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Story Name: Trip With The Seniors
Author: Wingspan


Part 4: The Next Morning

I had worshipped the girls’ feet for a few more hours that night. They had watched a movie that evening and I had knelt in front of them, massaging their feet when ordered and fetching drinks and snacks for them. Finally they decided to go to bed, but not before making me kiss the soles of each of their feet and thank them for letting me be their foot slave.

In the night I slept on the couch until about 6:30 AM when my alarm went off and I went to do my morning chores. I cleaned the room, scrubbed the floors, and cleaned the girls’ shoes with some polish. About an hour later I went to make the girls some breakfast. Once it was made and ready to be served, I set to the task of waking my mistresses up. They had each had specific instructions on how they were to be woken up.

Jessie liked to have her feet massaged in the morning so when I woke her up I knelt at the foot of her bed and massaged her beautiful soles until she awoke. She drowsily got up and had me fetch her slippers. She sat on the side of the bed and I knelt in front of her. She raised her beautiful foot to my hands and I slipped her slipper on. I repeated this for the other foot and she smiled, patted my head and walked to the kitchen. Then I went to Kathy. Jessie and Kathy were sharing a room and slept in the same bed.

I had been instructed to kiss her soles until she awoke so I nestled my head under the covers to find her feet. When I did I began to kiss them, up and down the sole, on her toes, her ankles, and her heel. Kathy must have been a little startled because soon after I started kissing her foot kicked and got me right in the face. She sat up suddenly and apologized but then she realized it was me, her slave.

“I don’t need to apologize to you, slave. In fact, apologize to me for startling me!”

“But you told me to wake you up like that. I was just doing what you said”

She cut me off. “Are you talking back to me, slave?”

“I’m sorry Miss Kathy. And I’m sorry for startling you.”

“Never talk back. Kiss my foot and beg me not to punish you.”

I was scared. I instantly lowered my head and kissed and kissed. I really worshipped that foot like my life depended on it. Finally she relented and told me to put her slippers on her feet, which I did, and she got up and walked to the kitchen to join Jessie. I made a mental note to never talk back.

I went to Lilly and Skyler’s room next and knelt at the foot of the bed. Their beautiful soles stuck out from the sheets. Maybe they had done that intentionally so I could wake them up like they had instructed me. I did Skyler first. I moved to her plump soles and began to massage them with my nose, like she had commanded. This was a strange way to wake her up I thought but if she says it, I must obey. Soon she was awake and again I fetched slippers and put them on a beautiful girl’s feet and again she left for the kitchen. Now just Lilly remained.

I had been instructed to just stick my nose in her toes and massage her foot with my hands until she awoke. I moved close to her beautiful tan foot and daintily inserted my nose in between her perfect toes. Then I reached my hands up and began to gently rub her soles. I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth, inhaling her foot scent and warming her foot with my mouth simultaneously. She had such beautiful feet.

It had always been a fantasy of mine to lick a beautiful girl’s sole. Especially Lilly. I had gotten close once when I was massaging her feet at her house and she had said she her feet were dirty and she wished someone would clean them. I jokingly stuck my tongue out to lick her feet and I was really about to when she told me to forget about it. But now I had an opportunity.

Lilly was a deep sleeper. It would take more than a lick of the feet to wake her up, so I could sneak some quick tongue action in. So as I was massaging and sniffing, my tongue snaked out and slowly went up her sole. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. It was heavenly. And she stayed asleep!

I was sure I had gotten away with it when I saw Jessie standing in the door. She had an evil grin on her face. I froze in place, stupidly, because my tongue was still out, in contact with sleeping Lilly’s sole. Jessie then yelled “Lilly!”

Lilly sat up at once and saw me with my tongue on her foot. Her eyes widened.

“The slave was licking your foot, Lilly. Did you order him to do that?” Jessie asked.

“No. I never ordered him to do that.”

Jessie laughed. “Hey Sky, Kathy, come in here. Don’t you dare move, footboy.”

So I stayed on my knees at Lilly’s feet, my tongue frozen still in the act of caressing her sole.

Skyler and Kathy entered and both gasped.

Jessie continued, “Turns out our foot slave likes licking feet. Does this mean foot licking is still off limits?” She looked at her three friends. Lilly spoke first.

“Jessie, if he does it on his own, without even our permission, we should make him do it every day. Coming home after walking around in flip-flops, making our foot slave lick the dirt off our bare feet, I would love that. Wouldn’t you, Sky? Wouldn’t you, Kathy?”

Kathy then said “Hell yeah, Lilly. I will make him suck the dirt off my feet and love every second of it.”

This was getting serious. I was becoming a bit nervous. The girls then turned to Skyler, who had a puzzled expression on her face.

“You know what,” Sky finally said, “Make the bitch lick our feet. I don’t care what you do to him. He wants his mouth full of foot dirt, so be it.”

The other girls cheered and Lilly got out of bed. I was too shocked to move, so my tongue stayed out.

“What a loser, “ Jessie said, laughing at me still kneeling, “we’re going to have so much fun on this trip.”

The three girls in the doorway went to the kitchen to have breakfast. Lilly put on her slippers and stood in front of me. She stuck out her finger and pushed my tongue back in my mouth. Then she patted me on the head, smiled, and walked out of the room.



Part 5: The Day Continues

For the rest of that morning I was told to go under the table and lick the girls’ feet clean. First I got on my hands and knees in front of Jessie and licked her
beautiful feet, up and down the sole like a dog. The rest of the girls put their feet all over my slave body and they all laughed at how low I was to be licking these mistresses’ feet clean.

I moved on to Kathy, who actually rammed her toes into my mouth and told me to suck on them, which I did for a while until she pulled out and ordered me to lick her soles as well. I obliged.

I wasn’t unhappy with the way I was being treated, but I was again a bit nervous. What if these girls made me do more serious, more humiliating things? I decided to think about that later and focus on licking feet right now.

When I crawled to Skyler’s feet she stuck her plump foot in my face and ordered me to kiss, which I did. I pressed my lips to her sole, worshipping my mistress’s lovely foot. Then she ordered me to just hold her toes in my mouth. So I stayed there, on my hands and knees under the table, just resting her little toes in my slave mouth. She wiggled them around and brushed against my tongue. She giggled and began pushing her foot deeper into her slave’s mouth. Finally she relented and just rubbed her feet all over my face.

Finally I came to Lilly, who suggested that because the girls were done with breakfast that they adjourn to the TV room. So they did, and I crawled from under the table and began clearing the plates but Lilly called to me.

"Slave! Handle that later. Come attend to my divine feet.”

So I stopped my chores and went and knelt in front of Lilly Carlton. She continued: “So, foot bitch, I liked what my friends were doing with you. Suck my toes, now.”

She raised her divine foot to my face and I positioned myself so I could slide her lovely toes into my waiting mouth. They tasted heavenly. While I knelt and sucked on her feet, Lilly began to smile and push her foot deeper into my mouth, like Skyler had. After she had pushed it far in, I almost began to choke. I suddenly did and my head drew back quickly, dropping her toes out of my mouth.

“Oh no, bitch, you never take my foot out of your slave mouth.”

She immediately slapped me hard across the face so I almost fell to the floor. When I regained my balance she rammed her toes right back into my open mouth but now she leaned forward and grabbed the back of my head with her hand. She began pushing my face down on her foot, harder and harder until I was really choking.

“That’s right bitch,” she laughed at me, “suck my toes. Suck them like you’re giving my feet a blowjob. Harder. That’s it bitch.”

It really felt like I was giving her foot a blowjob now. She began pushing my head up and down her foot faster and faster. Finally she stopped and replaced the foot I was sucking with her other foot, which she proceeded to ram my face down on, same as before. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the other girls laughing at my ordeal, especially Jessie, who I was seeing as more and more sadistic.

Eventually it was too much for Jessie and she got up and stood behind me.

“Here, let me, Lilly.”

Lilly laughed. “Thanks, girlfriend!”

Then Lilly leaned back and relaxed while Jessie grabbed my hair and chin and forced my head down on Lilly’s foot, even harder than Lilly had done. This was real agony and thankfully eventually Jessie got tired and flopped back on the couch. Lilly removed her foot from my mouth and wiped it on my face as Jessie spoke.

“That was tiring. You know what I could go for right now? A foot blowjob.”

Lilly smirked and grabbed my face. “How convenient, because this little foot bitch right here gives great foot blowjobs! Show her, slave.”

So Lilly got up and dragged my head over to Jessie’s foot. Jessie slid her toes into my mouth, and so began the same ordeal. Lilly slammed my mouth down over and over on Jessie’s beautiful smooth toes, which don’t get me wrong I loved having in my mouth, but I had never wanted to be forced like this. There was something too sadistic in it, and too natural. These girls really treated me like I was nothing but a toy, to be used and abused at their leisure. But then again, isn’t that what I signed up for?

I didn’t have to give many more foot blowjobs that morning. Kathy and Skyler both passed. They just made me kiss and massage their feet while they all watched TV and planned out what they would do that day. They decided on shopping.

Soon they all left, but not before leaving a huge list of chores. They had changed a few rules. I was not to clean their shoes with polish any more, but with my tongue. Jessie, when I had knelt in front of her and put on her leather ankle boots, had made me preview what cleaning their shoes would entail. I began licking the sides of her shoe, and even the sole. She laughed and gave me a kiss on the forehead and a light kick in the face.

“I love having a slave!” she had announced, before getting her things and joining the other girls to leave the room. I was left alone with my chores.

I did all of them. I cleaned their room, washed their clothes, scrubbed the floors and counters, arranged their closets a bit, and of course I licked their shoes clean. They each had these flip flops which they expected spotless. Jessie’s had quite a bit of gum on the sole. I was almost sure she had stepped in some on purpose for me to clean up, no matter how I did it. But now it was even more degrading. But not as degrading as what happened when they all returned late that evening.



Part 6: Guests

After I had licked clean Skyler’s last high heel, and replaced it in her closet, I relaxed for a second. I surveyed the room, which was now shining and clean from my meticulous cleanse. I looked at the time. It was already evening, and the girls might be back soon, or maybe late. I didn’t know, but they had been very clear that I better be kneeling at the door when they get back, mouth open and tongue out and ready to lick their shoes and the soles of their feet clean. Jessie had told me if I wasn’t doing exactly what they had ordered when they returned they would beat me or make me do very, very degrading things. Part of me wanted to disobey, if only to discover what those things would be, but I knew it would be too painful or disgusting, especially if Jessie came up with it.

I knelt at the front door. I may as well be ready. That was a mistake, as hours later, around 10:00, I was still there. I stood up and watched TV for a little. At every sound I would jump and look about wildly in case they were unlocking the door. Eventually it got very late, 12:30 am, so I just knelt there and waited.

Around 1:00, the door handle wiggled. I had gone into a bit of a daze in my immense tiredness, (I had had barely any time to sleep this whole trip!), and now I was jolted fully awake. The first thing I noticed out of the ordinary was the noise. The four girls on their own made a lot of noise as they chatted and laughed quite loudly all the time, but this was much louder. It was like there was a mob of people outside. I heard tons of giggles and chatter. The door finally opened and I saw the source.

Jessie stood in the doorway, holding her leather boots, her bare feet gripping the carpeted floor. Lilly, Skyler, and Kathy were with her, and about ten other girls as well. My jaw would have dropped open if I didn’t have to keep it open anyway. All the girls started laughing even louder at this slave on his knees, mouth wide open for his mistresses’ foot dirt. They were all very obviously drunk. I wondered how they had made it back from whatever party or dance club they had gone to. They were all too hammered to drive without incident. But that was a later conversation.

Now Jessie just ordered me to “Begin.”

“What does that mean?!” one of the girls asked. She was very attractive, with tan skin and black long hair. Her eyes were all hazy like she had taken way too much of something earlier that night. I snuck a look at her feet, which were bare, as she was holding a pair of three inch heels in her hand. She had incredibly attractive feet, and I had no doubt I would be ‘getting to know’ those by the end of tonight.

Jessie turned to her. “Watch.”

And miraculously without falling over, she lifted her bare beautiful foot to my face. I now noticed her entire sole had darkened from dirt. They must have walked blocks with no shoes. This was really disgusting. But I wanted to serve these girls, I loved it so much, so my tongue got to work on Jessie Cohen’s sole.

I began licking her dirty foot. Most of the guest girls began groaning in disgust, as I was aching to do. It was truly disgusting. Bits of dirt began sticking to my tongue and lips as my head slowly went up Jessie’s sole over and over. And so began a night where my mouth was constantly filled with feet.

It was now 2:30 am. Most of the girls were asleep, some I had already served and some I had not yet. I was hesitant to serve the girls I hadn’t attended to yet if they were asleep, because even though I may have licked their feet and worshipped them to a perfectly acceptable degree, I couldn’t prove it and they might make me do it again.

I should explain what happened in the interim. After my slavery and willingness to lick dirty feet was established, Jessie had drunkenly dragged me by the hair behind her and finally positioned me in front of the couch, where she sat and invited all the other girls to join her. They all filed in and sat in various places. Including my four mistresses, there were now fourteen girls in there, all of whom I would serve that night. I got some drinks and food for them, and then quickly reassumed my role as total foot slave. I was ordered to serve each girl. Everyone could change what they wanted, but what I was guaranteed to do for every single pair of feet was lick them completely clean, kiss them for as long as wanted, massage them, and finally smell and suck the toes. So I did this for each girl.

They were all quite attractive girls, thank God. I would have had a difficult time if they’d made me serve some butt ugly women but the girls had brought back some very fine girls. Some had very dirty feet, others quite clean. But the ones with clean feet just made me suck on their toes and once Jessie brought up the foot-blowjob idea again, then I started giving a lot of those. My mouth and throat were sore quite quickly, which didn’t mean the girls let up on me at all.

I served twenty-eight feet, sucked 140 toes, and was 100% sore by the end of this ordeal. The girls began using me as furniture, resting their now clean feet on my back and on my face, sitting on my shoulders and sometimes my head, and putting cups and plates on my body. One girl, Hannah, was seriously cruel. She made me suck her toes and give her a foot-bj, and she had really forced her toes deep into my mouth, almost making me vomit. This gag reflex had ticked her off so much that she had stood up and shoved my face in to the back of her jeans and made me take her fart directly to the face. She laughed and laughed while I reeled in horror, but she did not relent. She put a cup on my neck and said that if it fell off I was a dead man. I did a pretty great job holding it steady until she got bored and kicked me in the head. Of course the cup fell off, spilling vodka on the floor. She had grabbed my hair and forced my face to the ground.

“Look at the mess you’ve made, stupid slave! Lick it up like the worthless dog you are.”

She actually pulled my tongue out of my mouth and made me lick the carpet. Then she pulled my face back up to her and inserted two of her long toes into my nose. Then she maneuvered her other foot into my mouth and held her feet there. She was suffocating me! I started slightly twitching my head to show she had to stop but she just laughed. Finally, when I was really choking she let up. Two minutes later she passed out and I didn’t hear from her the rest of the night.

My mistresses for the most part sat back and let their guests use me. They all got their feet worshipped as well, but otherwise they just encouraged other girls with suggestions on how to get a funny reaction or maximum humiliation out of me. Lilly told this one girl Jennie about how funny I had looked when she had caught me licking her foot. So Jennie, who looked like Jessica Alba, forced me to freeze in place, kneeling at her feet with my tongue caressing her sole. Then she had just stuck her big toe in my mouth and told me to suck it like a cock. So my head went up and down, up and down, like I had seen in porn movies. Eventually Skyler, who had joined the conversation, and whom I had previously thought to be rather nice and kind of against being cruel to me, stood up, walked behind me, grabbed my hair and chin, and began pushing my head down so Jennie’s toe moved into my throat as far as it could go. The girls laughed so much about their little toe sucking slave.

Eventually they got tired. They all stuck out their feet as I knelt in the center of all of them and I was ordered to move around the circle and kiss each girls’ feet at least three times. I gave each foot a kiss as I went in circles, and I was really worn out by the end of it. After that the girls went to sleep. I was left to clean everything up, and if I woke any of them up, there would be dire consequences …
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