it.
Well back to the present now. Lunch today was mixed vegetables, chick peas, rice, yogurt, salad and
some fruit. After placing the food on the dining table, I did what a good dog would do. I waited on all
fours right next to her chair. I didn’t have to wait for long. The Goddess came straight from the bath
wearing a light blue dress that reached just below her hips displaying her toned shapely thighs. She still
hadn’t put on the stiletto heels that she was going to wear later when we go out and was wearing these
nice light brown sandals. Her hair still wet and loose around her shoulder, she looked fresh and
beautiful. And the fragrance – the scent of a beautiful woman fresh from bath was so refreshing - she
just smelled and looked divine! As she sat down placing her sexy bum on the chair, I worshipfully
touched my forehead on the ground next to her feet and then kissed her feet worshipfully. Her beautiful
feet fresh from the bath in the sandals looked so fresh and so cute. The Goddess deserves to be
worshiped of course but that is not all. Her beautiful, soft, sexy feet deserve to be worshiped in their
own right.
“You are not eating? Where is your plate?”
“Goddess I will wait on you. Your doggie should eat only your leftover or whatever is left only after you
finish.”
She smiled. “Like I said you can be as slavish and as dog like as you want, but right now if you wait till I
finish, we will be late. Get your plate.”
“Yes Goddess.” I bowed down touching my head at her feet reverentially and crawled to the kitchen on
all four like a dog. Fetching my plate, I grabbed it between my teeth and brought it and placed it next to
her feet.
Watching me place my plate next to her feet, she let out a slight giggle. “My doggie wants to eat at my
feet?” She asked in affectionate tone like she talks to puppies.
“Woof” I barked nodding my head in agreement.
She laughed. “You are a good doggie.” She rubbed the soles of her sandal on my head and said in that
sweet affectionate tone like she talks to puppies. “That is quite fitting. Good dogs eat at their owner’s
feet.” Then she dropped rice, a lot of chick peas, mixed vegetables, some yogurt and crispy salad onto
my plate. And she nudged the plate towards me with the toes of her sandals. “Eat doggie.”
“Woof. Thank you Goddess.”
She started eating her meal. I looked at her beautiful feet. I felt really thankful to her. Not only she is so
beautiful and sexy, but also she is so nice. I mean she is accepting me more and more as her dog and she
is being really nice to her dog talking to him in her sweet voice affectionately and telling him to eat with
her at her feet as any Goddess would expect her dog to eat. She was being so nice and kind and sweet
and not mean or nasty to me in any way. I felt very thankful to be a dog of such a kind, beautiful
Goddess and to express my feelings I kissed her feet thankfully again.
She looked down at me and asked affectionately. “Why is my doggie not eating?” Somewhat unsure she
asked. “Having second thoughts about eating at my feet?” As she was saying that she knew that was not
likely at all and didn’t expect an answer.
“Goddess, before I eat, it is nice to say a little prayer.” I looked into her beautiful eyes with my puppy
dog eyes and pleaded. “Goddess can I worship you and say a little prayer to you?”
She blushed crimson. I talk about worshipping her but she probably didn’t think that before eating my
meal I will beg her to let me worship her like a Goddess. She felt a bit shy, hesitant and probably thought
that was a bit too much. But at the same time she did looked very flattered that I should worship her
this much and her blushing face glowed. Her eyes shining she looked at me for a few seconds with a
mixed expression of part pity and part amusement.
“Please Goddess. Only a little one!” I begged like a puppy.
“Ok sweetie but don’t make it long.”
I touched forehead at her feet and then looking up at her beautiful face I started. “Thank you Goddess
for letting your doggie eat at your feet. This is only place where any dog should eat any of his food – at
your beautiful feet. Please Goddess always let your doggie eat at your feet. Goddess your doggie feels
very lucky and grateful to you that you let him eat at your feet. Thank you Goddess! You are most
beautiful, most kind and most generous.” Finishing my worship I touched my forehead again at her feet
to mark the completion of my worship.
Still blushing, she looked very flattered. “You are a very good doggie.” She looked at me affectionately.
“Very sweet of you to worship me that much” Then she nudged my head with the toe of her sandals
towards the plate. “Now eat!”
“Yes Goddess.” I brought my mouth near the plate and then hesitated.
“Goddess, can I make a small request to you?”
Placing her spoon down on the plate, she leaned back on the chair. Her part wet hair that had fallen on
her sides of her beautiful face, she brushed them back running her finger through them and looked at
me questioningly.
Uncertain, I started in a rather weak voice “Goddess after I worshiped you yesterday, you blessed the
cake with your sandal making it holy….”
She laughed slightly “You want me to crush your lunch under my sandals like yesterday and eat it
then!!” Her tone was disbelieving. She probably thought it was a bit too much. So I pleaded desperately
“Please Goddess, once your sandals touch my food, it will become holy for me.”
“Yea, I know.” She said with a giggle. “But my sandals are not all that clean. I have been walking around
the house in them. It is not a good idea. So start eating.”
“But Goddess for me they are always clean and any dirt on them is not dirt for me.” I looked up at her
but she did pay any attention to my logic.
So I pleaded further “Goddess after you have worn any shoes or sandals, I always lick them super clean. I
remember the day you wore this ones last time. Next day after school I had nothing to do, so I had licked
the soles of these ones super clean like new. Since then Goddess you have worn them around the house
for 5-10 minutes and house is clean anyway. Please Goddess.”
“Goddess if you wish I could lick them clean once again.” I begged.
“You can lick them as clean as you want but they will never be clean enough to eat from. Okay? Now
start eating.”
My pleading was not having much effect on her. Last night she had had a bit of wine so she agreed quite
easily to crush the cake with her sexy 3 inch sandals. No wonder I like it when she has had a bit of
alcohol as she becomes more agreeable to my obsequious and slavish requests. Right now it didn’t look
all that easy.
So I tried to convince her. “Please Goddess, see it like this. I do both the things. I mean I lick your shoes
and I eat my food. Goddess if I did both at them same time and licked my food of the soles of your
beautiful sandals, I wouldn’t be doing anything new or anything that I am not already doing.”
She just laughed at me. “It is funny the way you come up with all these logics to persuade me and beg
me all the time.” She shook her head. “Well sweetie my answer is – I don’t think so. I think it is a bit too
much!”
I didn't know what else to say. I looked at her beautiful feet in those sexy sandals and my eyes slowly
slided up from her feet to her ankles, and then her calves her, and her sexy toned thighs which seemed
to meet and disappear under her short frock. There is no limit to which I would not beg to a beautiful
Goddess like that. I bowed before her touching my forehead at her feet worshipfully.
“Please Goddess. You are a Goddess and I am just a dog. Goddess, you know that dogs just eat from
anywhere. They eat left over, food thrown out. Any dog won’t think twice before eating from any
rubbish bin, even if the food was there with rest of the rubbish which my might even be rotten and dirty
smelling.” I hadn't thought of all this logic before and somewhat surprised at my own train of thoughts, I
carried on. “Goddess, I have seen Genny’s dog Bruno eat her left over chicken bones from her rubbish
bin – one or two days after she had thrown into the rubbish bin. It was mixed with rotten orange peels
and what not and smelled rotten but Bruno didn’t care one bit and he ate Genny’s leftover from a
rubbish bin like a delicacy. Like Bruno is Genny’s dog, Goddess, I am your dog. Eating my lunch from your
shoes would be so much more honorable and dignified compared to how Bruno was eating that time.
Please Goddess. You know Amy’s dog! He will eat…. ”
She laughed slightly at my desperate reasoning. I think she was finding it amusing that I would try to
come up with all kind of logics to persuade her to step on and crush my food under her sandals for me
to eat.
“Give it up sweetie! You don’t have to keep telling me disgusting stories about how dogs can eat from
rubbish bin.”
“Sorry Goddess. I didn’t mean to say that. What I meant was that food that had touched your sandals
licked clean by me, is so much more clean and healthy for your dog compared to how other dogs or for
example Genny’s dog eats.”
I looked up at her and continued my reasoning “Goddess you think of me as your doggie? Don’t you?”
She giggled slightly “Of course you are my sweet little doggie!”
“Imagine Goddess, some day your dog has to go hungry for food. Say your doggie didn’t eat anything for
7 days and is totally starving. Then he is given the best and tastiest food to eat. But you know Goddess
what he would prefer?”
She knew I was going to come up with something very degrading.
“Goddess compared to that best tastiest food, your doggie would prefer to eat your leftover food from
your rubbish bin. Goddess you may have thrown it into your rubbish bin 2-3-4 days back and it might be
mixed with orange or banana peels or other rubbish from you, but for your doggie eating your waste
and leftovers from your rubbish bin is million times better than eating even the tastiest food.”
Somewhat charged with emotion, I continued “You are a Goddess for me and your leftovers from your
rubbish bin is like eating food from the Goddess.”
“Don’t go on like that sweetie. I can see you worship me like crazy and it is very flattering but this is too
much.”
I didn't know what else to say. I had exhausted all my logics and persuasions. I lowered my head
crestfallen. My face carried a look of huge disappointment.
She looked at me warmly with pity and smiled "Come on. Don't get so dejected. You want me to step on
and crush your lunch really really bad, eh?”
Seeing a glimmer of hope, I begged most earnestly.“Please Goddess. I am your doggie. It is natural for a
dog to want to eat like that.”
“Ok but you are not going to eat anything from the rubbish bin behind my back and you were saying all
that to illustrate the point only. Is that right? You got no intentions to eat from rubbish bin? I don’t ever
want you to!!!”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Well sweetie, I am not too sure about stepping and crushing your lunch. But like you said you lick my
shoe and you eat. In a way there is no harm if you do them together.”
I started kissing her feet like crazy and saying "Goddess you are the best!"
"Alright! Alright! Now stop it!" Saying that she pulled her feet up from my kissing mouth and raised
them above the ground. Not the one to delay for a second, I quickly slid the plate under her sandals. She
brought her sandals down on the plate and just before her sandal was going to crush my lunch, she
hesitated for a second. It was like she was trying to overcome some natural instinct not to crush food
under her sandal.
I begged “Please Goddess.”
She looked at me and giggled like a school girl on the verge of doing something naughty looking so cute.
And then she brought her sandals down. As her sandals crushed my food she started laughing. This was
new for her. I don't think she had ever crushed any food under her sandals for someone to eat and her
face glowed. I could sense a surge of dominant power flowed through her she crushed my lunch her
sandals and laughed. Crushing my lunch under her sandals and laughing she looked so hot and
domineering.
After crushing for a few moments she lifted her feet up to have a look at the plate. It was all mish
mashed. Some of the lunch had fallen from the plate on to the carpet. Some of the rice, chick peas and
veges were struck to the soles and the edges of her sandal and looked so yummy.
“Carpet is going to get all dirty and stained.”
“Sorry Goddess.” I was very pleased that I was soon going to lick my lunch of her sandal soles and
couldn't hide my happiness at the turn of events.
“Stop grinning like an idiot! Go get a tray. I can’t even put my feet on the carpet without staining it.”
“Yes Goddess.” I crawled towards the kitchen on all fours.
“What a mess! You and your stupid ideas!” She scolded me.
I crawled back with a big tray between my teeth. She was still holding her feet up in the air with food
struck to the soles of her sandals. Some chick peas, vegetables was scattered on the carpet around the
plate. Yes she was right, it did looked like a mess. I quickly place the tray near her feet and she put her
sandaled feet on the tray. Then I picked the food from the carpet and put it on the tray and lastly I
picked that plate and poured all the contents from the plate onto the tray between her feet. Her
beautiful feet in the sexy sandals resting on the tray with food around and under her feet on the tray!
What a beautiful sight!!! I had never imagined how her beautiful feet would look with all the colorful
veggies and chickpeas under and around them. That is what can truly be call gourmet lunch!!! I was
mesmerized.
“Goddess it looks so beautiful. Your beautiful feet and sandals and all this food around them and under
them. Looks so sumptuous! Goddess this is a feast fit for a king.”
“You are nuts.” She laughed. I could see that she was starting to feel powerful and dominant.
“Yes. Goddess.”
She asked with a twinkle of mischief in her shiny beautiful eyes “What do you reckon stupid? Since it
was your idea to create this mess, you reckon it is holy enough for you? Or you want me to make it
some more holy for you?”
I looked at her. My lunch was looking very delicious but at the same time my eyes were telling her that it
would be nice if she crushed it some more.
“Ok let’s make it more holy for you. If that is what you want. You are a good doggie after all” She said
with a giggle and then started crushing my lunch under her sandals. As she crushed my lunch under her
sandals she got more and more into it and got that very dominant look on her face. I watched her soles
of her sandal come down on round chickpeas and crushing them to pulp under her sandals. Crispy salad
made that crunchy noise as she crushed it. It was very arousing. It was very arousing to see a beautiful
Goddess crushing the food under her sandals with an abandon. She looked hot and sexy. She seemed
very determined to crush every single bit of my lunch to pulp. I had this strange desire to be crushed
under her powerful sandals as well.
Only when my lunch was nothing but a total mish mash pulp that she stopped. She leaned back into the
chair and push her hair back. Looking at the tray and she laughed. “Looks disgusting! Doesn't it? I don't
think you are ACTUALLY going to eat this mishy mashy goo.”
“You are a Goddess. You can think of this as disgusting. But Goddess, having being crushed under your
sandal, this lunch is holy and delicious for me.”
Saying that I brought my tongue out to lick her sandal soles. As my tongue reached her sandal, she
instinctively raised her sandal soles towards me though her face was saying that despite all my Goddess
talk, she still half expected me to back out any second from eating what she called “mishy mashy goo”.
She watched in somewhat of a disbelief as I licked my lunch from the soles of her sandal and after very
little chewing, swallowed it like it was a fine delicacy.
“Ewww!!!” She twisted her beautiful face. “That is so yucky.”
But ignoring her reaction, I licked my lunch from soles of her sandals like I was having the finest delicacy.
"Oh my God. You are disgusting." She watched me as I continued licking my lunch from the soles of her
sandals, chewed a little bit and then swallowed. She had crushed it well so I didn't need much chewing.
She was trying to come to terms with the fact that I was actually eating that mishy mashy goo from her
sandal. I felt that when she was crushing it, she had probably thought that I would back out if she made
it disgusting enough.
After I finished licking from her left sandal, she just crossed her left leg over her right leg with her right
foot and sandal still on the tray with food under and around it. So I started eating from the tray like a
dog taking big gulps. So I ate and swallowed quickly and hungrily. As she continued to watch me eat her
expression started to change from one of disbelief to somewhat of an acceptance.
“Had I not seen you eat, I would have thought that no one can eat that mishy mashy goo that I had
crushed under my sandals. Are you aware that you are quite disgusting?”
I looked up at her like a happy dog who just had had a big bone. “Yes Goddess, your doggie is very
disgusting. But you know one good thing about your doggie?”
“What?”
“That he has the most beautiful, most kind, most generous and the best owner Goddess in the world.”
She made a face and shook her head. “You are totally crazy.”
She uncrossed her shapely legs and brought her right sandal sole to my face “Well since you are eating
all this goo, you might as well eat this.“
"Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess." I started licking my lunch from her right sandal sole and swallowing.
While her left foot had stayed totally clean, her right foot had some of my lunch on her toes. So she
dropped her right sandal on my lunch tray and lifted her beautiful, sexy right foot “Clean this first.”
I pounced on her foot like a starving dog making her laugh in derision. First I picked my lunch bits for the
top of her toes using my tongue and swallowed. Then to give a better clean around and in between her
toes, I ran my tongue between her toes. She giggled a couple of times as it was probably a bit ticklish for
her. But I was in heaven. The touch of her soft, beautiful, smooth, sexy foot against my tongue!! I licked
around her toes everywhere and soon her foot was clean. Well it had been after quite some time that I
had managed to get my tongue onto her soft beautiful foot, so I didn't want it to end. Though her foot
was clean, but on the pretext of cleaning it more, I took her toe thumb in my mouth and sucked. She just
laughed when she saw that. She had been watching me clean her foot and knew that her foot was very
clean already. Somewhat emboldened, one by one I sucked each one of her toes. While sucking, I ran
my tongue everywhere, the top of the toe, in between, under the toe. Her soft beautiful, cute toes! She
just watched me do that with a smile and an occasional giggle. Well soon I had licked each of her toes
cleaned. I still didn’t want it to end and pull my tongue away from her foot. Since she had been obliging
so far, I tried to push my luck a bit more and put all her toes in my mouth. She just laughed at my
cheekiness and pulled her foot out of my mouth and slapped me with her foot onto my face near the ear
“That will do doggie. Don't get too carried away.”
“Sorry Goddess.”
She wiped my saliva from her feet on my hair. “Clean my sandal. Insole first.”
“Yes Goddess.” I started licking on the insole of her sandals. There wasn’t much there. It tasted quite a
bit of her foot sweat though. Then the Goddess slid her foot into the sandals and lifting it up she said.
“Eat doggie and lick the soles clean nicely. I don’t want any sticky feeling when I walk.”
"Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess." I licked and then swallowed my lunch from the sole of her right
sandal. They had some rice and the crushed chick peas struck between the grooves of the sandals that I
could not get out by using my tongue. So I sucked hard on the soles to extract them from between the
grooves and then swallowed them. Soon her sandals were clean like new.
“Goddess. Your sandals are clean.”
She tried to bend down and look at the soles but then changed her mind.
“Get under my chair.”
“Yes Goddess.” Not sure what she intended to do, I walked on all four under the chair from the back of
the chair.
“Come forward and go down on your belly."
I slid down flat on my belly under chair. My head was positioned right between her feet.
“Move!” She nudged my head with the toe of her sandals prompting me to more forward. As I moved
forward, she wiped her sandals on the back of my t-shirt. Yea, that is what she wanted to do. I mean
after I lick her shoes clean she likes wiping them dry on my face. But in this instance, my face had food
all over. So she wiped her shoes on my t-shirt. Satisfied they were clean enough she got up with her feet
on either side of my head.
“Finish your lunch” She giggled slightly as she looked at the tray “I still don’t understand how you can
eat this goo. You know you are worse than dogs. Not many dogs will eat this goo?”
“Yes Goddess but I have the most beautiful, most kind and most generous owner” I repeated myself
with a smile.
"Whatever!" Shaking her head she said. “Finish this quickly and have a shower and change. We leave in
20-30 minutes.”
“Yes Goddess.”
As always I stared at the sway of her sexy back as she walked towards the room
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Then I quickly licked and swallowed whatever was left on the tray. Placing the dirty dishes in the kitchen,
I decided to clean them later. I didn’t want to waste too much time. The Goddess was going to wear the
stiletto heels and I wanted to help her wear them by prostrating before her on the floor and offering
them on top of my head to put them on. She would look so hot and sexy in them. I felt excited and my
heart was beating fast with anticipation. So after a quick shower and change of clothes, I went to the
lounge room. She was sitting on the couch and to my disappointment she had already put on her
stilettos. From my standing position, I quickly dropped down to all fours.
“No. Get up. We are going out. Don't get your pants dirty on the knees.”
“Sorry Goddess.” I got up and walked towards her. It felt unnatural to be walking like a human being on
two legs in her presence. I hadn’t done this for last 2-3 days and always been on my knees or had
crawled on my belly in her superior presence. With her hair loose and falling on her shoulder, her
beautiful face radiating with good health, her light blue dress showing off her sexy thighs and legs and
her feet in those sexy stiletto heels – she looked beautiful and divine. Reaching her I lowered myself to
be on hand and feet somewhat awkwardly in the push up position and kissed her feet.
“Goddess. You look gorgeous!”
“Thank you.” She said adjusting her hair. “Let’s go.” She got up and started walking to the door. As I
walked behind her, I stared at the exquisite way her shapely firm hips swayed with every step she took
in those stiletto heels. She doesn’t wear Stiletto heals all that often so it was a rare treat. I had such a
strong urge to go down on all four and crawl behind her. It would be so hot to crawl behind her on all
four with my eyes level and glued to her hips as she walked in the stilettos.
“From this moment till we get back home, there is no Goddess, doggie stuff.” Her tone was firm.
“Yes Ma’am.” I knew this would come soon but it came a bit sooner than I had expected.
We got into the car, she in the driver seat and me in the passenger seat and we drove away. Our
destination was an hours drive. It was nice pleasant, sunny afternoon, not much traffic on the road. She
is a very careful driver. After being her doggie and being on all four or crawling on my belly in her
superior presence, it felt strange to be sitting right next to her in the passenger seat – as if I was an
equal.
As she drove, from time to time, I tried to glance at her curvaceous sexy body from the periphery of my
eyes from time to time. Her dress fitted very well around her round ample breasts. My eyes would slide
down that round smoothness from the tip of her breasts to the bottom of her breasts, and from the
bottom of her breast onto her flat stomach, then down to her sexy thighs and then come back and stay
at her crotch. She was sitting back in the driver seat, her dress that reached up to about ten inches
above her knees had rode up a couple of inches more showing more off her sexy thighs. As her legs
were slightly open her dress had lowered between her thighs towards her crotch. Her dress being lower,
it was probably touching her panties right on top her #####. I stared at the flatness there for a few
seconds with awe and admiration and worshipful thought going through my head. Not wanting to be
caught staring at her crotch, I would lowered my eyes to her feet. Soft, beautiful sexy feet - in the
stiletto heel! I felt a bit jealous of the stiletto heels and wished it was me in place of them touching
those feet. How powerful these feet are! They can push the accelerator and accelerate a one ton car.
They can stop and run a two ton machine. So soft, so beautiful, so sexy and yet so powerful! So totally
worshipable!
“You been very quiet. You sulking?” She glanced at me and asked sweetly with a smile.
I wasn’t sulking by any stretch of imagination. “No Ma’am. Just thinking.”
“About what?” She questioned. I felt that she wanted to have a chat as she drives. There is still 50
minutes or so of drive. I could stay quiet and still be happy stealthily glancing at her crotch, looking at
her beautiful, cute feet. But for Goddess it is probably boring to drive quietly.
“It feels very strange to be calling you Ma’am again after calling and treating you like a Goddess.”
I looked at her beautiful face worshipfully. “Can I please call you Goddess while we are in the car.”
She glanced at me with a smile. “Okay. Only while we are in the car.”
“Thank you Goddess. You are most kind.” I bowed my head respectfully and threw a kiss towards her
feet and started saying “Goddess! Goddess! Goddess! Goddess…..”
She laughed “My doggie has been bursting to call me Goddess?” I just love it when she talks so nice and
affectionate to me like she talks to the puppies. And not to mention she used the word 'doggie' for me
after she had herself said no more doggie and Goddess business! It is as though she is getting used to
me being her doggie.
“Yes Goddess. Very much!”
Well I was still sitting right next to her which felt weird, but at least some semblance of normality was
restored that I was permitted to call her Goddess and talk to her like her dog.
I did feel obliged to talk as the Goddess was feeling like a chat as she drove.
“Goddess, what is this mind, body, spirit thing that some people often talk about?”
She told me about it. I won’t go in much detail basically she explained how development of mind, body
and spirit is essential for a person. How earlier people tended to see mind and body as separate entities
and study only the physiology and anatomy of humans for health without concern for personality,
meaning, or the soul. But now people who believed in mind, body, spirit - believe that for wholeness, we
must incorporate spirit along with body and mind for all the components of a fully functioning person.
She got into it explaining to me in details. I listened to her sweet voice explaining, asking her an
occasional question. When she finished, she asked. “You got it?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Goddess one more thing! What do the people who believe in mind, body, spirit say about the food and
eating habits?”
She thought for a few seconds “You have to eat healthy without harming any body or putting too much
load on environment. What you eat influences what you think. So basically you become what you eat.
That is what they believe.”
“So we become what we eat?”
“Yea. Sort of….. why are you asking all this today?”
“Goddess, if we are what we eat, then if I eat every meal from under your shoes like I ate at lunch today,
then I will have become only more worshipful and totally slavish to you.”
“Oh my God.” She rolled her beautiful eyes up towards the roof. “You know you are totally nuts. I can’t
believe it." She shook her pretty head in disbelief. "I just can't believe it." She drove quietly for a few
seconds, thinking.
"Tell me that you didn’t make me talk about all this mind, body, spirit thing in all this detail so you could
bring up eating your food from under my shoes? Did you?”
I looked at her. I didn’t know what to say. She wanted me to say 'No. I didn't'. But the honest reply to
her question was ‘yes. I did!’ I did start this mind, body, talk so that I could bring up about eating every
single thing that I eat - from under her shoes. She was looking at me questioningly. So I just lowered my
head down.
“Oh my God! You are unbelievable!” She sounded mildly annoyed.
“I can't believe it. When you asked about mind, body and spirit I thought let's have a nice interesting
discussion. I had no clue. I thought this is nice, for a change, he is going to talk about something else. But
no, it is just too much to expect a decent conversation from you." I didn't respond to her scolding and
lowered my head. She was annoyed and rightly so that I got her to talk all the stuff about mind, body,
spirit when my only interest was to eat from under her shoes.
After a brief silence, she looked at me with ridicule ‘Is that all you ever think about? My shoes? My feet?
About worshiping me? Eating from under my shoes? And nothing else?”
I tried to think. Well what else is there to think about. I mean, you are so beautiful. With such a sexy
curvaceous body, such beautiful feet – what else can anyone with any kind of sanity think about in your
presence? What else is there anyway? Is there a choice? It is most natural and logical that I should want
to worship you and be totally slavish to you all the time and devote all my time and energy to it. Such
thoughts crossed my head but I saw wisdom in staying quiet. I just looked up at her beautiful face. And
she didn’t look too annoyed – so I smiled. My smile was telling her – what else is there?
She just laughed shaking her head in disbelief. She was not annoyed. She was sort of accepting who I
was. Someone who, thinks all his time, about serving her, worshipping her, being her slave.
“You are so bad! That is all you ever think about?
Somewhat emboldened, I said. "Goddess there is nothing else that feel one tenth as good!
Despite whatever she was saying, she did look strangely pleased
"Okay, no matter what you might be saying or what the topic is, I should just know that you are
somehow going to link it to my feet, my shoes, worshiping me and being my dog?"
I didn't say anything but lowered my eyes in agreement.
"Okay! What were we talking? So you had rather eat everything single thing you eat after I crush it
under the soles of my shoes? Banana? Grapes? Oranges? Everything?”
I looked down at her sexy legs and then to the stilettos. Banana! I started visualizing. I am peeling off a
banana and then putting it down on the ground in front of the beautiful Goddess who is dressed in same
sexy clothes and stilettos. And then the Goddess gracefully brings her shapely leg out and crushes it
under her stiletto. Oh my God! What a sight it will be! How beautiful and sexy she would look crushing a
banana under her shoes! I can see some of the banana squeezing out from under her shoe soles. And
she would raise her sexy leg again and crush it once more! And then I will licking off the banana from the
soles of her stiletto. Goddess would probably giggle or laugh as I would lick her stiletto soles. Oh my
God! It will be like a dream.
“Goddess after we get home, can I please have a banana from under these beautiful shoes?” I pleaded.
“Oh my God!” She giggled. “I can’t believe I am giving you ideas. You are hopeless.”
“Please Goddess. These are such beautiful stilettos. They will look so good crushing a banana. Then I will
lick the banana of these shoes. Please Goddess. It will so so yummy.” I pleaded with more desperation.
She took for eyes of the road and looked at me. With eyes smiling mischievously, she said in teasing
tone. "My doggie wants to eat his banana under my shoes?"
"Yes Goddess. Please Goddess."
“Maybe? I will see how I feel.”
“Please Goddess.”
“I said maybe!!! That is enough!”
“Sorry Goddess.”
“If I feel that my shoe are clean enough then maybe.”
“Thank you Goddess. I will lick them clean like new.”
“I am sure sweetie you will.” She laughed.
She continued driving and I was not sure what to talk. I just wanted the day to pass quickly and then go
home and have my banana. I felt as though the Goddess had accepted my request to let me have a
banana from under her shoes. I felt really grateful and worshipful to this beautiful, happy Goddess.
After telling me 'No Goddess doggie business' she had herself used the word doggie for me. This was the
first time ever that we were outside the home that she had talked to me like a Goddess would talk to
her doggie. And she was certainly enjoying it! Very good sign. I wondered if she saw my face, she saw a
dog's face. Anyhow since she was happy and enjoying this talk, I felt very encouraged to continue my
slavish, doggie - Goddess talk. I wanted to be more and more lowly doggie of the beautiful Goddess.
“Goddess if I eat all my food from under your shoes, my devotion to you will increase many times and I
will worship you only more and more and serve you better and better.”
"Oh my God!" She laughed at me, then making a face she said “Trust me. You don’t need to eat your
meals from under my shoe soles to become more slavish or worshipful. You are crazy enough as it is.”
“Please Goddess. Goddess your crazy doggie felt so so so good to be eating his lunch today. Goddess if
one feels really good doing something, it is natural to want to do it again and again and all the time.”
“Alright. Enough is enough! Stop going on and on and on, like a broken record about it! You will give me
a headache. I said I will let you eat from under my shoes.”
“Will you Goddess?” I asked very excited.
“Yes, but not all the time. Only some of the time. Only when my shoes are very clean or new and I feel
like it. Now totally stop talking about it. I am fed up.”
“Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess You are very kind.”
I sat there looking worshipfully at her beautiful feet in the stiletto heels pushing the accelerator/brake
down as she drove the car. Every now and then on some pretext I would turn my head catch a stealthy
glance at her crotch. Like I wrote earlier I always feel awe and admiration when I look there. The flatness
there, looking between her silky smooth shiny thighs! her sexy legs! Her beautiful face! Her loose hair!
All were having their effect. All this talk had only further enhanced my desire to worship her and
degrade myself only more. I wanted to worship her.
"Goddess can I please talk about something?"
"Of course. It gets boring otherwise anyway. We still got 25-30 minutes drive left."
“Goddess, I am thinking that now that I have all the time this school holiday, I should treat you more and
more like a Goddess. I should constantly think of new ways to serve you, to amuse you, to please you, to
entertain you. Goddess, If you will allow me, I have thought of some ways....." I paused. I was really
hoping she would permit me to continue my slavish talk.
She turned her pretty head to look at me. She looked at me with an acceptance. Her look seemed to be
saying 'I have figured you out. That is what you are ever going to talk or think about. You are my
doggie/slave/servant - that is all a doggie/slave/servant can think about'. She was cool and accepting
toward it. I felt that she was actually in a mood to enjoy my slavish talk when I degrade myself more and
more in front of her. She looked interested in what I had come up with.
“Goddess when I serve you, I just serve you at my whims and fancies. Goddess a lot of time I do
whatever I feel like. Just to give you an example Goddess when I bring you orange juice, sometime I
stand and bow my head down to you respectfully, other times I kneel before you, the other time I
carried it on my back walking like a doggie and you didn’t like it.. and the other time I walked on all four
holding it in my hand. Goddess there are no rules for me as how I have to serve you. So I just do what I
feel like. Goddess if there were rules for me how I have to serve you, how I have to behave in your
presence, then I would follow them and serve you so much better."
I paused and looked at her. She was listening with interest so I continued.
"For example Goddess, when you come from outside, the rule is that I have to be at the door, kiss your
shoes to welcome you and then be your doormat and lick your shoes clean.”
“Yes. And I want my doormat in service day or night, even if I come home very late at night.”
“Yes, Goddess. In this situation I know precisely what I have to do and how I have to behave. But
Goddess other than this, there are hardly any rules or code of conduct for me as to how I have to serve
you and behave in your presence. While I am trying to do to do my best but that may not be how you
would like to be served."
"For example, Goddess, when you wake up tomorrow morning, I am not sure how you would like me to
greet you. At times, I feel that I should wait outside your door like any dog would for his Goddess owner
and kiss your feet to wish you good morning. Other times I feel, I should enter your room and lie down
on my belly on the side of your bed with your slipper on top of my head. That way Goddess when you
wake up, I will be there to offer you your sleeper properly. Other times I feel, I should kiss your feet and
give them a gentle massage as you wake up. But Goddess these are all my ideas. I don't know what you
would prefer. Maybe you would like to be greeted in the morning some other way altogether!"
“Goddess, if you make rules for me for everything as to how I have to serve you from first thing in the
morning to the last thing in the night, then I will be able to serve you so much better and treat you so
much more like a Goddess.”
She looked at me and smiled. "I know sweetie I know where you are coming from. I thought about it
myself earlier. But then I thought, if I made rules for you as to how you were going to do everything
from morning to night, then after a while it will get so boring. I will just know what to expect and there
will be no surprise. I enjoy it more when come up with new ideas, new ways to serve me, do stupid
things. It is so much more interesting. Rather than me making rules for you, I had rather you innovate
and surprise me and come up new ways to serve me, be my doggie. It is more fun that way."
"Yes Goddess, you are very right." I bowed my head at her feet respectfully - both at for beauty and her
superior wisdom.
"I will make maybe a few rules for you for my convenience but not many. You have to keep surprising
me with new ways to serve me and be my doggie. You can do that?"
"Yes Goddess. You are very wise and have superior wisdom." I said bowing my head respectfully towards
her.
"I am a Goddess. Ain't I?" She said laughingly.
"Very much Goddess."
"Well never mind. You said you had thought of some new ways. Let's hear your stupid ideas."
Well Goddess was interested. She wanted to know what new ways I had come up with to serve her, to
be her doggie. That was further proof of that not only she accepted my servility and obsequiousness but
was also enjoying it. It was no more just me begging and she granting me a favor. I felt good. Things
were heading in the right direction. I had thought of quite a few ways to treat her more like a Goddess. I
was not sure which one to mention first.
“You know Goddess, I have to treat you more and more like a complete Goddess and worship you.
Goddess your feet are the lowest part of your body and your shoes, sandals, stiletto, flip flops, or
anything that you wear on your feet is the lowest. To display the depth of my respect to you, I have
respect the lowest part associated with you. Goddess I have to show your shoes, sandals, stiletto, flip
flop etc a lot of respect, a lot more than what I show currently.”
She laughed slightly when I mention feet and shoes. It was as if she knew that I was going to talk about
her feet and shoes. I went beet red but continued. “Goddess they touch your beautiful soft feet and it is
natural that I should show them more respect and worship.”
“That is nice sweetie but how are you going to do it. You already bring them to me on your head walking
like a dog and lick the soles of my shoes, sandals, flipflops etc clean with your tongue. What more can
you do?”
“Goddess. Your shoes are an object of worship. Your shoes, sandals, flipflops shouldn’t have to touch
the ground.”
“What?” She looked at me for a second as if I have lost my senses.
“Sorry Goddess, I mean from the time you take them off to the time you put them back on next time,
your beautiful shoes shouldn’t have to touch the ground. For example these beautiful stiletto heels you
are wearing now, once you take them off they shouldn’t have to touch the ground.”
“No?” She asked innocently enjoying me slavish talk
“Not at all Goddess. What am I there for! Goddess, if you make this rule for me, then Goddess I won’t let
them touch the ground.”
“Yes sweetie, that is a nice way of showing my shoes more respect but how will you do it?”
“Goddess whenever you want to take them off, I will prostrate before you and you take them off on top
of my head. And then Goddess, I will carry them on all four on top of my head to shoe rack. And next
time you want to wear them I will carry them on all fours on top of my head from the shoe rack and you
wear them on from top of my head. They way Goddess, they will never have to touch the ground except
when you wear them.”
She giggled slightly and then playing along, she asked innocently “You will do that for me. Won’t let my
beautiful shoes touch the ground?”
“Yes Goddess. Your beautiful shoes shouldn’t have to touch the ground.”
“That is very sweet.” She looked pleased with all my talk and I could see her happy face getting that
dominant glow, looking so hot.
"Goddess. These stilettos that you are wearing they are so beautiful and sexy. They shouldn't have to
touch the ground"
Enjoying me talk, she laughed slightly. "You reckon? I thought that as well. You know when I first bought
them, I didn't want to wear them in case they got dirty."
"Did you Goddess? These are very beautiful and sexy shoes. And they look so good on you."
"Thanks. I really like wearing them too."
I stared at her beautiful feet in those stiletto. Beautiful sexy shoes for a beautiful, hot Goddess!
"Goddess. You don't worry about your shoes getting dirty anymore? Do you?"
She laughed. "No. Not any more. I was talking about before I knew that I have got a nice little doggie
who will lick them clean for me."
"Yes Goddess. You should never worry about your shoes getting dirty." I said boastfully.
"I know sweetie." She smiled.
All this talk about her feet and shoes, looking at them - with every passing minute they were looking
more and more beautiful to me. I so so badly wanted to kiss them, lick them. I so much wanted to be
her dog. I just wanted to go crazy kissing and licking her feet and stiletto like a starving dog. Looking at
her sexy legs and between her legs onto her lowered dress above her crotch was not helping matters.
While she was enjoying this talk, she wasn't aware of how charged I was getting. Bending down and
kissing her feet was not permitted as we were outside and she was driving. If I bent down and kissed her
shoes she might get annoyed and even put a stop to this Goddess doggie shoe talk.
After a few moments, we stopped at a red light. She lift her left leg slightly up and twisting her left foot
up and down, she said admiring her stilettos. "I really like these. Probably these are my favorite."
Grabbing my opportunity, since her feet were already a little bit up from the floor of the car, I bend
down from my seat and gave them a quick kiss. She giggled and looked around. There were no other
cars nearby and no pedestrians either so she didn't say anything but her look was saying don't do that
again. For me it was a bit thrilling me to steal a kiss to her feet when we are outside.
It was clear that these were probably Goddess's favorite stiletto. Girls like to have so many shoes. Like
they say, a Lady can never enough shoes. The Goddess has got a good collection of shoes. And these
ones are among her favorite. I looked at her stiletto even more worshipfully than before.
“Goddess, since these are your favorite ones, I think I should show them even more respect and
worship.”
She laughed. She knew very well that I was going to come up something even more slavish than before.
“How will you do that sweetie?” She asked innocently.
“Goddess, I think after you take these off on top of my head, I will carry them on top of my head
respectfully but I won’t put them in the shoe rack straightaway. You know Goddess what I will do to
show more respect?"
"What?" She was curious.
"What I will do Goddess is that instead of taking them straight to shoe rack, I will put them on that small
glass table and then bow before them worshipfully touching my forehead on the ground. And then
Goddess I will worship them.”
She started laughing. “You will worship my shoes. Ohhhhh that is really sweet. How will worship them?”
She asked sweetly.
“Goddess after bowing in front of them, I will say
‘O stiletto shoes, even before the Goddess wore you, you were already so beautiful and so sexy. Now
having touched the Goddesses beautiful feet, you have become an object of worship for me. And
therefore I bow before you humbly and worship you. I know I am not worthy of licking clean your
superior soles, but the Goddess, who is most beautiful and most kind has given me the job to lick your
superior soles clean.’ And saying then Goddess I will lick your shoe soles clean.”
Laughing and enjoying, she said “That is a really nice way to worship my stilettos. I am sure sweetie, my
stilettos would like your worship very much."
"Thank you Goddess."
"I think you are a very sweet boy to even worship my shoes like that.”
“I don't know Goddess if I am sweet or not but to me it seems natural and logical I should want to
worship the shoes of a Goddess like you. Instead Goddess, I think that you are most kind and most
generous to let me lick, take care of and worship your shoes. I am very thankful to you."
"Okay then, here is another duty for you. From now on till you are on holidays, these stiletto, any
sandals, shoes, flip flops or anything I wear outside should not touch the ground unless, of course, I am
wearing them. You have to anticipate when I might want to take my shoes off and be ready and offer
me the top of your head to take them off on. And after I take them off and before you lick the soles
clean, you have worship them, a nice little worship like you just did." She paused
"You okay with this sweetie? It won't be too difficult for you?" She asked sweetly.
"No Goddess. Not at all. I would so much look forward to it and you will find me doing it with so much
willingness."
"That is good!"
She continued driving. Nice and happy beautiful Goddess. I kept my eyes on her beautiful feet as she
drove and would occasionally steal glance of her beautiful sexy body.
"What else did you come up with?"
I had thought of a few ways. I felt a bit uncertain which one to mention next. I mean soon we would be
at our destination and this talk would terminate. So this was an opportunity.
"Goddess there are a few ideas. One of them I have been wanting to mention but it was not possible
earlier. But now it is school holidays so it is possible."
"Okay?"
"Goddess, this idea is a bit selfish of me. I mean, it is not about serving you better but it is more about
how I should be in relation to you."
"Ok go on!"
"Goddess I feel a bit hesitant because it is a bit selfish."
"You got me all curious. Now you better tell me now unless you want this" She said showing me her fist
and bringing it close to my face in a lighter vein. She looked so cute.
"Sorry Goddess. Goddess you know I am your doggie. But half the day I go to school or go out like now.
Goddess I haven't been your doggie for a full day."
"That's not true. Last Sunday neither of us went out and you were my doggie for the whole day."
"Yes Goddess. In a way that is true. But Goddess, I was not your doggie dog. While I was on all four like a
dog in your presence, but throughout the day I did so many things that a dog can't do. For example
when I woke up, I cleaned your room, bathroom and toilet. Don't get me wrong Goddess, I love doing it
but what I meant was dogs can't do that. I got up on two legs in the kitchen to serve you. And washed
your clothes. And spoke like a human being. Goddess dogs can only bark."
"Goddess can I beg you to let me be just your dog for a whole day. For the whole day I will be just like a
real dog. I will just do everything exactly like a dog. Please Goddess." I begged.
"You don't have to beg sweetie. I think it will be funny. You want to just like a dog in every way?" She
said with a mild laugh.
Somewhat excited, I elaborated "Yes Goddess, I will just be your dog and nothing else. I won't be able to
talk like a human being at all and I would only be able to bark. I won't be able to understand anything
that a dog can't understand. I will just be like a stupid dog. I will sleep at the foot of your bed like a dog.
Goddess, it will be like I am nothing but a dog."
She laughed "I will throw the stick and you will have to fetch it?"
"Yes Goddess. I would be so good to know how it feels to be your real dog. Goddess, I will eat and drink
from a dog bowl next to your feet, just like a dog does. If you will throw a toast or some food on the
floor I will eat it just like a dog. When you will watch tv or read a book, I will just sit at your feet like a
dog. Goddess you can put a collar around my neck and take me on the leash in the backyard."
"That will be funny."
"Yes Goddess, you will enjoy having me as an just a dog. Though there is only shortcoming."
"What?"
"Goddess, I wont' be able to serve you. I won't be able to clean your room, bathroom or toilet or wash
your clothes or serve you food or drink."
"That is ok. It is only for a day. I can manage." She said sweetly.
"Goddess, you are most kind. I will clean your room, bathroom and toilet and wash your clothes and do
other chores the night before and the morning after so that you are least inconvenienced."
"That will be okay. And you will be like my dog in every way." She paused. "And you won't use your
hands."
"I won't have any hands. Goddess."
She looked at me with a question and I smiled "Goddess, dogs only have front legs and back legs."
She laughed and said affectionately "My doggie will have no hands. Only front legs and back legs."
Though I have been her doggie, but my dog like activities are limited to being on all fours, licking her
shoes and occasional barking. I think she started visualizing how I would look doing every thing like a
dog, she smiled. "If you will want to scratch your ear, you won't be able to use your front legs, you will
have to use your back legs! Like a dog! Right?" She asked cheekily.
"Yes Goddess."
She laughed. "That will be funny. Let's do it. Let this Sunday will be a 'dog day'! You will be free from
serving me but will just be my dog."
"Thank you Goddess. It will be so good. Saturday night I will sleep on the floor right next to your bed so
when I wake up I will be a dog."
She smiled. "Okay. I think it will be a fun day."
I felt good and happy and excited. I wanted to tell her all the things I will do on what she called a 'dog
day' and other ways I had thought of to treat her like a Goddess but we had already reached our
destination. She drove into the undercover parking lot and parked the car and unfastened her seat belt.
Then she looked into the mirror to fix her hair. I find it so sexy and girlish when the beautiful Goddess
looks into the mirror to make herself even more beautiful. Gently I closed my eyes. After fixing her hair
and satisfied that she looked good, she picked her purse and then noticed me sitting quietly with my
eyes closed.
"What are you doing?"
I opened my eyes and looked at her worshipfully.
"Worshiping you silently Goddess."
Surprised she giggled. "How many times do you worship me in a day?" She asked teasingly.
"Goddess, once in the morning and once before going to bed. And a few times when I feel good and
happy during the day." Saying that I gently closed my eyes again.
"Say it loud." she commanded. "No! Not like that. First open your eyes!" I opened my to see her
beautiful face smiling at me.
"Look into my eyes."
I looked into her beautiful eyes. They were shining with dominance like precious stone, sort of
challenging me. When you shut your eyes, and you say worship things, it is somewhat easier. In a way
you have got a cover. But this was harder and so much more subservient to look into her eyes and
worship her. I stared into her deep smiling eyes. They seemed to be having an effect on me and I found
myself drowning in her beautiful eyes. She obvious noticed that and giggled. She was probably used to
guys looking into her eyes and getting lost in there.
"Ok now start your worship and keep looking at me."
I shook my head to break the spell her eyes were having on me. To look directly into her eyes shining
with dominance and worshiping her - that was incredibly more submissive. I tried to gather my thoughts
back and looking into her eyes, I started
"Yes Goddess. Goddess you are so beautiful and so kind. I am so thankful to you. Today you let me eat
my lunch from under your shoes. Then in the car, you agreed to let me show more respect to your shoes
and permitted me to worship them. Goddess you granted me the honor to be nothing but your dog for
one day. And Goddess, I so much look forward to eating a banana from under you shoes when we get
back. Goddess, I am so lucky to have a beautiful Goddess, agreeing to my low, obsequious requests. I
pray to you Goddess that like today you will keep granting me favors and keep agreeing to my slavish
begging. Goddess you are most generous. I am very lucky to have a Goddess as beautiful as you to be
letting me be her dog and serve her. And Goddess, I thank you very much for letting me worship you this
day."
As I said this worship looking straight into her eyes. There was no shying away. As I was saying my
worship, I could see her eyes smiling and acknowledging it. She could clearly see that what I was saying
was coming straight from the heart. Unable to stand her dominant gaze, I bowed my head to her
worshipfully.
She giggled and looked very flattered, though she blushed a bit red at the same time. Looking so
beautiful.
"You know that is very very flattering to be worshiped like that by anyone?"
"Yes Goddess. But it only logical that a Goddess like you should be worshiped like that."
All this looking into her eyes had made me feel somewhat uneasy and I wanted to change the topic from
worship to something else.
"Goddess no worship is ever complete without kissing the Goddesses feet. May I?" I asked unfastening
my seatbelt and leaning forward towards her feet.
She looked around. There were only parked cars and noone was around. She smiled and her beautiful
eyes got a shine in them. Bending forward she pushed her driver's seat back and then crossed her right
leg over her left (we drive on the right in Australia). That brought the sole of her right stiletto towards
my bent face. Well I wanted to kiss her feet, but was presented with the sole of her stiletto, I bent a bit
more forward and gave a soulful and worshipful kiss to the sole of her stilettos. She watched with a
smile as I started kissing the soles of her stilleto. I felt the same love and affection towards her that a
dog feels towards his owner. Charged with that puppy love and warmth I started licking the soles of her
stiletto. She giggled.
"I think i will have the cleanest shoes in the place."
"Yes Goddess." I said in between the licks.
She let me lick a few more time and then tapped my nose with the sole of her stiletto playfully "That is
enough." And she pulled her foot away.
"Thank you Goddess."
As we got out of the car, she told me "No more Goddess and doggie stuff or any hint of it till we are back
in the car."
"Yes Ma'am." I said straightening my shirt as we walked towards the elevator
---------------------------------------------------to be continued.....
From Childhood on - Part 12 (a) by fslaveus
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Next 4 hours at the function, I was around the Goddess. Of course I was not allowed to be her dog or
address her as Goddess or any of such other normal stuff. When the function started, a few people
made a few speeches and I found myself sitting right next to the Goddess on a chair. The only way I
could look at her feet or shoes or her sexy curvaceous body was by turning my towards her making it
obvious to her and that was not a possibility. Goddess expects me to be very proper and display no hint
of our Goddess-doggy relationship outside our house. So I sat prim and proper looking at the stage.
After the speeches there was awards ceremony at the conclusion of which we all went to this hall for
food and drinks. Goddess is very popular and a lot of people came over to have a chat with her. She
seemed to be enjoying chatting with them, so I just moved around trying to amuse myself. I didn't know
many people there so though it was a bit boring but I was still at least close to the Goddess. I could see a
lot of people trying to talk to her and trying to grab her attention. A lot of them she just replies in one or
two words and cuts the conversation down. When she does that to others I feel so very privileged that
she never does that to me. With me she talks and is so nice like a Goddess should be with her dog, lets
me kiss her feet. I feel so good that that when we get home, I would lick the dirt of the shoe soles of
such a beautiful Goddess.
Well talking about others. At functions like this, I take note of the guys who come and try to chat her up.
Couple of years back I used to hate these guys. She is so beautiful and she is very rich. I always felt these
guys are either after her money or sex. So I actively disliked them and saw them at pests. At times some
guy would try to befriend me so that I that I could get him introduced to the Goddess. As if I was going
to. I always used to give bad reference about such guy to the Goddess and I know for a fact that the
Goddess does attach importance to the opinion of her dog.
But now for last 2-3 year things have changed slightly since I have become her servant, slave, dog or
shoe licker. Now I look at the guys who approach her with interest. Now I know that not all of these guys
are after sex or her money. I am sure some of these guys wouldn't care about her money or getting sex
out of her. Some of the guys would approach her so that they could eventually get to kiss her feet or lick
the dirt of her shoe soles and become her dog or slave etc. So I try to pick out these guys from the guys
who are after money or sex. First things is that such guys tend to look more at Goddess's feet or shoes.
Next they tend to look for opportunity to bow before her or take servile postures. I know this guy who
works for the Goddess. Often when he enters the Goddesses room and she is sitting on the chair behind
her desk, he looks for opportunities to go down on his knees. For example, if she is reading some
document, most guys would stand next to her respectfully and bend down to have a look. But this guy
he go down on his knees and with a bent head tries to read taking frequent glances at her feet and
shoes. I am pretty certain given a chance, he would love to kiss her shoes/feet and lick them like a dog.
But this guy hasn't had the courage to let his feeling out. Maybe he is scared that Goddess can easily
sack him in a second. Well they say 'faint heart don't win a fair lady'. In this case, it can be said 'faint
heart don't become a Goddess's dog'. It takes courage. I had courage to came out with my feeling. I
risked being packed off to the some rich, posh boy's hostel in some rich ivy league type school. If that
had happened I would have been seeing her only a few days every year. So the choices I faced was 1. be
faint hearted and keep my feeling to myself and worship her silently and lick her shoes and panties etc
without her knowing or 2. be bold and slowly let her know how I felt. I had the courage to be bold and
risk everything and though I told her slowly over time but nonetheless I had the courage. Now I am her
dog and I feel so proud. Faint hearts don't become a Goddesses dog. You got to have courage.
Well with the guys who approach her, I try to pick out which guys would love to lick the soles of her
shoes and become her dog. Like I said, I don't dislike such guys. I feel a lot of empathy towards them. I
feel some kind of kinship with such guys. She is beautiful hot Goddess and it is natural these guys should
want to kiss her feet, lick her shoe or be her doggie. Though I am the lucky guy who will lick the
Goddess's shoes clean when she gets home, but i look at other guys who would love to be in my shoes
with pity. I hope for them that maybe they will find some other beautiful lady to lick her feet/shoe clean.
God has made so many beautiful ladies so that we could kiss and lick their feet and shoes and be their
dog and worship them. So I wish them luck that they will find some beautiful lady to worship or become
dog of. If one of these guys approached the Goddess and begged her to let them kiss her feet or shoes,
maybe the Goddess will just smile and let them lick her shoe soles clean as they have showed a lot of
courage to come out with their feeling. I mean Goddess is used to me licking her shoes. If someone else
approached her and begged her to lick her shoe soles, what would Goddess do? Even if she said no she
would decline politely. But you need to have the courage to approach her and put your ego aside. As far
as I am concerned, if Goddess lets them lick her shoe soles, I won't feel jealous. I will feel some kind of
camaraderie with them.
I was amusing myself with such thoughts till one of the waitress approached me with a plate of food.
She was hot. She looked clever, probably some university chick who works part time to pay bills. Must
be around 19 or 20 years old. Though not as beautiful as the Goddess, but still very beautiful and cute.
She wearing this black shirt, rather tight against her breast, with black skirt and black shoes and socks.
Some kind of uniform for waitressing. I watched her bums move in her skirt as she walked around
serving people with drinks. Wow she was Sexy! Since the Goddess doesn't want me to look at her or at
her feet, watching this cutie would be a good time pass. So first my eyes and then I followed her around.
Well I didn't exactly follow her. I just kept moving into positions where I could have a good look at her.
Good look at her bum. Good look at her figure. When serving people she would smile. I liked the way
she smiled. I felt good thanking God for creating girls.
Well after a while she went into a room. I waited outside for her to come back. When she didn't return
for three four minutes, I decided to investigate and follow her into the room. As I entered the room I
found four set of female eyes looking at me. They are all young girls waitressing. Three of them very
cute. All of them were looking at me with a question in their eyes.
'What?' one of them asked.
I don't know what happened it was as if a cat got my tongue. I tried to say something but no words came
out and I just mumbled. I was overawed by these pretty young girls. The girl whom I was following,
whispered something to the other three and they all just started giggling. Probably she knew that I was
following her around. It was as if they were all laughing at me right on my face and I went red in the face
with shame. I erratically and clumsily turned around and went out of the room. As I walked away I heard
them burst out laughing. I felt so humiliated. I overheard one of them saying 'Come on don't make fun
of him. He is just a kid.'
I felt low and dejected. Why did they have to laugh at me and ridicule me. I didn't do anything. I was
very upset with myself not being able to talk and say something witty and be cool. It was like I saw four
young pretty girls and my brain went dead. I am not that stupid.
I looked at the Goddess. She was standing in the other side of the hall in a group of seven - one of her
female friends and five men. Men are drawn to her like flies are to the sugar. It was obvious that she
was the center of attention. I dragged myself to her.
'hey sweetie! You ok?' She asked. Her tone had a tinge of genuine concern.
'Yes G..' I checked myself. I shouldn't use the word Goddess.
'You look very upset sweetie. What's the matter?' She asked sweetly. Ignoring everyone, all her
attention was on me. I love it when she ignores everyone else for me. I was already feeling better.
Suddenly I was aware everyone else in group was looking at me as well. So I smiled and shrugged my
shoulders. 'Nothing important.'
The group got back into their conversation. I stood there pretending to take interest in whatever they
were talking but my mind was filled of love and gratitude for the Goddess. She is so understanding and
caring for me. Whenever I feel low or down and out, she just knows and just lifts me up. And she is way
more beautiful and hot than all of those four girls put together. I looked at her beautiful friendly face
and I was filled with such a strong desire to bow down before this Goddess, touch my forehead to her
feet and worship her. She is a true Goddess in every imaginable way and absolutely deserves to be
worshiped.
Well rest of the hour I stayed next to the Goddess with my mind full of worship for her. Then it was time
to drive back home. Some elderly lady she knew wanted a lift back. It was an hour's drive and that lady
sat in the front passenger seat. I buckled up in the back seat. I knew that was going to no action with the
Goddess till we were home. So I dozed off.
Next thing I knew was that someone shaking me gently so wake me up.
'Wake up sweetie we are home.' Hearing Goddess's melodious voice, I opened my eyes lazily. We were
in the garage of our house and the car stopped and the Goddess was turning back from the driver seat
gently shaking me to wake me up.
'Wake up!' She said looking at me with an amused smile.
'Yes Goddess!' Waking up with a start I quickly jumped out of the car and ran to the other side of the car
and opened the door for her.
'Thank you.'
As she gathered her purse, I got down on all four right next to the door of the car. As her stilettos came
out of the car and before they could touch the ground, i pounced on them showering them with kisses.
It had been almost four hours since I had got to kissed them. I had seen them on her feet all this time
but not being able to kiss them had made my desire to kiss them only stronger and stronger. The kind
Goddess that she is, she understands how I would be dying to kiss her shoes not having kissed them for
a while. She just paused and didn't put her stilettos on the floor , letting me kiss them everywhere the
top, the edge and the soles.
After letting me kiss for a few moments she pulled her feet away from kissing lips. 'Alright! Alright! That
is enough love and affection.' And then she gave me a gentle push on my head with the toe of her
stilettos to get me out of her way.
'Sorry Goddess.' I said taking a step back and touching my forehead to the ground respectfully.
As she walked towards the door, I remembered my duty. I quickly ran on all four to the door and lied
down on my back with my head on the doormat extending my tongue as far as I could.
The beautiful Goddess walked upto the door and looked down at me with a smile.
'You were so sound sleep in the car, I was sure you would forget being my doormat this time.' She said
wiping the soles of her right stiletto on my extended tongue.
She thought I would forget! 'Sorry Goddess. Goddess how can anybody forget something that they just
loved to do.' I exaggerated somewhat 'Noone can forget something that feels better than anything else.
Sometime I feel that is what I was born for.'
'I know you love it but what is the big deal about licking dirt from my shoe soles!' she said ridiculing my
exaggeration.
'Goddess, it is not just about licking the dirt clean from your shoe soles. You are a beautiful Goddess and
I feel so so full of worship, respect, love and affection for you all the time. Licking your shoe soles
Goddess with all my soul, is the way I express my love, affection, respect and worship my heart feels
towards you. Goddess it is not just about clean you shoe soles. I could lick your shoe soles for ever with
a heart full of worship. I..'
'Alright. Alright. ......' She said wiping her shoe sole on my extended tongue.
'As a child you were such a sound sleeper. You used to be so spaced out when you would wake up. That
is why I thought you might be spaced out and forget'
'Yes Goddess. I am still a bit spaced out. But not that spaced out that I would forget about being your
doormat. I feel so good when I lick your shoe soles clean.' I said worshipfully licking her shoe soles as she
wiped them over my tongue.
She smiled acknowledging. And then she stopped wiping her stiletto on my tongue and just held it on
top of my tongue and I got busy licking her soles. Then I remembered that the Goddess preferred that I
lick her shoes clean in one or two minutes and not make her wait long, so I started licking her stilettos
soles quickly.
Watching me lick in a hurry, she laughed at me affectionately. 'It is alright sweetie. You been so well
behaved at the function and since you love it so much, I can be a bit patient for you. You don't need to
lick them in a rush' She said sweetly.
'Thank you Goddess. You are most kind.' Saying that I started licking her stiletto soles slowly and
throughly with all my soul. I so much love this position. When Goddess stand over me and I lick the soles
of her shoes. I don't think I can ever have enough of it. I mention is again and again in my story because I
can never have enough of it. And not to mention, that in my licking position, if I look up, I look straight to
her white panties under her dress. Oh my God! That makes my blood rush. As I licked the soles of her
shoes, I was fully aware how lucky I was to be in this position licking the shoes of such a beautiful
Goddess.
After I licked clean her left shoe sole, i kissed the sole to let her know it is clean. As always she wiped the
sole dry on my cheeks and presented me the other sole to clean. And then i remembered about eating
banana from under these sexy stilettos soles. As soon as I remembered that I wanted her soles to be
super clean. I wanted them super clean not because I was going to eat a banana from under them and
therefore wanted them clean. Her shoe soles are always clean enough for me to eat banana from and
like I said earlier any dirt on them is not dirt for me. Why I wanted her shoe soles super clean was that if
the Goddess looked at them and didn't find them super clean, then she might not agree to crush the
banana under them for me to eat. And i didn't want that to happen. So I licked real hard. I licked them
hard to super clean them.
After she wiped her shoe sole dry on my cheeks, I turned around to be on my belly and touched my
forehead on the ground before her worshipfully. 'Thank you Goddess for using your doormat. '
'You are welcome.' She said putting the key in the keyhole to open the door.
'Goddess, I feel very grateful to you that despite being such a beautiful, superior Goddess, you let some
like me lick the soles of your shoes.' My voice expressing the gratitude I felt in my heart.
She giggled at my servility and said playfully. 'You have to be a very good doggie in return!'
'Yes Goddess.' As she walked in, I crawled behind her on all four like a dog with my eyes glued on the
sexy sway of her hips as she walked in stilettos. The way her firm bums move a little up and down, oh
my God. As she sat down on the couch placing her sexy bum there, before she could ask me to take off
her shoes, i quickly ran straight for the kitchen on all fours. I didn't want to risk delay eating banana
from under her stilettos as I knew that Goddess was going to take them off very soon.
She laughed when she saw me coming from the kitchen towards her like a dog holding a banana in my
mouth. 'My doggie is hungry?' She asked affectionately. I think she remembered about her doggie
wanting to eat banana from under her shoes.
With banana in my mouth I made dog noises nodding my head in agreement.
'Alright alright doggie, give banana to mommy.' She took the banana from my mouth and peeling it off,
she held it in her hand for her doggie to eat.
'Ok doggie eat.'
I was not sure she was teasing me or had forgotten that I wanted to eat from under her shoes. Like an
upset dog, i rolled on to the ground making upset dog noises and she laughed.
'My doggie doesn't want to eat like this. How does my doggie want to eat?' She asked half teasing.
'Goddess please throw it on the floor and crush it with your beautiful shoes and I will lick it from there.'
'Throw it on the floor?? No sweetie! That is too dirty.'
'Please Goddess.' I begged.
'No. You want to lick the banana off my shoe soles - I can understand that since you treat me like a
Goddess and worship me. But there is no reason to lick the dirt from the floor. Go get the tray!'
I wanted to say that Goddess I am just a dog and dogs eat from the floor but thought it was better not to
push it. She was at least going to crush it and let me eat from her shoes. 'Yes Goddess.' I quickly ran to
the kitchen and grabbing the tray with my teeth like a dog, I placed it next to her shoes.
She dropped the banana onto the tray and lifted her both legs and brought the soles of her sandals to
my face and asked 'My soles are clean?'
'Yes Goddess. Very clean'
'I would have thought so. You been licking them all day.' Saying that she brought both her stiletto shoes
on banana to crush it. As I looked at that banana - it reminded me of penis. As that thought crossed my
head, I felt very hot inside. oh my God, what would it be like if the Goddess crushed a penis under her
stilettos!! With my imagination starting to run wild, as the Goddess crushed the banana under stilettos, I
squeezed my legs and grind my penis into the floor. I was very close to cumming. A few thrusts into the
ground and I would have ejaculated. As the Goddess crushed the banana a few times, I was struggling
hard to control myself and not ejaculate. I was scared as to how she would react if she found me
ejaculating.
'That is how my doggie likes to eat?' She giggled sweetly oblivious to my perverse thinking and struggle
going on in my mind.
It looked so sexy with to see a crushed banana under her beautiful feet and sexy shoes. She had no clue
what her crushing the banana under her shoes was doing to me. I looked at her beautiful giggling face.
Compared to my pervert mind she looked so angelic and sweet. She was looking at me as though she
expected a response. Like a dog in total agreement, I nodded my head and barked.
She laughed 'Ok doggie. Eat!' and she brought the sole of her shoes to my face. As I started licking the
banana of the soles of her shoes, she bent down and patted my head affectionately like she pats the
dogs.
'I have a very devoted doggie!'
As I licked the banana off her shoe sole, she watched me patiently with an accepting expression on her
face. That is how dogs eat. No big deal. She tilted her foot to give my tongue a better access to the soles
of her shoes. And then the phone rang. It was one of her friends. As the Goddess talked over the phone,
I licked the banana off the soles and edge of the soles. As I licked I was fully aware that how lucky I was
to be licking the banana off the sexy shoes of such a beautiful Goddess. After licking clean and eating the
banana of the soles of her shoes, I licked clean the mish mash banana on the tray. I was still very hungry
but still I wanted to eat from under the Goddess's shoe. So I went to the kitchen and got a couple of
more bananas. Walking on all fours holding the bananas in my mouth, I walked upto the Goddess and
looked up at her wanting her to feed me.
The Goddess smiled as she looked down on her doggie holding two bananas in his mouth looking at her
with his puppy dog eyes expecting to be fed. She held the handset between her head and her shoulder,
and the kind Goddess that she is, she took the bananas from me and then peeling them one by one she
dropped them on the tray. And then as if she was doing the most natural thing in the world, she crushed
both of the banana into a messy pulp under her soles. Next she lifted her right sole of her stilettos to my
face for me to lick clean - all the while talking on the phone, not paying any attention to me. This was
only the second or third time I was eating anything from the soles of her shoes but anybody else looking
at us would have thought that that is how I normally eat.
I looked up at the Goddess but she was busy with her talk. As I licked the banana from her stiletto soles,
I did feel that I was nothing more than a dog to her. My eating banana from her shoe soles was nothing
interesting for her to pay any attention to. She didn't laugh or giggle. She didn't get that dominant glow
on her beautiful face. That is how dogs eat. She is a Goddess, and a dog eating banana from her shoe
sole is normal behaviour. That was her attitude. I didn't know how to feel. On one hand I felt like sulking
as she was ignoring my eating banana under her shoes. On the other hand, I felt what right has a dog got
if his Goddess decides to ignore him. It is upto the Goddess to decide what she wants to do and the dog
has to just accept it.
Anyway I ate slowly hoping that Goddess will finish the phone call shortly. Eat from her shoe soles and
the tray well I don't particularly like eating from the tray. Goddess should just throw it on the ground.
And then without worrying whether her shoes are clean or dirty, she should just crush it under them.
And it is ready for her dog to savor. That is how it should be. Furthermore she should never ask me 'is
my shoe clean?' She is a Goddess and her shoes, feet always clean for her doggie. Any dirt on them is
not dirt for her doggie. I was licking her shoe soles slowly when the Goddess hung up and her attention
came back to me.
'You like eating like this?' She giggled as she saw me lick the banana of her shoe soles.
'Yes Goddess. This is the best way.'
'Let me feed you sweetie.' Saying that she gently kicked my head away. I looked up at her to face to
confirm if she was for real. She was smiling mischievously and her eyes shining with dominance.
Something in the phone conversation had changed her mood. She wanted to have fun with her doggie.
She cajoled sweetly. 'Come on my little doggie, lie down on your back, open your mouth and let your
Goddess feed you.'
Whenever she refers to herself as a Goddess, I know she is in dominant mode and she takes charge and I
don't have beg her with my servile urges.
'Yes Goddess.' I quickly turned around and opened my mouth eagerly. She laughed at my eagerness.
'You been so proper today at the function. Least I can do is feed you.' Her sexy shapely leg moved and
scrapped the banana off the tray with the edge of the toe of her sides of her shoe.
'Open wide doggie.' She said like she sweetly talks to dogs.
I opened my mouth widest that I could and she scraped the banana of the toe soles of her shoe against
my lower teeth and said 'Eat doggie.' I hungrily chewed and swallowed quickly.
'I like feeding my doggie.' She smiled and fed me the banana same way a few more times. Happy
beautiful Goddess, she patted my head a couple of times with her other shoe as she fed me.
'My good doggie.' She said as she scraped the last bit of banana against my teeth. 'You love eating like
this? Don't you?'
In place of replying like a human being I made happy dog noise and shook my hips as if I was shaking my
imaginary tail. She laughed.
'Coming to think of it, it is kind of sexy that you want to get your nutrition from the bottoms of my
shoes.' I looked up at her. Her beautiful eyes were shining with bedevilment. All the time I was begging
her to let me eat from her shoes and she was not agreeable and now she was herself leading me there.
She was looking at me with that dominant look which was telling me that there was a lot more to come.
So I bowed down my head to her feet worshipfully and kissed her shoes.
'Yes Goddess.'
'Earlier I was thinking it is a bit too dirty but then you are licking my shoe soles all the time anyway. So
there is no real difference between licking and eating from them.'
'Yes Goddess absolutely.' I felt grateful to her that she was repeating my logic as she seemed to be
making up her mind.
'I think it is very sexy that the very basic nutrition that your body needs to survive, you want to get from
the bottom of my shoes.'
'Yes Goddess. It shows how much your dog worships you. Reflects the depth of his devotion to you!!' I
said bowing her my head worshipfully at her feet.
She brushed her shiny silky hair off her beautiful face running her beautiful fingers through them. She
was settling down for a bit of fun. Grinning mischievously, she asked. 'You still hungry?'
Was I hungry? I am always hungry to eat from her feet or shoes. 'Yes Goddess. Very hungry!'
'What will you like to have?'
'Peanut butter honey sandwich Goddess!'
She laughed at my choice as she probably visualised how much mess it would make licking peanut
butter and honey from her shoe soles.
'Ok doggie, go get it!' She said nudging me with a gentle kick on my head.
From Childhood on - Part 12 (b) by fslaveus
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I ran quickly to the kitchen on all fours. How do I take back back to the Goddess a loaf of sliced bread,
peanut butter and honey. I can't hold them all with my teeth. I pondered and then put them all in a
plastic bag and holding the plastic bag with my teeth, I ran back on all fours to the Goddess.
She looked at me appreciativly that I was not using my hand to bring the food and carried it like a dog.
'Good doggie. I like it when you are just like any other dog.' She patted my head when I reached her.
I got up a bit on my knees and lifted my upper body up like a dog on standing on his back legs so that
she doesn't have to bend down to take the plastic bag from me. But she didn't take the bag from me
and instead told me to put it down on the tray. Placing the plastic bag on the tray, I looked up at her
expectantly at the beautiful face as to what to do next. Her eyes were playful and shining with
domination. She looked every bit of a beautiful dominant Goddess that she is.
'Ok doggie, now get the bread out.' She instructed.
Standing on all fours and I lifted my right hand to get the bread out of the plastic bag but she stopped
me.
'No not like that.' She said pushing my hand away with the toe of her shoe. I looked up at her face and
she was grinning playfully.
'Not like that.' She scolded me and placed the sole of her shoe on the back of my right hand to hold it
down.
'What are you doing?' She asked as she put her weight on my hand grinding it into the ground.
'Getting the bread Goddess.'
'Getting the bread? Put the other one down.' She said as she lifted her other shoe up. Figuring that she
meant my left hand, I brought it under her shoe and she placed her other shoe sole on top of my other
hand. Now both my hands were under her shoe soles with my plams facing the ground.
She gently increased the weight on both my hands and asked with mock sweetness 'Who are you?'
As she increased the weight on my hands, it hurt a little but at the same a feeling of pleasure swept
through my body. I was starting to feel hot as her shoes pressed my hands into the ground.
'I am your dog Goddess.'
'Good.' She reduced the pressure on my hands for a moment and then again increased the pressure on
my hands crushing them down a bit harder than last time and asked
'And what are these?' She asked pointing to my hands with eyes.
'My hands! Goddess.'
'What?' She said putting all her weight that she could from her sitting position, on my hands grinding
them into the ground. It hurt and I was somewhat surprised as it is not her basic nature to inflict pain.
She is a happy go lucky beautiful Goddess. She might sometimes playfully. I looked up at her. She had a
wide grin on her face. She was having fun.
'Let me start again. Who are you?' She asked sweetly.
'I am your dog. Goddess!'
'That is good.' And she increased the pressure on my hand 'And what are these?'
I knew she didn't wanted to hear the same answer but I was unsure what she wanted me to say.
'My hands Goddess.'
'Your hands??' She asked with raised eyebrows. She stood up from the couch onto my hands grinding
them with her full weight into the floor.
'aawwww!' I yelped as I didn't expect her to stand on my hands suddenly and little finger of my left hand
and the middle two fingers of my right hand bore most of her weight.
'Come sweetie. Lets try again.' She said sweetly and softly. Her full weight was on my hand. I looked up
at her. She was looking elsewhere as if she hadn't noticed my yelp. Standing straight, her shapely and
toned thighs and legs looked so firm and sexy disappearing under her dress. Despite the pain, I was very
aroused.
'What are you?'
'Your dog Goddess.'
'So what is this?' She said as she lifted her left foot off my hand and putting all her weight on my right
hand. My index and middle finger bore most of her weight and crushed badly under her shoe. The pain
was blinding though at the same time I was so turned on by her crushing my hand. Somehow I just
wanted to adjust my hand so that her weight was evenly distributed on my entire hand and not just my
fingers. I tried to suppress the pain as I was afraid that she found me in too much pain then she might
step down from my hand.
'Come on.' She said somewhat impatiently grind my hand even more. I was not sure what she wanted
me to say.
'Come on doggie. What is this?'
'My hands, Goddess.'
'Hands?' She paused for a second thinking. 'Ok?' She stepped off my right hand. The blood rushed to my
hand and I heaved a sigh of relief. However my relief was very short lived as she brought the heel of her
silettos on the back of my hand and stood on it with her whole weight.
The back of my hand hurt like hell. The heel was digging in between the bone. It was almost unbearable
but I didn't want to complain. Despite the pain I didn't want her to get down. I had never seen this
dominant side of her. I looked up her had beautiful face trying to hide the pain I was under.
'I know sweetie it hurts but you have to be strong.' She said very sweetly.
'Yes Goddess.'
'Ok. Let's start again. What are you?'
'Your dog Goddess.'
'My dog! That is right. And now what is this?' she said grinding her heel into my hand.
My mind was totally numb with pain. I couldn't think anything. My hand hurt. She expected me to come
up with the right answer.
'Goddess something that is meant to be used for serving you.'
She laughed at my attempt. ‘Nice try but not exactly.’
She put all her weight on the heel. She is a Goddess and I worship her. She has got beautiful sexy legs
and I had fantasized about her standing on me but this was too painful. Though it was not a pencil heel
but the pain was excruciating and tears swelled up in my eyes. Noticing that she softened a bit.
'You are so stupid. You are a dog. Have you ever seen a dog with hands?'
'No Goddess.'
'So what are these?'
'My front legs Goddess.'
'Front legs? Are you sure?' With her full weight on my hands, she twisted her heels one last time. I
yelped in pain.
'Yes Goddess. These are my front legs.'
She moved her heel off my hands and sat down back on the couch. I wriggled my fingers to get some
blood flowing and heaving a sigh of relief, i looked up at her beautiful face. She was enjoying this.
'Well when a dog is ordered to get a slices of bread out, do they use their front legs?'
'No Goddess.'
'You want to be my dog? don't you?' she asked sweetly.
'Yes Goddess. Very much.'
'Then you should get the bread out like a dog. I want you to be just like a dog.'
'Yes Goddess.' I got back on all fours. I was not to use my hands, ie my front legs. So I put my mouth in
the plastic bag and got the loaf of bread out. Now to get the slice of bread out of the the sealed plastic
bag was no easy task. I tried to open it with my mouth but it was hard and you need to hold the bread. I
looked up at the Goddess and she was watching my manuovers with interest. Her eyes prompted me to
get back to task at hand. Well it was not possible to get the bread out by just using my mouth so I got
down on my elbows and then closed my hands (front legs from now on) into a fist and holding the loaf
of bread between my front legs, I pulled on plastic with my teeth. There was no chance of opening the
sealed plastic properly so eventually holding the loaf of bread between my front legs, I tore down the
plastic with my teeth and slices of bread got scattered on the floor.
The Goddess laughed. 'My dog is so clumsy.'
'Now open the peanut butter.' It was a new big jar of peanut butter with a wide mouth. Again I held the
jar between my front legs and tried to twist open the lid with my mouth. It wasn't easy and since
Goddess's eyes were on me, I struggled and somehow managed to open the lid.
'Good doggie!' Then she gently tapped the jar into the rolling down position. Then placing left shoe on
the jar and holding it firm between her shoe and the ground, she brought her right toe into the jar
opening.
'Lucky my shoes have pointed toes.' She said as she got some peanut butter on the toes of her stilletos.
'Spread the bread doggie.'
I quickly grabbed a slice of bread with my teeth and placed it under her shoe and then placed another
one next to it.
'My doggie wants two sandwiches.' She said as the wiped the peanut butter of her toe soles onto the
slice of bread. As she lifted her foot after wiping the peanut butter, the slice got struck to the sole of her
shoe. Placing it back on the ground, she said 'Hold the slice down doggie.'
I quickly put both my front legs (my hands closed to form a fist, no finger and hands.) on the edges of
the slice. She got out whatever peanut butter she could out of the jar with her toes of shoes and then
spread it evenly on the slice with the full soles of her shoes.
'Ok doggie. Now open the honey.'
The lid of the honey bottle was so totally jammed. I struggled to open it, but it was not at all possible for
me to open it. So like a dog I held it in my mouth and tried to give it to the Goddess.
She patted my head. 'My doggie can't open this?' I nodded my head. She took the bottle from my mouth
and opening it she said 'You have to be a good dog. If you can't do something, you have to come to your
owner.'
Like a good dog, I nodded in agreement. She tilted the bottle as the liquid honey dropped on the slice on
the floor. Then she evenly spread the honey on the slice with the soles of the other shoe. Of course
when her shoe came down on the slice I held the edges of the slices with my front legs so the it won't
get stuck on her shoe soles.
'Good doggie. I like it when you are attentive.' Then she brought the bottle of honey on the other slice
and as she was about to tilt it drop honey on the slice, she stopped and smiled. Changing her mind she
tilted her right foot so that the soles of her stiletto was almost facing the roof of the room and let the
honey pour onto the sole of her shoe in stead of the slice of bread. 'It is better this way.' She said with a
smile. And then she wiped the honey from her shoe sole on to second slice.
I watched mesmerized as her sexy shapely legs moved as she wiped peanut butter and honey of her
shoe soles onto the slice of bread. The whole thing was so hot. I was trying to control this urge to go
crazy kissing her shoes. After she was satisfied that she has spread peanut butter and honey evenly on
the slices she ordered. 'Put the slices of top.'
Like a good dog I picked slices from the ground with my teeth and one by one placed then on top of the
slices on the ground. She brought both her feet and pressed her stilettos soles onto the slices, wiping
the residual peanut butter and honey off her soles on the top of slices.
'Dinner is server.' She declared with a laugh.
'Thank you Goddess.' I worshipfully bowed before her touching my forehead to the ground and kissed
her shoes thankfully.
All the movement of her sexy legs spread honey and peanut butter on the slices had me heavily
aroused. Everything about her was looking divine, holy and worshipable and I had this desire to degrade
myself more and more in front of her. So to eat the sandwich I didn't use my hands or anything, but
instead standing on all fours, I placed the side of my face onto the floor and then poking my tongue out,
I gently lifted the slice with my tongue of the floor and took as big a bite as I could. I tried to eat that bite
exactly how I had seen dogs eat. I chomped noisely. I wanted to be praised by her as to how much I was
eating like a dog.
'Well on one hand you call me a Goddess, then on other hand you had rather eat first than lick this off
my shoes.' She said with a mock upset face. 'Should a Goddess have to wait to get peanut butter honey
licked of her shoes while her dog eats.'
'Never Goddess. I am very sorry Goddess.' I said with all the sincerity and moved quickly to her shoe sole
and brought my full tongue out to lick clean her shoe soles. But she pulled her feet away.
'Sorry won't cut it. You ought to have your priorities clear.' She said slapping my face with the sole of her
shoe. I could feel the sticky feeling from peanut butter honey on my face.
'Yes Goddess. You are very right.' I said kissing her shoe apologetically. 'Goddess. I wanted to show how I
can eat just like a dog.'
'Not good enough reason.' She slapped me again on the face with the sole of her shoe. 'You ought to
have presence of mind and your priorities clear at all time. Me having to wait while you do other things is that okay.' She said giving me a third slap on the face.
'No Goddess. Never'
I earnestly started licking peanut butter and honey mix of her shoe soles. I licked hard working my
tongue around her soles as Goddess watched me.
'Since you like licking your food of my shoes, you know you are very lucky to be licking it from such
beautiful, sexy shoes and not just any ordinary shoes?'
'Yes Goddess, I am fully aware how beautiful, sexy these shoes are and how lucky I am to be licking from
them. However Goddess any shoe, sandal, flip flip or anything lucky enough to be touching your
beautiful Goddess feet no longer stays ordinary. For me the minute you wear it, it becomes worshipable
and is no longer ordinary.'
'You certainly know how to turn things around and flatter.' She said giving me a gentle affectionate slap
on my face with her shoe soles.
'No Goddess. Goddess to flatter is praise insincerely or excessively. Goddess, I am not saying anything
excessively or insincerely. I am saying most sincerely, how I feel deep down in my heart. For me
Goddess, you are the most beautiful Goddess, everything about you, even the spec of dirt on the soles
of your shoes is worthy of worship. There is nothing ordinary about you.' I said with utmost sincerity
bowing my head worshipfully at her feet.
'You are very sweet doggie.' She said sweetly patting my head with her shoe sole affectionately and said
in a light way. 'I like your clear-headedness about this. Very good doggie you are.'
I just love it when she talks to me sweetly like she talks to puppies. Well if you have been lucky enough
to lick honey from the soles of shoes of a Goddess, you would know it is almost impossible to lick them
totally clean. Or if you are a Goddess and have had your doggie lick the honey of your shoe sole, then
you would know that no matter how much your doggie licks, your soles still feel a bit sticky when you try
to walk. It is almost impossible to get totally clean. Well the Goddess realised that.
'Well I don't think you will be able to lick them totally clean. Maybe lick them later.' She said
withdrawing her shoe from my tongue.
'Yes Goddess. I will lick them totally clean later in the evening.'
'No sweetie, Not in the evening. I know you like licking my shoes, which is nice but at the same time i
don't want you to spends hours doing it.' She said tossing silky shiny her hair back. She looks so cute
when she does that. 'Now that you are on holidays and I want a full time servant at my beck and call all
the time. Anything I want, you should be there - to cater to my every whim and fancy. Anything I need,
you should be there to serve me. More like a slave than like a servant.' She giggled. 'With mind and body
totally devoted to my comfort, convenience and worship. I don't want you to spend half your holiday
licking my shoes.'
'Yes Goddess.'
'You have to lick them clean later. After I go to bed.'
'Yes Goddess.' I bowed before her worshipfully touching my forehead to the ground.
She continued her train of thought 'Yes after I go to bed is a good time. While I am awake, I want you
here.' She said pointing to the floor next to her feet. 'You don't have to get up early during holidays
anyway. So you can spend an extra hour every night before you go to bed.'
'Yes Goddess. Your flip flops, shoes, sandals, heels or any footwear that touches your holy feet during
the day, I will clean them thoroughly like new every night. During the day I will lick them as well but
won’t spent as much time.'
'Yea that will be better. They had better be super clean since you like eating from them.'
'Yes Goddess. They will be super clean every morning.'
And she giggled 'And your tongue is the only thing you used to clean them? Top, sides, soles or whatever
- you use only your tongue? Isn't it right?'
I didn't now how to respond to this simple, normal question from the Goddess. She finds it ticklish that I
use only my tongue, makes here giggle. Well that was what I had told her and had boosted that her
being Goddess, even her shoes are worthy of worship and something worth of worship - you clean them
the best you got. However the truth is I have used things besides my tongue. She looked at me with her
beautiful eyes and read the confusion written over my eyes.
'So you haven't been using your tongue?' She was surprised. 'The way you act, I didn't think you would
miss any chance to get your tongue onto my shoes.'
'No Goddess. I haven't. But Goddess as the same I to look after the shoes.'
'Okay?' She was trying to anticipate what I was upto.
I lowered my head to kiss her shoe and clearing my throat, I started. 'Goddess I will explain. See the shoe
you are wearing. It is not only very beautiful and sexy but is also very expensive probably made of the
real good leather.'
'Of course, I don't like buying any cheap stuff.'
'Yes Goddess. Earlier when I would clean a shoe as expensive as this, I would lick it clean with tongue
everywhere, tops, edges and soles. I never missed one corner.'
'I know. Now what's changed?'
'Goddess I noticed that if I lick the top, every time the top gets wet, and any leather if it gets wet again
and again with my saliva, the leather will deteriorate and it will start looking old.'
'So Goddess, I decided that only part of the beautiful, sexy shoe that I should lick or get wet is only the
soles. So Goddess, I lick ONLY the soles of an expensive leather shoe like this. And Goddess for the top
and the sides of the shoes, I don't lick them. I rub my lips on them - using my lips as some kind of cloth
or some kind of brush - I clean them by rubbing my lips real hard on them. And Goddess as my lips are
only moist so it doesn't damage the leather.'
Hearing this she started laughing lightly.
'Goddess, did I think right?'
'Of course sweetie, I like it how you pay attention to my shoes. '
Boosted by her comment, I continued a bit charged. 'You know Goddess when I am cleaning them with
rubbing my lips over then, I get such a strong urge to lick them everywhere. I am a dog and you know
Goddess, all dogs have this natural tendency to lick everything but I know I have to have control and not
just get carried away. So despite having the urge to lick them everywhere I lick only your shoe soles.
These shoes touch your beautiful, sexy feet, so despite being a dog I should have enough character not
to lick the tops.'
She started laughing. 'Very good doggie.' And she gave me a gentle affectionate pat on my face with her
shoe sole. 'Your Goddess is very pleased with your attention to detail.'
'Goddess sometime something gets struck, say some dried mud or chewing gum or something that
won't come off no matter how much I lick or rub my lips, you know Goddess what I do?'
'What?'
'Goddess I get my tooth brush and very gently brush you shoe to get rid of it.'
'Your tooth brush?' She laughed somewhat disbelieving.
'Yes Goddess.'
'And after clean my shoes with your tooth brush, you brush your teeth with the same brush?' Her
beautiful eyes said she knew the answer but just wanted to confirm.
'Yes Goddess.'
She laughed a little surprised. 'Show me your teeth.' I opened my mouth and she had a look. 'Well they
are not black anything but you are a bit crazy.'
'But Goddess, I thought about it and I didn't know what else to do. I didn't want to scrape them with my
teeth in case I leave my tooth mark all over your beautiful shoes. Then I got a shoe brush but then I
thought human beings use shoe brush for their shoes. If a shoe brush has to be used on a beautiful
Goddess's shoe also then what would be the difference between a Goddess and normal human being.
Using a shoe brush for a Goddess's shoe would be like disrespecting the Goddess's shoes and the
Goddess. There has to be some difference between how a Goddesses beautiful, sexy shoes are cleaned
and how other shoes are cleaned!'
Smiling at my talk, she said half serious half joking. 'That right sweetie .'
'That is why, I use my tooth brush Goddess.'
'That is alright sweetie. You are a good doggie. You have to keep doing the best you can for your
Goddess. You can keep using your tooth brush to clean my shoes....however I want my doggie to have
good healthy teeth and gum. If you want to be my doggie you have to strong and healthy and that
includes teeth as well.'
'Yes Goddess.
'Goddess shall I how you how I do it.' I said enthusiastically. There was not much new for her to see. But
the kind Goddess she is, she slid her foot out of her shoe. Her beautiful sexy foot came out. What a
beautiful Goddess foot! Perfect from all angles. As she wriggled her toes driving me crazy. I so so wanted
to kiss and lick it and worship it. The smell of her foot sweat mixed with the leathery smell, I inhaled
deep and was in heaven.
'Come on.'
'Yes Goddess.' I quickly got up from my belly to be up on all fours and ran to get my tooth brush. Getting
back I picked up her shoe and said
'Goddess that is how I do it.' and starting licking the soles.
'Noooooo!!!' She started laughing as if I did something stupid yet again. She lifted her foot up and
showing me the soles of her beautiful foot, she pointed to my face with her toe. Being a good dog, I
understood perfectly and brought my cheek next to her beautiful feet for her to slap. She swung her
sexy leg and slapped me hard on my face with her soft beautiful foot. The soft, smooth Goddess foot
touching me.
'Have you ever seen a dog pick up shoe with his front legs.' She asked. If wasn't like she was upset or
angry. She was smiling and enjoying sort of playing with her dog. 'Or for that matter see a dog go and
get his tooth brush with his front legs.'
'No Goddess.' She gave me another hard slap with her beautiful Goddess soft foot.
'How many times will I have to tell you before you will get it in your stupid head?' Another hard slap!
Getting slapped by her soft, sexy foot!
'Sorry Goddess.' I begged most sincerely kissing her foot worshipfully. She placed her foot back on the
floor. I felt a tinge of disappointed as I was hoping that she would go on slapping me.
Back to work, with my face against the floor I brought my tongue out and poking it under the sole, I
managed to turn her shoe upside down. Then I tried to lick the soles. It is hard because the shoe moves.
So closing my hands and placing my knuckles around the shoe to hold it, I looked up at the Goddess to
see if she approved.
She nodded smiling 'That is ok. My doggie can use his front legs like that.' She leaned back tilting her
head. 'I have seen other dogs do that.'
I licked on the soles a few times. It was already clean so i turned her shoe around clumsily like a dog.
Then putting my front legs around the shoe to stop it from moving, I vigorously rubbed my lips against
the tops and edges of the shoe. I tried to make sure that no saliva should escape from my mouth to dirty
her shoe by wetting them. My lips were getting sore from rubbing but I continued till I had rubbed them
everywhere.
'Goddess that is how I do.'
'Oh sweetie, your lips are all red and look sore from rubbing so hard.' She was looking at me admiring
smiling eyes.
'Yes Goddess. Your shoes are precious. I have to do my best, Goddess.' I said kissing her shoe. 'Goddess
sometime despite my most vigorous rubbing my lips, when some thing doesn't come off, I use my tooth
brush.'
Saying that I picked up the tooth brush with my teeth and holding it in my mouth, I placed my front legs
around the shoe to stop it from moving and gently started brushing with my tooth brush on the edges of
her soles. Watching me, she started laughing.
‘Do you know you looking particularly ridiculous?’
I tried to be more clumsy and ridiculous to elicit more laughter from her. After brushing a few times, I
placed the tooth brush back on the floor.
'That is how I clean Goddess.' I said feeling somewhat proud.
'And now you brush your teeth with the same brush!' She confirmed.
'Yes Goddess.' I bowed my head touching my forehead to the ground and continued ‘Though
Goddess sometimes I feel that I should not use the same toothbrush for my teeth.'
'No?' Used to my slavish behaviour, she was surprised. 'Knowing you, I thought that you said you love
doing it!'
'Yes Goddess, I love it but....' I paused and made a very innocent face and spoke like a child 'You know
Goddess, last time I was brushing my teeth after cleaning your shoe soles with it, I felt that the brush
was telling me something.'
The Goddess generally enjoys my slavish, at times, far fetched talk, makes her laugh. Seeing one coming
she played along and just smiled prompting me to go ahead.
'You know Goddess. I felt that tooth brush was telling me that it has just cleaned the Goddess shoe soles
and is no more an ordinary toothbrush to be just cleaning someone's teeth. It said it was too special and
someone like me should worship it.'
'Did it?' She likes my slavish talk when I degrade myself. Suppressing her giggle, she asked innocently 'So
what did you say to the brush?'
'Goddess. I told it that I totally understand that it feeling superior having cleaned your shoe soles. When
I had licked clean your shoe soles for the first time, the dirt from the soles of your shoes had tasted
better than anything I had ever tasted and I had also felt like the top of the world. But I did not become
so arrogant. So I told it that it a great honour and privilege to be used for cleaning the shoe soles of a
beautiful Goddess like you but at the same time it should not become too arrogant and proud and stay
humble.'
'Yes, that is right sweetie. So what did it say?'
'Goddess, it wouldn't listen to anything I say. It says that I should worship it since it cleans your shoes.'
She laughed at my talk and then asked with pretending to be somewhat serious.
'So what have you decided?' I felt that I had to degrade myself more.
'Goddess. I am thinking since I worship your shoes and since it cleans them, in a way it is natural that I
should worship it.'
She laughed at my surrender to the tooth brush that got lucky to be cleaning the Goddess's shoes.
Taking charge she said with a decisive air
'No sweetie you don't have to worship it. You worship my shoes - that is enough. I have seen you
worship them. You worship them just like you worship me...with so much devotion. So no need to
worship the tooth brush! Just treat it respect that a tooth brush deserves that has cleaned my shoes.'
'Yes Goddess.' I bowed down before her touching my forehead to the ground reverently accepting her
decision.
'Goddess, I still don't know whether I should clean my teeth with it after I have used to clean your shoe
soles. Goddess if I have to treat it with respect, maybe I shouldn't anymore use it as an item of daily use
for me.'
She smiled down at me sweetly. 'Come on. Pick up your tooth brush and clean my shoe soles with it.'
'Yes Goddess.' Like a good dog I bowed before her and I picked up the tooth brush from the floor with
my teeth. Then I placed my front legs around the shoe to keep it steady and started rubbing the tooth
brush onto her shoe soles. The Goddess sat patiently watching her dog clean her shoe soles for a few
moments.
'Ok Sweetie, now put this tooth brush in your mouth and brush your teeth with it.'
I hesitated. I am a dog and dogs don't hold tooth brush in their hands to brush their teeth.
'Come on.'
I picked up the tooth brush with my right hand somewhat unsure. I didn’t want to use my front legs as
hands. I think she understood my dilemma and smiled sweetly. ‘That is alright, put it in your mouth and
brush your teeth with it!’
I did as she had ordered and started brushing my teeth with it.
'That is good.' She smiled down at me kindly. 'You know sweetie after you clean my shoe soles with your
tooth brush, you don't have to listen to anything that the toothbrush is saying. You have my permission
to brush to your teeth with the same toothbrush that you cleaned my shoe soles with and you don't
have to worry about what it says. Ok?' Saying that she patted my head with her foot gently.
'Thank you Goddess.' I bowed my head touching my forehead to the ground. 'Goddess you are most
kind.'
'I am not kind. You are such a good dog and deserve this privilege.'
'Thank you Goddess.'
'Also sweetie I know where you are coming from when you use your toothbrush to clean my shoe soles
but I still prefer that you rather used your tongue and lips to clean my shoes. No matter how dirty my
shoe soles are, if you keep licking them again and again and again, eventually they will clean up.'
'Yes Goddess.'
'You can use your toothbrush on rare occasions but 99 times of 100, i would want you to use only your
tongue or lips. Actually unless it is very expensive leather shoe, use only your tongue - for top of the
shoe, soles everything.'
'Yes Goddess.'
'Ok that is enough brushing your teeth. I want to go change. Go get my flip flops.'
'Yes Goddess.' I bowed before her touching my forehead to the ground and quickly ran to all fours to
fetch her flip flops.
---------------------------------------------------to be continued.....
From Childhood on - Part 13 (a) by fslaveus
My Summer Holidays
---------------Well it was holidays so I had nothing to do. Nothing to do other than, of course, being the dog of the
beautiful Goddess, being at her beck and call, being her servant, being her slave, being her whatever she
wanted me to be. Can life be any better! I chose not to go out of the house at all. Because when I go out
and see my friends or other people then I have to act differently. I can't be the dog and I can't go out on
all four with the Goddess holding my leash. I have to be somebody else. And that doesn't feel anything
one tenth as good as being the dog of the Goddess. Also when you are a dog of a Goddess full time
without any break, it starts getting more and more into your skin. You start feeling more and more like a
dog. You start thinking like a dog. The Goddess starts looking more and more beautiful. You look at her
beautiful face. Her sexy body. Her toned legs. Her beautiful feet. Her shapely bum. Her full breasts. Her
shiny flowing hair. Whenever she walks, I watch the sexy sway of her hips. Her happy, beautiful green
eyes. To say that she looks and feels divine starts looking like a huge understatement. Of course she is
divine. If she is not divine then who is. And when you can be in the presence of someone divine, when
you can worship her, when you can serve her, when you can be her dog why would you want to do
anything else. I want to be her dog full time right next to her. If I can't be right next to her then I want to
be serving her in some way, eg washing her clothes, cleaning her room, bathroom etc.
My typical day would start by getting up an couple of hours before the Goddess wakes up. After doing
some household chores, I have a shower and dress up. As I am not allowed into her bedroom when she
is sleeping, so like a good dog, I wait outside the Goddesses bedroom door on my hand and knees for
the Goddess to wake up. Sometimes I don't have to wait long and other times I wait for over two hours.
Two hours may sound too much but whenever the Goddess comes out I want to be there to greet her
and kiss her feet. I can't risk Goddess coming out of her room and me not being there to kiss her feet to
wish her Good Morning. So like a good dog I always wait patiently for the Goddess to come out and
greet her by kissing her feet. Goddess likes to sleep in light cotton sleep dress that has thin straps on the
shoulder and reaches about 5 inches above her knees. After a good night's sleep the Goddess walks out
in with the thin cotton fabric falling nicely along her curvacous body often clinging to her round curves.
Her face fresh from a good night's sleep she looks every bit of the Goddess that she is. That is one of the
Goddess's look that I feel very privileged to see. Other people look at the Goddess other times of the
day. But they are not privileged to see her morning fresh look.
As soon as she opens the door and steps out of her bedroom, I straightaway bow down from my all four
position to touch my forehead to the ground and I stay like that totally without moving for around 20-30
seconds and then I start kissing her feet. Goddess was curious and one of day she asked me.
"Whenever I first come out in the morning, why do you stay there still for a while with head touching
the ground in place of kissing my feet straightaway? Why don't you go crazy like any other normal dog
would when they see their owner first thing in the morning?"
"Goddess. I worship you. I say a prayer quietly "
She smiled. "I understand.....do it loud."
I started "O beautiful Goddess, I start this day feeling so so so so thankful and grateful to you that you
let me be your dog and let me serve you. For me Goddess that there is no bigger pleasure or honor than
to serve you and be your dog. Goddess today, whole day, for every single second, I will try my best to
think of nothing and absolute nothing but about being your dog and serving you and pleasing you in
every single way that I can. Goddess today, every bit of energy that I have I will spend in serving you and
trying to please you. I will totally and completely obey every single wish or command of you. Goddess if
something is of minor convenience for you and it causes me huge inconvenience or pain, even then I still
have to do it because you are a Goddess and I have to serve you with every single bit of everything that I
have." I touched my forehead worshipfully at the feet and concluded. "Goddess, please bless me that I
spend my day like this."
A bit flattered, she laughed and patted the top of my head with the sole of her designer slip ons and said
in a lighter vein "you have my blessings for such noble endeavours".
"Thanks you Goddess."
She giggled. "That is a nice way for my doggie to start his day."
"Yes Goddess.' I started kissing her feet.
Typically when I start kissing her feet after worshiping her, she pats the top of my head with the soles of
her designer slip on and talks sweetly and playfully to me.
"'How is my little doggie?" "Did my doggie had a good night's sleep?" "My doggie is going to spend
whole day serving me today and do nothing else!. What a good little doggie I have!" She talks to me
exactly like a Goddess would talk to her puppy when she sees him first thing in the morning. And I
respond the way any good dog would. I try to make affectionate dog noises and turn my head around
and start licking the soles of the slipper that was patting my head. Sometimes she playfully pins my face
down to ground, not letting me lick it. Other times she lets me lick it clean and then offers the other
slipper sole to be licked clean. Some times she tells me to keep my tongue out and not move and wipes
her slipper soles on my tongue. Sometimes after letting me kiss her feet once or twice, she tells me to
make her some fruit juice or some lemon water. Sometimes she gently kicks away my kissing face
dismissing me to go clean her room or do some other chore . It depends on what mood Goddess is in.
But irrespective of what mood Goddess is in, I always always feel very good. I am so aware that I should
feel really grateful and privileged that a beautiful Goddess like her is letting me kiss her feet, letting me
be her dog and permitting me to serve her. Anyway that is how my day starts.
I have begged Goddess a few times to let me sleep on the floor next to her bed. I put my logic forward
that that I am her dog after all and it is the best place for a dog to sleep. Also if she has to go to restroom
in the middle of the night, I will be sleeping right next to her bed and will be able to offer her to put on
her slippers on top of my head. Before the school holidays she always said she will consider this during
the school holidays. So I had my hopes up and on my second holiday, after she had her breakfast, I
prostrated before her, placing her flip flopped feet to top of my head and begged her to let me sleep
next to her bed on the floor that night. She kept saying no and I kept begging.
She finally said "Look sweetie, I know where you are coming from and earlier I thought I would let you
but now I don't think it is a good idea. You won't get a good sleep and after a few days and lack of sleep
will cause your energy level to go down. And I don't want a servant who is always tired, lacking energy.
Or a dog who is always exhausted from lack of sleep. Whenever I am up, I want you to be at my beck
and call bursting with energy.' She looked at me with pity and smiled 'Okay Sweetie, you serve me so
well and I want to keep it that way. So you sleep in your bed at night" She had finality in her tone.
But I had my hopes so I was really disappointed. She noticed my fallen face and tried to cheer me up.
"See sweetie, these summer holidays, I want you to become my best servant or slave that one can have
and you need energy for that. If you are not sleeping properly, you can't be one and will be lacking
energy. '
I was very disappointed. I mean I had always imagined to be with her twenty four hours a day during my
holidays. Noticing my disappointed face, the Goddess cajoled me sweetly. 'You want to be the best
servant or slave that I can't have. Don't you?'
"Yes Goddess. Very much. Please Goddess, please try it for a few days. Goddess, you will find I have
same energy, actually more. Please please" I begged.
"No you won't. Also sleeping in my room, you will go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and
disturb my sleep as well."
Stupid that I am, I continued. "Goddess, I will be very very quiet. I won't disturb you at all Goddess."
"I said noooo!"
"Please please Goddess. I won't disturb your sleep." I begged earnestly.
"So when I am telling you that you sleeping next to my bed on the floor will disturb my sleep, you are
telling me it won't?"
"No Goddess. I mean Yes Goddess. What I meant was........" I didn't know what to say and my voice
dwindled off.
Smiling at my audacity, she looked at me from top to bottom and then slapped my face with the soles of
her flip flops. "My little doggie wants to argue with me?" She slapped my face with flip flops again. The
first slap was from the front part of her foot but second one had a lot of heel as well. I saw stars.
"When I said it would disturb my sleep, you had the courage to say it won't. Wow! What an obedient
nice little doggie I have. Come on keep your face up." She said lifting here her foot.
One by one she gave me four hard slaps with the soles of her flip flops. I love the way her sexy leg moves
when she slaps me with her feet.
"Sorry Goddess." I tried to wriggle out of it but was not sure what to say.
"Sorry won't cut it. If you really think of me as a Goddess, you wouldn't cross me like this."
Well all I wanted was to be at her feet 24 hours a day. "I think you need to do some serious thinking.
Maybe some punishment"
I looked up to her beautiful, divine face with both fear and anticipation. Is she going to slap me more
and more? Oh I love it when she slaps me with her soft, beautiful hand. Or with her soft, beautiful feet.
It warms my whole body up inside and outside. She probably read my thoughts and smirked "It is not
what you are thinking stupid." and then she announced the punishment.
"Next 3 hours you are confined to your bathroom to sort out your head. It is almost 10 am so I don't
want you out of there till 1 pm."
This was the first time, she had given a punishment like this. I was not expecting this. Somewhat stunned
I said.
"But Goddess what I meant" I can't remember what I said as my head was confused but I don't
remember I spoke for 1-2 minutes trying to defend myself against this punishment. The Goddess didn't
interrupt and let me talk patiently. When I finished and looked at her, I knew I should have stayed quiet.
"I don't think three hours will be enough to straighten your head. Add two more hours. Till 3 pm you are
grounded!"
Then I saw the wisdom in staying quiet. So I worshipfully bowed down touching my forehead to the
ground in front of her beautiful feet. I tried to kiss her feet but she pulled them back and then kicked my
head away.
"You are a bad doggie. Arguing with your owner. To your bathroom right now."
Not wanting to further annoy her, I got up quickly and went on all four to my bathroom.
What a quick change of fortune. A couple of minutes back I was trying to be with the Goddess for full 24
hours and here I was in, confined to my bathroom for next five hours! I felt lost and alone. I didn't even
had her shoes or any footwear to lick or kiss. In the night when I go to bed, I always take with me to bed
her shoes or sandals or flip flops that she had worn that day or the previous day and I lick their soles for
half an hour to one hour imagining the Goddess to be wearing them. It feel so warm in my heart to be
able to lick the soles of the footwear she had just worn. I lick them and I kiss them, marvel at their
beauty. Each one of her footwear looks so so beautiful and sexy to me. I invariably feel a little bit of
jealousy that they touch the Goddesses feet. And then before finally sleeping, I place them on either
side of my pillow. I imagine the Goddess to be wearing them and standing with her feet on either side of
my head, sort of protecting me. That is such a nice feeling. Me sleeping with my head between
Goddess's feet, protected by her. That is how I should be - with my head between her beautiful, holy
and sexy feet. And not to mention having her foot wear so close to my head has this advantage that
whole night I inhale the aroma for her footwear. That smell of worn leather mixed with the smell of her
foot sweat with a tinge of her sweet body odour. And when I wake up, first thing, I place them up on my
face and kiss and lick the soles. As I kiss and lick the soles, I always imagine the Goddess to be wearing
them. Somehow whole night I feel the Goddess is near me.
But now I was in my bathroom. What do I do in the bathroom for 5 hours? 5 hours is a long time. I didn't
even have her shoes that I could lick the soles of. I have her shoes in my bedroom and also I had her
used panties there. I thought of going and getting them but Goddess had clearly used the word
'confined to the bathroom'. Stepping out of the bathroom to get her shoes or panties would be clear
violation of her command. I didn't want to be a dog who doesn't obey her Goddess so I decided to stay
in the bathroom. But 5 hours is a long time. I lied down on the floor and fell sleep.
When I woke up it was around ten minutes to three. Perfect - I thought. At sharp 3 pm I quickly rushed
out on all four to the living room. Goddess was sitting on the couch half reclining. Such a beautiful
Goddess. She always looks very beautiful to me but not having seen her she looked even more beautiful.
Reaching her I started kissing her feet on the recliner like crazy like a dog who has seen his owner after a
long long time. I showered them with kisses on the top, soles, side every single bit of them. Her
beautiful, sexy feet, I had been away from them for 5 long hours. Now that they were in the reach, I
wanted to express all my devotion to the Goddess by my passionate, soulful kisses. The Goddess
pleasantly watched me go crazy kissing her foot. After a while she gently slapped me on my cheek with
her beautiful soft foot sole and said
'Enough!' Normally I would have kept kissing her feet for a few more seconds but this time I stopped
that very second and touched my forehead reverently on the floor in front of her divine feet.
"Okay sweetie, I can see my doggie missed me a lot but first let me know what did you think?"
What did I think? I just slept all that time.
She brought her foot under my chin and lifted it up making me look at her beautiful face.
"Any insights sweetie?"
I tried to think quickly but I had just woken up ten minutes back. She saw my blank face trying to come
up with something and shook her pretty head.
"Sorry Goddess, I just fell sleep and have just woken up."
"I can see that." She said disapprovingly. "Remember I had told you to think about things and sort out
your head."
Seeing my blank face, she laughed. "Ok sweetie to your bathroom till 7 am tomorrow morning."
"But Goddess...."
"Till 9 am tomorrow."
I was stunned. She had never ever given punishments like that. I always thought of her as a loving, kind
Goddess, a totally worthy of worship. Being away from her is the worst punishment she could inflict.
"Yes Goddess." Crestfallen I dropped my head in total disappointment at her beautiful, sexy feet and
then slowly got on to all four and started crawling away to my bathroom.
"Come here sweetie." She called me back sweetly. I turned back. She had lifted her left foot and
knowing what to do, I slided my head under her foot.
She started patting my head and my cheeks with her foot and said sweetly "You want to serve me the
better than anyone has served anybody? Don't you? The best slave that anyone can have?"
"Yes Goddess very very much. I want to serve you with my everything. With every single drop of my
blood. With every "
She interrupted me and patted me affectionately with her foot on my cheeks. "I know sweetie. You are
very sweet!" She continued rubbing her foot affectionately on head and cheeks. "You can be the best
doggie or servant that a Goddess can have. But right now you need to do some serious thinking about
how to do that. Today is the second day of your holiday and and you got three months of them. There is
more to being a slave or doggie of a Goddess than just licking her feet, shoe or being her doormat.
Investing some time in thinking would be so good for you."
I wanted to say that I could do thinking in the night when she is sleeping etc but I just kissed her soft,
beautiful foot that she was rubbing on my cheek and said
"Yes Goddess."
"Ok sweetie, go and think what your Goddess might want more from you." She said gently slapping my
cheek away with her foot.
"Yes Goddess." I bowed my head touching my forehead at the ground in front of her divine. "Goddess,
can I say something before I go."
Her look said go ahead.
"Goddess, you are the best, the most beautiful, the most kind Goddess that anyone can have!!"
She smiled. "Of course sweetie." "Now go."
Well that night I didn't sleep much. Had a lot of thinking to do.
Next morning, at 9 am sharp, I crawled out on all four. She was in the living room. She was wearing this
sleeveless white cotton dress that reached up to around four inches above her knees showing of her
sexy toned legs. It fitted really well against her ample breasts. Her hair casually tied back in a bun, she
looked gorgeous. The first thought that crossed my head after looking at her was that how very very
lucky I was in the presence of such a beautiful, divine creature. How lucky I was to be the dog of such a
beautiful Goddess.
Unlike yesterday, I didn't rush to her like crazy kissing but I walked on all four feeling every bit of respect
in my head that her divinity was worthy of. Reaching her I prostrated before her worshipfully.
'O beautiful, divine Goddess, I, your doggie, your servant, your slave, your worshiper abjectly bows at
your holy feet and greet you with a very Good Morning. Goddess I exists only to serve you and please
you. Goddess, I feel that I am so lucky and so so privilege to be in your divine presence. Goddess I am so
so grateful to you that despite being so so superior to me in every imaginable way, you consider me
worthy of serving you."
"That is nice sweetie." She said acknowledging my greeting. After exchanging pleasantries, which
involved my kissing and licking the soles of her sandal and her gently patting me with them, she asked
me "What did you think? I don't want a long talk from you. Just five or six lines which are most
important."
I was scared. I didn't want to say the wrong words and end up back in bathroom. She could see I was
nervous and scared. She laughed and said encouragingly "Come on sweetie. Don't be so nervous."
I thought carefully. "Goddess, I totally adore and worship everything you but I am too indulgent.
Goddess, I indulge in licking the soles of your footwear too long because that is how I convey my love
and affection to you. Goddess, I indulge in kissing your feet and being your doggie but I don't spend
enough time in thinking what you might need or how to please you. Goddess, I am too selfish and too
indulgent. I should ask you more often what I can do to..."
She interrupted me "Not just ask me more often. You should try to think and anticipate. Without me
telling you, you should try and figure out what I might need or what might please me. Rightly now
whatever I say, you do that like a good servant. Actually you are excellent in that. But next step for you
is that I shouldn't even feel the need to point it out to you. You know me so well."
"Yes Goddess. I will try my best."
"Of course sweetie, you just have to try and slowly you would get better and better. And you are spot on
about being too indulgent. You pay way too much attention to my footwear and my feet. Some good
attention you have to give, because you are my doggie and I am your Goddess. And a Goddess shouldn't
have to wipe her shoe on doormat like everyone does. So you have to lick my shoe soles clean instead of
using doormat when I come from outside. But other times you start licking my shoe soles with an
abandonand totally forget everything else."
"Yes Goddess, but I keep lick them to express the love, affection, respect and worship I feel in my heart
for you. Goddess whenever I am near you or I see you, my heart gets so full of worship for you and that
is how I express my worship."
"I know sweetie and I think that is sweet but you have to control it a bit. So many times I want you do
something or I want to do something and you are there licking my soles or my shoe soles so full of
affection and worship that I feel 'oh my poor doggie. he is so full of affection and worship, let him lick
some more.' And I just stay there waiting for you. Because I don't really want to spurn you affection. So
you have to control and think like this 'Okay here is my Goddess. And all I want to do is lick her shoes
soles all the time to express my love and affection. But Goddess doesn't want that. So I should have
some restraint and think what the Goddess might need or what I should do next.' But your attitude is
'Here is the Goddess and I am licking her shoe soles and to hell with the rest.' All the affection is really
nice and I really like it but not when it gets excessive."
"Yes Goddess. I totally understand. I am sorry Goddess."
She patted me sweetly on my cheeks with the soles of her slipper "You don't have to say sorry. That was
one stage, I really enjoyed it and it is not dead but you have to naturally evolve to the next step."
"Yes Goddess, I totally understand."
I stayed quiet for a while thinking. "Also Goddess, I thought"
"That is enough sweetie. Whatever you thought you show me in your behaviour." Changing topic she
asked "How was your night?"
I looked at her a bit scared wondering if that was another trick question which if answered wrongly
would send me back to bathroom. She read my thought and laughed.
"Relax stupid. No more sending to bathroom now." She said gently slapping my cheek with sole of her
slippers as if trying to snap me out of my stupor. I still looked a bit dazed and scared to she tried to put
me at ease. She playfully brought both the soles of her slipper right next to my face and said "See I have
been wearing them since yesterday morning and no one has licked them clean for me." She teasingly got
this damsel in distress look on her face - looking so cute and so innocent. "See how dirty they are."
Saying that she dangled her slipper almost touching my face.
"I have been feeling so dirrrttyyy." The word dirty sounds so sexy in her sweet melodious voice. I looked
between her slippers at her beautiful face and that teasing shine in her beautiful green eyes and I knew
my ordeal was over. And strangely I burst out crying.
"Oh my poor little doggie. It was too hard being confined to bathroom for one day." She tried to calm
me down. "It is ok now. It is over." She said as she wiped my tears with the soles of her slippers. I looked
at her between my tears and her happy face totally convinced me that my ordeal was over. I don't know
why but I wanted to cry some more.
"Goddess, I don't know why but I want to cry some more. Can I please cry some more Goddess?"
"Of course sweetie. If you want to. It is not good to bottle up emotions."
I was lying on my back so I lowered by head to the floor and I sobbed. Then a thought crossed my head.
"Goddess, you said your slipper soles were very dirty as no one had cleaned them?"
She thought I was done with my crying and was about to start licking them clean. "Of course, see how
dirty they are." She said bringing her slipper soles so very close to my face.
"Goddess, I have a request? Actually a favor to ask you?"
She motioned with her beautiful eye to continue.
"Goddess you said these slipper soles are very dirty. Goddess can I wash them with my tears? My tears
are very pure. I still feel like crying some more"
"Oh my God!!!" She exclaimed in disbelief "That is so so so romantic." She corrected herself "No
romantic is not the right word so so so worshipful or so so sweet." Then she looked down at me. "Of
course sweetie you can do that."
So I slided my head under her slipper soles and she let her leg muscles loose to let me position her
slipper on my face in any position I wanted. Next few minutes I cried letting go of all my pent up
emotions. I still didn't know why I was crying but as tears came out of my eyes I tried to wet the soles of
the slippers with my tears by sliding my head under her slippers. My tears almost stopped but some bit
of her slipper soles were still dry so I forced myself to bring some more tears till every bit of her slippers
soles were wet. And then I stopped crying.
"That is good sweetie. It is good to cry some time and purge all your emotion." She said.
"Goddess please have a look. Every single bit on the soles of your holy slipper is wet with my tears."
"Let me see." She slided her pretty behind slightly to the edge of the couch and lifted both sexy legs and
tilted her feet to have a good look at the soles of her slippers.
"That is all your tears?" She looked so pleased almost not believing.
"Yes Goddess. Every single bit. Not I one drop of anything but my tears."
"Ohhhhh that makes me feel so special......so something!" Her beautiful divine face was glowing. "I
mean there are a lot of other beautiful ladies who have some servant/slave ready to lick their footwear
soles clean at the drop of the hat. But I bet none of them ever dreamt of washing their Goddess shoe
soles with their tears. That makes me feel so special." She paused and sat up more erect and proud and
ran her finger through her soft, silky hair, brushing them back. "I feel like a Goddess more than ever."
I didn't know what to say. She looked regal and every bit worshipable. All those tears and helped me
purge my emotions. So I just stared at her toned sexy legs and beautiful feet. Since She had lifted her
feet up, I got a glimpse of her upper thigh and the darkness beyond. I want to worship her
"I have the best doggie in the world!!!" The Goddess was so pleased. I wanted to say that no I am not
the best doggie. You are the most beautiful, divine Goddess but I just stayed quiet. As she brought her
legs down, I respectfully held her slipped feet in my hands and pointing to them I asked
"Goddess may I lick them clean for a very through clean."
"Of course. That is what you are for." She said with a smile.
"Thank you Goddess" Saying that I slided my face under her slipper soles and started licking with my
everything. That is one of my favorite position. Every single part of the Goddess's divine superior body is
above every single part of my body. My tongue licked hard against the soles of her slipper. Goddess had
said that nobody had cleaned them for the whole day. That was very true. For last two years, soles of
every single footwear the Goddess had worn had been licked throughly clean by my tongue that very
night if not sooner. So these where the dirtiest footwear to adorn my Goddess's beautiful feet. I wanted
to make them the cleanest. So I licked really strong. Besides the normal dirt on her soles, I could taste
the saltiness of my tears. I shouldn't use the word dirt because whatever it was before it touched the
Goddess's slippers, after touching the soles of Goddess slippers it was no more dirt. Somehow it became
divine as well by touching divine Goddess's holy shoes. So I licked the divine offering from the beautiful
Goddess's holy slipper soles. I heard the Goddess laugh above me. I figured it must be that Goddess
found it amusing the passion with which I was licking the soles of her slippers. But somehow that
laughter brought me back to senses. Otherwise I was licking her slipper soles with total abandonment.
The words that rang into my mind was 'Do not be indulgent.' I had lost track of time but a few minutes
must have passed in my reverie that I got into licking her slipper soles. Controlling myself I licked soles of
both the slipper one last time and then slid my head out from under her feet. Gently placing her
slippered feet on my hand, I looked up at her beautiful face.
She looked very surprised. I explained "Goddess I could lick your slipper soles for hours. But Goddess I
am not sure if you had some breakfast. If not Goddess, then may I have the honor of bringing you divine
Goddess some breakfast?"
She looked surprised. "Did the sun rise in the west today?" She said laughingly. I didn't know what she
meant so she elaborated. "First time in the history of dogkind, my doggie has actually stopped licking my
footwear soles on his own!!!"
"Goddess I never stopped licking them on my own?"
"Never ever!!! You would always keep licking them as if there was no tomorrow. Didn't matter what I
wanted or not. Every single time I had to say enough. Actually most of the time I had to kick you away
like a bad doggie because you wouldn't even listen."
"I am sorry Goddess for being so indulgent."
"No actually I didn't mind. You would be like totally blissed out licking my shoe soles as if that is all there
is in this world and nothing else matter." She laughed. "It is sweet in a way. I liked you devotion.
Sometime I would like you to do that. But my doggie has to become the best servant slave as well and
strike a balance between his doggie and slave duties." She said affectionately patting my cheeks with
her slipper soles.
"Yes Goddess. What will Goddess like for breakfast?"
"Toast with avocado, cheese, tomato and some fresh orange juice."
"Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess." Saying I quickly bowed at her feet and went on all four to the
kitchen.
I brought her breakfast, she had moved to the dining table. After serving her breakfast, I slid under her
chair from the back with my face up. Goddess's sexy, shapely bum was resting on the chair. I gently
lifted her right foot and supporting it with my hand I started licking the sole. But she brought the toe of
her slippers against my chin giving me a gentle push so I slided a bit forward. She rested both her feet on
chest and asked me
"how was the day in the bathroom?"
"You already know Goddess, it was very hard." I could make out that Goddess was in the talking mood.
She smiled as if trying to decide as if to come out with something or not. Making up her mind she said
"You know it was very hard for me as well."
Now was my turn to get surprised. Why was it hard for the Goddess? It didn't make sense.
Humbly I said "I don't understand Goddess."
"Well......." She paused pondering about what and how say. "Well I am so used to having my doggie,
doing something stupid.....that I somehow missed. I felt bored and sort of alone without you around my
feet, kissing them or licking my shoes, and doing your doggie type things etc. You know."
Her words in her sweet, melodious voice were the most beautiful music for me. This beautiful, divine
creature had missed me!! Had missed her lowly doggie! Her lowly dog was missed by this gorgeous,
beautiful Goddess. Me being her dog meant something to her. That I had always felt that while I couldn't
do without my Goddess, she could easily do without her dog. Every dog has this natural desire to be
own and wanted. My heart was so full of worship for her.
"I was thinking that I was punishing my doggie but in the process I punished myself as well. So stupid of
me." She laughed at herself in that self deprecating manner as though she did something stupid. Oh she
is so genuine, so honest. Nothing artificial about her. "I have to be careful next time how I punish my
stupid dog."
Then she brought her attention to me and she said affectionately "You know you are a very stupid dog
who makes her Goddess suffer." Saying that she raised her right foot. Figuring that she wanted to slap
me with her slippered foot, I quickly slided a bit more under the chair and positioned my face to receive
her slap. The beautiful, holy soles of her slipper came and slapped me hard on the cheek. "Stupid dog,
you have to be always good so I should never have to punish you." She lifted her foot again and slapped
me.
“Well it is not just who has been thinking. I did some thinking last nite as well.”
From Childhood on - Part 13 (b)
Summer Holidays.....
I was happily licking away at the soles of her slippers but that stopped me in my tracks. After being
punished to be in the bathroom for whole day, I felt nervous about what the Goddess might come up
with next. I looked up her beautiful divine face with butterflies in my belly. I wanted status quo like it
was on yesterday morning. Why did I ever want to sleep in her room. Everything was so beautiful.
“Well I have been thinking that you are constantly trying to be more and more like my dog, more and
more like my slave...” She paused to take a sip of orange juice.
My heart started beating wild. My doggie future hinged on her next few sentences.
“And I try to hold back a bit. Last night I questioned myself why do I hold back. Why don't I let you be as
slavish and as dog like as you want? I couldn’t find any reason. I think I unnecessarily hold myself back."
She looked at me with a smile - like one smiles when when is about to give a dog a bone " I think I
should just go with the flow and not try to hold things back.”
Her words, spoken in her melodious voice, were like the best music for me. I started kissing her slipper
soles like crazy in happiness. She laughed slapping my face with them. “I knew you would like it.”
“Very much Goddess.”
“Well sweetie the good news for you is that from now on - I am not going to hold you back. I will let you
be as slavish as you want." She said in a decisive tone.
"Why say no and then when you keep begging, I eventually give in anyway.” She said smiling and
shaking her cute head as though she had done somethings silly. Such beautiful and yet so down to earth
Goddess.
“Yes Goddess. You are most kind Goddess.” I bowed before her beautiful, sexy feet touching my
forehead to the ground.
She laughed. “Don’t get too carried stupid. It might get hard for you as I might get very strict.”
I didn’t know what she was thinking but the use of word ‘strict’ by her somehow had my whole body
warm up.
“Goddess, I was always try the best that I can.”
“I know. I got these rings, get them from the car.”
These were the type of rings they using in rhythmic gymnastics. Around one metre or three feet in
diameter. I was not sure what she had in mind.
Well when I fetched them Goddess instructed me to place one of the ring right next to her dining chair
where she was sitting and eating.
“okay sweetie. Now get some small bucket of water and a clean cloth. Maybe a hand towel and scrub
the floor inside the ring.”
So I went and got a small bucket and a small hand towel and went down on hands and knees and started
scrubbing the floor.
The Goddess laughed. “No not like this stupid. Remember you are a dog. Dogs don’t use their front legs
to hold towel.”
“Sorry Goddess.” I dropped the towel to the floor.
“Now stick the towel in your mouth so that some of it is sticking out.” I did what she said. “That is good.
Now soak the towel in the bucket and now scrub.”
From my hands and knees, I got down on my elbows and knees and holding the hand towel between my
teeth, I started scrubbing the floor with the towel. Noticing how awkward it was for me, she laughed
“You didn’t think being my doggie was going to be easy”.
I wanted to tell the beautiful, laughing Goddess that it was an honour to be her dog but only ‘mmmphhh
mmmphhh” sounds came out of my mouth which made her laugh.
“Okay sweetie don’t stop till I tell you.”
Holding towel in mouth, standing on my all fours, I started scrubbing the floor inside the one meter ring.
In around two three minutes I had scrubbed the towel hard everywhere in the ring. When I thought it
was super clean, I looked up to the Goddess with my eyes saying it is very clean. But she straightaway
slapped me with the soles of her slipper. “Didn’t I just say, don’t stop till I tell you. You don't listen!!”
So I kept scrubbing. In ten minutes my neck was sore. But I kept doing it. With every passing minute my
neck became more and more sore and in around twenty five minutes my neck got so sore that I could
barely move it. Goddess noticed that and laughed.
“What is wrong with you? Why did you stop?”
“Mmph mmmph.” She giggled.
“Take out the towel out of your mouth stupid.”
“Goddess my neck is so sore that I can barely move it.” I tried to move my neck to demonstrate how
sore it was but I could barely move it. She laughed and taking pity on me, she said. “Ok that looks clean
enough.” I feel of relief had just come over my face and she said teasingly with a giggle "But another 15
minutes won't hurt."
"Since you are my doggie and can't use your front legs so you will will have to do a lot of things with
your mouth so some good strong neck muscle would be handy."
I picked the hand towel from the ground with my mouth and started scrubbing the floor. In two minutes
my neck was very sore again. The Goddess was looking me with interesting eyes. "I know sweetie it is
hard but it is not going to be easy being my doggie." I looked up at her divine face. How beautiful she is.
Somehow I felt so lucky that a beautiful Goddess like her is letting me be her dog. Forgetting all soreness
in my neck I scrubbed the ground hard and vigorously trying to please her. After around 10 minutes she
said
“Put the towel away and get some fresh water in the bucket.”
That gave me neck some need relief. Goddess had told me to get fresh water in the bucket so I knew my
ordeal was not yet over. So I shook my neck in every possible direction to relieve the sore muscle.
Placing the water bucket next to the ring and I bowed before the Goddess touching my forehead to the
ground, waiting for her next command.
“Ok sweetie, what do you reckon the floor is clean now?” She asked in a teasing tone.
“Yes Goddess. It is very clean.”
She made a face as if trying to assess how clean it was. “I think it needs to be cleaned a little bit more.”
“Okay sweetie, why don’t you be a darling and lick it clean.” She said sweetly.
She had never ordered me before to lick the floor. Whenever I ate from shoe she would always tell me
to get the food in a tray or a plate. I lick her shoes and her feet but those are divine. I have never licked
the floor. I raised my eyes towards her divine face. The dominant look at her face told me that what she
told me was nothing out of ordinary. Yea, she is right. Dogs lick water, milk, things off the floor. So what
am I thinking. I lowered my head and licked the floor. She laughed.
"That is like a good doggie."
I took a few licks off the ground. My mind was confused. Licking her shoes etc is different but licking the
floor. She stretched herself out sliding her shapely bottom on the couch making herself very
comfortable. I just glanced at her sideways and my eyes fell on her full breasts. Oh my God those were
so full and big and nice. A feel of awe and admiration swept through me. Not wanting to be caught
looking at her breasts, I turned my eyes away which now fell on her sexy, toned legs. Since she had
slided her shapely bottom on the couch her dress was crept up a bit showing off her luscious upper
thighs. Such creamy, smooth and sexy thighs. My mind was full of total worship for her. As I licked the
floor, occasionally I would cast a glance at her toned thighs. How lucky I was to be in the presence of
such a beautiful and sexy Goddess. As she rested comfortably, how privileged I was to be licking the
floor where this divine creature had set her foot on. Every now and then she would run her delicate
fingers through her shiny loose hair sort of brushing them.
"Not like that sweetie?"
I looked up at her radiant face with a question mark on my face.
"See you are trying to clean this up. Start from this side and lick five or six times in one direction." She
said stretching her sexy leg out to point to one side of the loop.
I did as she had told me and looked up.
"Now in this case sweetie it was very clean to start with. But imagine it if it was dirty all the dirt from the
area you licked would on your tongue?"
"Yes Goddess."
"So now you don't swallow that dirt. After a few licks you dip your tongue in the bucket of water and
scrape it with your teeth. So that the dirt goes from the floor into the bucket of water and you don't
swallow any dirt. You get it sweetie?" She asked sweetly.
I nodded yes.
"That is good. Slowly bit by bit you lick and clean the entire area in the loop."
"Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess for guiding me." I said bowing and touching my forehead in front of
her divine feet. And I started licking the floor again.
"Not like that stupid. How do I get it into your head?" She pondered and for a few seconds and then she
laughed. "Okay stupid. You know how you mope the floor with mopper. You start from one side
gathering dirt in the mopper. When mopper can't hold any more dirt, you rinse it in water and squeeze
it clean and mop where you left off. Right?"
"Yes Goddess."
"You do exactly the same sweetie but in place of mopper, you got your tongue." She giggled. "Just use
your tongue as the mopper to mop to the floor."
She started laughing. "Yes that is right. Remember the mopper never sucks in or swallows any dirt. It just
picks it up from the floor and puts into the bucket. So think of your tongue as the mopper and do with
you tongue exactly what a mopper does. That way you don't swallow any dirt from the floor."
"You get it sweetie?" She asked cheerfully in between her laughter.
"Yes Goddess." I bowed worshipfully at her feet. Then I started licking the floor. I licked where I had left
off and licked acting as if to pick up some dirt (which was non existent) and then after a few licks, I
rinsed my tongue in the bucket of water and then I started licking some more.
"You got it right now sweetie." She cheerfully watched me as I licked the floor.
"Sorry sweetie it was my fault. I shouldn't have told you to lick the floor. I should have told you to mop
the floor with your tongue."
As I mopped the floor inside the ring using my tongue, picking up the dirt with my tongue and dipping it
in the water and scraping it off, she watched me amused and giggling at times.
"Take your tongue out a lot more. You know how dogs and get their tongue out all the way!"
She let me mop the floor with my tongue for around 10 minutes before she was satisfied.
"Ok sweetie now this is your food area. From now on, this is where you will eat your food from. Ok
sweetie?"
"Yes Goddess."
"You hungry sweetie?"
"Yes Goddess."
"Go get some cereal and milk."
She poured the cereal from the box out on the floor and opened the milk carton. "Cereal with milk! A
nice breakfast for my doggie." She said with a slight giggle. Slowly she poured the milk over the pile of
cereal. Some of the milk got soaked by the cereal other just flowed around forming a puddle.
"Ok sweetie - breakfast ready for you?" She asked smilingly.
I looked at her beautiful face with a no in my eyes and pointed to her feet with my eyes. Smiling she
reached her sexy, toned leg out placing the toes of her slipper on the pile of the cereals and start
twisting her foot grinding it into a mish mash. I watch as her other beautiful foot joined in making the
most delicious breakfast that I could have had. Both her slipper soles were wet from the milk with a bit
of cereal struck to them here and there. She saw my stare at them with hungry, longing eyes and smiled
"looks yummy to you. doesn't it?"
"Yes Goddess. very much." The white milk against the light brown soles of her slippers, and slightly
darker brown cereal stuck to them - it looked like a beautiful painting. I looked at it mesmerized when
she asked bringing her slipper soles closer to my face.
'Ok sweetie. Ready for you?"
"Yes Goddess." Saying that I bowed once before her and then took my tongue out as much as I could
and brought it closer to her slipper soles like a connosieur about to take a fine delicacy. But before I
could lick, she pulled her foot away. I looked up at her beautiful face.
"Aren't you forgetting something sweetie?" I tried to think. I knew that first I had to lick her slipper clean
and then eat from the floor and not the other way around. That is what I did. I just looked up at her with
a blank expression.
"Well if that is what you want then that is what you do. Go ahead and eat your breakfast." She said
rather indignantly bringing her slipper soles closer to my face for me to lick.
I knew she was not pleased. So I begged. "Goddess. You are a true Goddess. Your doggie is really stupid.
Please tell him what he didn't do right. He will always remember and never make the same mistake
again."
"Well... you are stupid all right." She paused and said haughtily "....well I made you the breakfast. Don't
you think you ought thank me or express some gratitude?"
Then it struck me what I did wrong. "Goddess I am very, very sorry for not having worshipped you
before I ate. I am truly sorry." Saying that I abjectly touched my forehead to the ground in front of her
feet.
"You should be sorry. After all it was you who wanted to worship me all the time. I shouldn't have to ask
you, unless of course if you don't want to worship me anymore."
"No Goddess, please, I want more than anything to worship you and treat you like a Goddess. You are so
beautiful and for me you are a Goddess." I said bowing before her and kissing the ground respectfully.
"Well if I am a Goddess for you, then you must show it. Goddess are meant to be worshipped. That is
what the Goddesses are for. You shouldn't call me Goddess and then forget to worship me." She said
slapping my cheek with the soles of her slippers. The milk and the cereal splashed against me cheek
making her laugh when she was trying to be upset.
"Yes Goddess. I am very, very, very, very sorry. From now on whenever I have to eat - before that I will
always worship you." Saying that I bowed my head at her feet worshipfully.
She started wiping the milk and cereal struck to her slippers on top of my head, laughing to herself as
she thought she was dirtying my hair.
"Not just before eating. Even at other times. You are on school holidays. You got a lot of time. You call
me Goddess so you should worship me a lot." The beautiful Goddess haughtily demanding that I worship
her a lot.
"Yes Goddess. I do. Very much Goddess."
She finished wiping her slipper soles at the top of my head placing them on the ground.
"Yet you forgot." She said smiling. "I don't think you deserve to eat from my beautiful, sexy slippers."
She pulled her holy feet away from my head. She wanted to play. She want me to beg more. So I begged
earnest.
"Goddess. I am very very very very sorry. Goddess, I will never ever make this mistake again. Please
forgive your stupid dog. Goddess, you are a kind Goddess. Please forgive your stupid dog Goddess."
Running her slender, beautiful fingers through with her shiny, lustrous hair, she sat up straight proud
like a Goddess and said "Well we will have to see if I can forgive. If I am pleased with your worship,
maybe I will." She said playfully.
I bowed before her trying to think of the right words. Wasn't sure what to say. So I looked at her. Her
beautiful face. Her shiny, smiling, happy green eyes. Her shiny, lustrous hair flirting her beautiful face.
Her easy relaxed white cotton dress, fitting so smugly on her full, ample breasts reaching a 3-4 inches
above her sexy toned thighs. Her beautiful, toned legs. As I lowered my head, I saw the sexy,
smoothness of the back of her thighs as her dress has slided up since she was sitting. How can anyone
look at her and not worship her? I decided not to think of any flowery words and just come out plan
with how I was feeling.
"Goddess, I don't know the way I can worship you that pleases you. All I know is that when I look at you,
I don't see a human being. I just see a beautiful, divine Goddess and my mind full with a desire to
worship you. Goddess I can't see you without getting a strong desire to worship you. Now I am supposed
to worship you in a way that pleases you and I don't know what to do different. Whenever I am in your
superior presence, my mind is always full of worship for you. When you are not around, and I see your
anything - your clothes, your shoes - I feel that those belong to Goddess and those are so lucky to have
been used by you and to have touched your slender, curvacous body and i want to worship them. When
I am not in your presence, when I can't see anything belonging to you or used by you, and I just think of
you, I want to worship you, I want to be next to something that has touched you or touched you feet.
Goddess I can't think of you of any time or situation when I don't want to worship you. To look at you, to
think about you is to worship you. You are so beautiful, you are so kind. I worship everything about you with everything that I have got. And I am so grateful to you for letting you worship me in your divine
presence."
Looking pleased and her beautiful red face glowing proud, she let out a slight laugh "Okay. Not a great
worship but very honest. I will accept that and forgive you." Saying that she brought her slippered feet
again on the pile of cereal and twisted it around to get some milk and cereal on to them.
"But mind it, while I know that your mind is full of worship for me but I want you to go beyond that.
Every day for some time, I just want you must sit still and doing nothing and just worship me. The more
you will worship me like that the better servant slave you will be. So every day i want some time set
aside when you are doing nothing but have your head bowed at my feet and are worshipping me. You
have so much time these days."
"Yes Goddess." I said bowing before her divinity at the feet.
Then she lifted her beautiful, sexy feet and presented the slipper soles to my face "Eat." She said with a
smile. I hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday. First I licked her slipper sole and then the cereal and the milk
from the floor as she sat above me, watching me, looking amused.
"From now on you will only eat from the floor like you are eating now. " She asked sweetly patting my
head with her slipper soles. I tilted my head to kiss them but she pressed my head down sort of telling
me to keep eating.
"There will be another circle like this in the tv room - and these two area are your food area."
"Yes Goddess."
"No more plates, no spoons or forks. No nothing. Your tongue, your mouth or your teeth is the only
thing you can use to eat." And she giggled and said. "And no using your front legs or back legs." It still
amuses her and makes her giggle when she mentions my hands and arms as my front legs.
"Yes Goddess." I said as I licked the milk off the floor like a dog.
"And the rules about doggie food area are very strict. Doggie is not allowed to step into the doggie food
area with his front or back legs. The only part of the doggie that will touch there is his tongue and his
mouth. The only other thing that will probably touch this area are my shoes or slipper soles that I
happen to be wearing when I walk around."
"Yes Goddess." I said in between the licks on the floor.
"Regarding cleaning this doggie food area, I don't want you to use anything beside your tongue and
water. No soap, detergent or chemical as those might get left over and getting mixed up with food, even
in small quantities they can cause problems."
"Yes Goddess." I had licked off most of the cereal and milk of the floor. But some last bits remained. I
would try to lick them with my tongue but my tongue would just slide them. I didn't know how to pick
them up with tongue without using something else along with my tongue. So I opened and rounded my
mouth around the bits of milk and cereal and sucked them up. She laughed. "My doggie is improvising.
Good doggie. I want the floor throughly clean and all the food in your belly."
She continued her train for thought. "From now on you will eat all your food from these two doggie food
areas. Any food outside the food area you are not allowed to eat. You get it stupid doggie?"
"Yes Goddess your stupid dog understands but has a question. Goddess if you are sleeping or outside,
and he is hungry, he will put some food in the food area and eat it?"
"You tell me!" She said sliding her shapely bottom comfortably into the chair "Keep in mind what you
said about being totally devoted to me? Do you think that will increase your devotion to me?"
I tried to think quickly. Earlier I almost ate without worshiping her. She had forgiven me for that.
"Goddess I am very stupid. Since I want to be totally devoted to you, I should eat only from your shoes
and also only after worshiping you. Goddess, that will make me more and more devoted to you."
"That is right. From now on, you will have to eat all your food only from my shoes after worshiping me
and in my presence. That way you will associate your most basic need - to eat - with my shoes.
Whenever you are hungry you will have to wait. and you will be thinking of my shoes and my feet first."
She laughed and said sweetly "Isn't that nice?"
"Yes Goddess that will be really nice. Goddess that will so much increase my devotion to you."
"That is what you wanted sweetie." She said sweetly. "You are no more allowed to eat any other way.
You are not allowed to eat any other way from now on. Strictly!!" She giggled.
"Yes Goddess." I bowed before her touching my forehead to the ground as if accepting the will of God
(Goddess in this case.)
"Okay sweetie, tell me how that will change things for you."
"Yes Goddess, I often have my breakfast before you get up. Because I do cleaning or other chores so I
get hungry and eat. But from now on, no matter how hungry I get, I will have to wait for you till you get
up. Goddess each one of my meal will have to be touched by your beautiful, holy footwear and I will eat
only when you feel like blessing my food."
"And you know Goddess what I will do when we go out for whole day?"
'Go on.' She sounded interested in know what I have come up with.
"Goddess, what I will do is that I will put my lunch in the doggie food area. Then Goddess after you have
stepped on it, crushed it and blessed it with your holy shoes, I will put it in my lunch box and have it
later in the day when we are out."
She smiled. "I like how you are thinking and but don't you think it is too complicated?" Her eyes were
shining with dominance and the expression on her face said that she wanted me to come up with
something better than that.
I didn't know what else to say. That is the best I could think of and I had thought that would please her.
"Yes Goddess, it is a complicated." I didn't know what else to say or how to simplify it. She had this
dominant glow on her beautiful face and she had thought of something.
"Goddess you tell me. Goddess your dog is really stupid."
She laughed "No you are not stupid. You top in your class without even making an effort - something
that I could never do."
"But you are a Goddess. And you are so beautiful. A Goddess doesn't need to worry about all that petty
stuff. Your worshipers are supposed to all that stuff and earn money and treat you like a Goddess and be
grateful that you let them be in you divine presence. A Goddess shouldn't have to worry about that
stuff. That is for mere mortals like me."
"Okay. That is nice way to look at things." She said with a slight laugh "But tell me."
"Goddess what I will do is I will pack the lunch and when we go out what I will do is that with my lunch
box I will carry the flip flops that you had last worn. So when we are out, I will take my food to the
bathroom or toilet and eat it with your flip flops."
"Ewwww...You are disgusting." She slapped me with the soles of her slippers once again. "I told you to
simplify it and not more complicate it."
"Sorry Goddess. I don't know. Goddess please guide me. I can't think clearly but you are a superior
Goddess."
She slapped my cheek with the sole of her slippers and laughed. "My doggie has lost all the confidence
in his ability. Stupid you have to keep it simple. If you eat from the doggie foot are from my feet then
that is the only way you eat. So when we go out you don't eat. Simple as that."
"Yes Goddess."
When we go out, you will have to go hungry. We might be out for a long time, maybe whole day but you
don't eat anything. Whole day you will be looking at shoes and getting more and more hungry and by
the time we get home, you will be starving. And then I will feed you from shoes that you have seen
whole day and since you will be starving by then, those shoes will look the most beautiful things in the
world. And that will make you so much more devoted to me and my shoes."
"Yes Goddess. That is very simple and yet very clever. Goddess please make me more and more devoted
to you" I begged her earnestly.
She laughed "I will. Don't worry."
"I have to make you strong and devoted. I might be very hard and strict. You might have to go hungry for
a long times so I could build your character of totally and complete devotion."
She laughed. "Also I might tease you, test you and make you go through hardship - just like they train a
dog. You know what I might do?"
"No Goddess."
"Well in the morning, I might drop some ice cream or some cake or something you like in the food area
but I might not touch or crush is with my shoes and go out for the day. So you will be home whole day,
not having eaten anything since the morning and starving and you will see all the tasty food like a
starving dog till I come home and feed you with my shoes. Don't you think that will be a good way to
test you?" She asked smiling wickedly.
"Yes Goddess. It is a very good way." Then bowing my head at her pretty feet, I started kissing them
everywhere. "Goddess, I feel so so so so good when you come up with idea to make a better servant
slave. Mostly it is just me who is begging and you oblige. I feel so happy inside and so grateful inside like
I am feeling now whenever you come up with ways to make me a better servant slave." I continued
kissing her feet. "Goddess please test me like this, or any other way, give me as much beatings as you
want, give me as many punishments as you want, I want to prove to you that no matter what I will
always always worship you and be devoted to you. "
"I know sweetie and I will."
"Yes Goddess, the way you thought, I will worship your your beautiful shoes which touch your beautiful,
divine, holy feet even more. Goddess then not only your shoes are beautiful, holy and worshipable for
me but my very existence would depend on them. Without the worshipable soles of your worshipable
shoes supplying me nutrition, I wouldn't even survive, so I will have naturally have to be very very
grateful to them."
She laughed at my train of logic enjoying my servility and joined in "Yes. I didn't think like but that is true
- you very existence would depend on my soles."
"Yes Goddess, I am already starting to so so grateful and so so worshipful to them."
"Oh my God! We haven't even started yet and you are already more grateful." She laughed.
"Yes Goddess. Very, very much. They fed me just now. Goddess, it is so nice of them to feed me.
Goddess, from now every time I eat, they will make my meal a holy divine offering of the Goddess. I feel
so so so grateful to them." Saying that I gently lifted her slipped feet and started kissing the soles
worshipfully. I gave them strong, passionate kisses.
"Goddess I fell like conveying to them my deep felt gratitude. Goddess can I please worship them and
convey to them how grateful I feel to them?"
She laughed "Of course sweetie. You can worship my shoes any time and as much as you want.
I kissed the soles of her slipper. "Oh beautiful slippers of the divine Goddess. For me the minute you
touch the holy, beautiful and sexy feet of the Goddess, you became divine for me and I have never
looked at you without getting a desire to worship you. You would remember last night after Goddess
had gone to bed I had worshiped you for 10-15 minutes. But from on you will play a very vital roll in my
life. From now on my life depends on you. Without you providing me nourishment from your superior
holy soles and I wouldn't survive. I am complete and totally at your mercy and I worship you and pray to
you to let me eat from meals from you superior soles. I depend on your kindness for my very existence
and without you I wouldn't survive. Now when I am begging you to be kind to me, I am fully aware that
compared to you, I am nothing. I am not worthy to be your servant or your slave. I am not worthy of
licking the superior dirt that touches your from your superior soles but I beg you please take pity on me.
My very existence depends on you. I beg to you and pray to you to that you please let me lick and eat
my food from your superior holy soles. I totally and completely bow before you and worship you. I most
humbly beg you to please let me eat from your superior soles."
She laughed lifting her feet and playing along she said sweetly 'Sweetie, my slippers have considered
your request and they are very pleased with your worship and they have decided to let you eat from
their superior soles. But you have to keep worshiping them every single day to keep them happy."
I started kissing her slippers. "See beautiful holy shoes, I am very very grateful to you. I will worship you
all the time. Not only you are worshipable for me but also the ground where your superior soles touch
the ground is totally worshipable for me." Saying that I started licking the floor where the Goddess
slippers had been resting on the floor. She burst out laughing loud as she brought her slipper clad feet
on to my head and starting grinding my head to the floor making me lick the ground hard. When her
laughter subsided she increased the pressure grinding my face hard into the floor so I couldn't lick and
said
"You have totally convinced my shoes of how much your worship them and I think they will be very kind
to you." Then getting up she asked "Ok sweetie you know all about about how you are going to eat
now?"
"Yes Goddess. What about the liquid things?"
"Liquid things?" She sat down back on the chair "I haven't given any thought. maybe the same way.
Maybe drink from a dog bowl? What do you think?" And then she answered herself "Let's not make it
too complicated and keep it simple. I will just pour it on the floor and you lick it off. You want some
more milk sweetie?"
Like a dog I nodded and waging my imaginary tail, I barked "Woof!"
Picking the milk carton from the table, she poured some milk on the floor. And then without waiting for
me she brought her slippered feet on milk and slowly she rubbed her slipper soles on the floor where
the milk was. When she was satisfied that every bit of milk on the floor has been rubbed by her slipper
soles, she lifted them up for me and said to me sweetly "Lick Doggie." Like a hungry, thirsty dog I licked
her slipper soles and when those were licked clean, I started licking milk off the floor. When you lick of
the floor only a little bit of milk goes into your mouth, rest just flows away so I made my mouth round
and started sucking the milk of the floor. She laughed and commented - "Well the milk has to get into
your belly. Doesn't matter how."
I sucked and licked and sucked and licked the milk from the floor as she sat there happily watching me.
"After you suck all the milk, make sure you lick the floor throughly clean because I will be walking
around here and I don't want to walk on sticky floor." When I had licked it clean, she got up and asked
"So your food and drink is all settled?"
"Goddess one question. What about water?"
"What about it? Just lick it off the floor." She said walking away. But then on second thoughts she asked
"Why do you ask specifically for the water?"
"Goddess, because I do all the chores, I get very thirsty. Goddess, I need to drink a lot of water. If I lick of
the floor I will be spending half my day licking the water."
She laughed as she probably imagined me doing that. "Let's go to the lounge room. We will talk about
the water there."
I crawled behind her on all four as she was walked to the lounge/TV room. My eyes were glued to the
sexy sway of the hips as walk. How beautifully her dress would touch her sexy, smooth legs as she
walked. I felt so lucky and privileged to be crawling behind this gorgeous, divine creature staring so
closely at her behind.
Placing her sexy, shapely bum on the recliner, she asked "you tell me sweetie how do you want to drink
water?"
I prostrated before her on the ground and placing her slippered feet on top of my head, I suggested
"Goddess it get quite hot and I get very thirsty when I do the cleaning and washing and all the chores
around the house. So Goddess I am thinking of having a big bowl of water, a real big one that can hold 34 liters of water placed in your bathroom..."
"Why in my bathroom?"
"Goddess we could place it anywhere but your bathroom is the best because just before you are going
to have a bath or a shower, you could just wash your feet in it and then I will be able to drink from it
whole day."
"That sounds all right." She giggled. "Whole day my doggie day drinking the water that I had washed my
feet in the morning."
Feeling pleased that she had agreed I asked her if I should get bowl of water for the day and I quickly got
it when she said yes.
Placing the big bowl at her feet, I bowed before her and prayed "Oh beautiful divine Goddess, please
wash and clean your feet in this water and make it holy so that your servant, your slave, your
worshipper could drink it whole day."
Smiliingly she slipped out her feet out of her slipper and put them into the water. "Of course sweetie, I
don't want my doggie to go thirsty whole day." And then she started rubbing her feet against each
other. That just took my breathe away. It is really sexy when the Goddess rubs here feet against each
other. Two beautiful, sexy feet of the Goddess rubbing against each other. I looked mesmerised. She has
no idea what it does to me. After around a minute or so of rubbing her feet against each other, she
pulled them out of water.
"Ok. You happy sweetie. You can drink it whole day now."
"Yes Goddess, you are very kind and generous." I bowed before her worshipfully. "I will go and place it in
the bathroom." Saying that I picked up and took it to her bathroom. However on the way, some thought
crossed my head and I brought it back.
"What happened?" She asked a bit surprised.
I placed the water next to her feet and bowing before her touching my forehead at her feet I begged
"Goddess, can I humbly and most respected fully say something?"
"Go on."
"Goddess you had said that anything that I eat or drink has to touch your shoes or your footwear.
Shouldn't Goddess same rule apply for liquids including water. Goddess this water has washed you holy,
divine feet but still has not touched your shoes. Goddess if I drink this holy water, would this be violation
of you rule that everything I eat or drink must have touched your shoes."
"That is true but I don't want these nice slippers getting wet. They will get ruined."
"Goddess, will you give me a minute." When she nodded in agreement, I quickly ran to her room on all
fours and picked her flip flops that she had worn between my teeth and ran back to her. I prostrated
before here and then taking the flip flops from my mouth, I placed them respectfully on top of my head.
"Goddess. you expressed the desire that I should eat or drink something only after it has touched your
shoes. Your wish Goddess, is the command of the Goddess. Goddess please grant me the privilege to
wash these beautiful flip flops that rest on top of my head in this water and then I will be drink this
water. Goddess, that way I will be able to honor your wish that everything I drink I should have touched
your shoes."
She started giggling. "Well....I think that is a bit too much that you wash my flip flops and then drink that
water and I would have thought washing my feet in it would have been enough. But like I said I am not
going to hold my doggie back. You can be as slavish as you want." She brought her feet on top and
sliding her feet into her flip flops, she took them off my head and brought them next to my face. "Ok
sweetie you have my permission."
"Thank you Goddess. You are most kind."
I carefully took off her left flip flop with my teeth. Then I dipped it in the water letting it go from my
teeth. As it floated on top of the water, I pushed it under the water with my face, I licked and washed
every where tops, soles, sides of the beautiful flip flops. After a minute or two of washing I took them
out and placed them respectfully on the floor. Then I did the same thing with her other flip flop. She
watched with an amused smile on her face. After both the flip flops were done, I drank some of the
water like dog. "Thank you Goddess for letting my wash your beautiful flip and then drink the water."
"You are welcome sweetie." She said pleasantly. "I was thinking that maybe it is too much but now
having seen you do it, I feel so much more like a Goddess that even the water that washes my flip flop is
what you want to drink.. I feel like such a Goddess!!"
"Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess. That is how you should always feel.."
She laughed. "I like it when you come up with all these new ways to show how much you worship and
adore me. Very nice. Your Goddess is very pleased." She said patting my head with her feet.
"Thank you Goddess."
"Now put these flip flops back."
"Yes Goddess." Saying that I picked both the flip flops from the ground and placed them on top of my
head. Then I noticed the water that had dripped from the flip flops on the floor. I started licking that
water of the floor. When the Goddess saw that she started giggling.
"Goddess, this water has washed you beautiful, holy flip flops. How can I let it go waste? Goddess this
water is so holy and so precious."
"Of course sweetie. I totally understand. You shouldn't waste a drop of such precious water. Lick it all
off." She said laughing.
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