**Part 3**
Emily left me twitching and moaning all night, foot porn looping in front of me. The vibrating fleshlight kept bringing me to the edge and the cock ring kept me there, unable to cum. I lost track of time waiting for the phone to ring. I was almost surprised when it did end up ringing.
If I had been able to look away from the porn on my television, I would have noticed that it was daylight outside. I answered the phone to hear her sweet voice, “Hi there, foot-boy. How are you feeling?” I could only groan in response. “Mmmm, good boy. How do you feel about my feet today?”
“Please let me suck your toes, Mistress,” I moaned. “The thought of your toes in my mouth makes my dick so hard.”
“Feel my toes in your mouth and your tongue running up and down my soles and release yourself for me now.”
Sensations of licking and sucking her feet overtook me and suddenly, I started leaking into the fleshlight. The sensation of pulling the fleshlight away from my throbbing cock was too much. I sailed over the edge as all the pent-up cum from the last ten or twelve hours shot from my cock. I felt my hand stroking up and down as by balls emptied all over. I dimly became aware of her voice directing me, “That’s a good boy. Keep stroking, up and down, up and down. You can’t stop until all the cum is gone. Once you stop, you’re going to slip deep into trance again for me. Can you do that for me, slave?”
“Yes, mistress,” I heard myself respond. “Must obey. Must fall deep into trance now…” My body went limp as my orgasm subsided. I felt myself obeying as I slipped deep into hypnosis for her. While under, she gave me instructions for the week.
I woke up and got dressed. I packed a single change of clothing and my toiletries. I was to spend the week with Mistress Emily. I called work and cashed in five days of leave, citing a family emergency for the short notice. I had been saving it to go out of town, but this was suddenly much more important. Fortunately, it was slow at work, so there were no issues with the time off. Once my things were together, I fell to my knees near the door, eagerly anticipating her arrival.
She arrived about an hour later to find me kneeling, hard and stroking myself. Upon laying eyes on her, my cock tried to cum. I cried out, as I failed to ejaculate, as I was still unable to cum without her permission. Emily laughed musically and spoke my trigger. The next thing I knew, I was licking her feet. She slipped her toes in my mouth and I started sucking. It felt so good to worship her feet that I automatically started masturbating. Having me suck and lick her feet turned Mistress Emily on so much, she started masturbating as well, occasionally wiping her wet fingers on her toes for me to lick off.
“Lick my pussy, foot-boy,” she ordered, after about twenty minutes. I obediently buried my face between her legs and started licking her slick pussy. She began teasing my cock with her feet, still wet with my saliva and her juices. When I came up for air, I noticed I was no longer in my apartment. My cock twitched at the realization that she had hypnotized me to be completely unaware of the transit from my apartment to hers, book-ended with my face in her pussy. At that moment I knew the power she held over me, and my cock throbbed again..
Emily kept me hard and in hypnotized for the next two straight days. Her feet became my world. While she was awake, I worshiped them. When she was asleep, I laid at the foot of her bed, sucking on her toes. When she let me cum, I was always touching or feeling her feet, even if they weren’t really there.
By Tuesday, she had completely trained me to cum only on command. That evening she had me down on my knees alternating between worshiping her pussy and sucking on her toes in her bedroom. Some time shortly after dark, there was a knock at the door. Emily was content to ignore it until her phone chimed. She glanced at her phone and suddenly panicked.
“Oh shit! Rica’s here. I completely forgot about girl’s night!” She pulled her foot away from my eager mouth. “Lay down on the bed and don’t move or make a sound.” I obeyed, laying on top of her bed, unmoving, waiting for her next command. She looked over at my hard cock and I think she might have felt sympathy for a brief second. “Think about my feet stroking your dick while you wait for me. I promise you can cum as soon as she leaves. Lay perfectly still until I say.’” The pleasure was overwhelming as my body relaxed into place. I blissed out to the feeling while she scrambled to get dressed and answer the door.
I was unable to hear most of what was going on and what I could hear, I couldn’t make heads or tales of, but from what I observed later, Rica came over with a bottle of wine for a girl’s night in that Mistress Emily forgot about. I heard the TV on and a lot of giggling and laughing while they drank the bottle. After a while, they got quieter and the laughing more subdued. Eventually, I heard somebody open the door and turn the light on. I assumed it was Emily coming to satisfy herself, but I was wrong.
Rica stumbled in, obviously drunk. I lay there, hard and throbbing, still thinking about Mistress Emily’s feet even though she had been gone for hours. She flicked the light on, and her eyes went wide. “Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “You weren’t lying!”
Emily stumbled in behind her, almost knocking her over. Both girls started laughing hysterically. For a second I thought they would just forget about me and head back into the living room. Instead, Emily look at me with lust in her eyes and said, “Hey, foot-slave, follow us to the living room.” Finally able to move, I obediently followed the laughing, drunk girls to the living room. I found my eyes drawn to Rica’s large, sexy, Latin ass. My cock throbbed in the cool air as we made our way to the room where the girls had been drinking.
Emily indicated for me to kneel down in front of the couch in front of where they sat down. I knelt where she directed me, and she slipped one foot in my mouth and smiled triumphantly at Rica. “I have an idea,” Emily said to Rica. “Let’s get him drunk.”
“But we drank all the wine,” Rica replied.
“Oh, we don’t need wine to get him drunk.” Emily grinned as she looked me in the eye and said the trigger phrase that sent me spiraling deep into trance again. “Deeper and deeper for me now. Breathe deeply as you slip deeper into trance now.” She pulled her feet away from me as I slid to the floor, deep in trance.
I woke up sometime later, kneeling in front of my mistresses and stroking my erection. Emily and Rica spread their legs, exposing their moist pussies to me. “I have something to tell you,” Emily said. My ears perked up. I was suddenly very interested in what she had to say. “You can get drunk by eating us out and swallowing our juices. The more of our juices you swallow the drunker you will get. Since we drank all this wine, the alcohol in our systems will pass on to you through our juices, both intoxicating you and making you even hornier.”
I was about to lean forward to begin servicing my mistresses when Rica did something unexpected. “On your back, slave,” she ordered and I complied. She got up from the couch and sat right on my face, her perfect ass obscuring my vision. As I began licking her pussy, she started rubbing her clit and grinding her pussy against my face. As if to further overwhelm my senses, she leaned forward and started stroking my cock vigorously. I continued licking and sucking her pussy as she rode back and forth on my face. Suddenly, she came explosively, her juices gushing into my mouth.. “Swallow it all, boy!” she said. I obediently swallowed her juices until she got up off my face. As I sat up, a wave of intoxication overtook me. I felt as if I had just drank two long-island iced teas.
Before I had a chance to recover, Emily grabbed my head, pulling me towards her and shoving my face in her pussy. “My turn now, boy.” I started licking, and could instantly feel myself getting drunker as I sloppily serviced her dripping snatch. Her foot worked its way up and down my cock as I brought her to the first of three orgasms she would have before she was done with me.
By this time I was feeling quite drunk. I felt like a college freshman at his first party.
“My god,” Rica exclaimed. “He’s really drunk.”
“Time for a sobriety test,” Emily decided. “On your feet now, boy.” I obediently stood. I was having trouble staying on my feet. “Stand on one leg.” I tried to balance on one leg, but almost fell twice before they stopped me.
“Recite the alphabet backwards,” Rica ordered.
“Z, Y… Z, X…” I fumbled, not even getting through the start.
“Walk in a straight line,” Emily commanded. Any attempts to comply ended in failure.
“Stroke that hard cock, now,” Rica said enthusiastically. My hand automatically reached for my erection. I felt the pleasure before I was even aware what was going on. I looked over at Rica and saw her with one hand fingering her pussy and the other groping her perky C-cup tits and pinching her dark nipples. Watching her please herself had me on the edge, about to cum. She noticed and yelled out “Whiskey dick!” Suddenly, my cock went floppy, and while I was still horny and mostly hard, I couldn’t push myself over the edge.
“Stop touching yourself. Get down on your hands and knees now.” I dropped down, looking up at her expectantly. She turned around and dropped down, knees on the floor up against the couch, chest-down on the seat, her amazingly perfectly round ass pointing in my direction. She started rolling her hips back and forth, her pussy dripping on the carpet as she looked back at me over her shoulder. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?”
“Yes, mistress,” I replied. My cock was so hard, it felt like it was going to explode.
“Get harder. Get hard like the horny dog you are. That’s right, stare at my ass and feel yourself turning into my horny puppy. You can’t think anymore, horny puppy. So horny for my ass. Fuck me like the horny puppy you are. You can’t help yourself. Make me cum with that hard tool.” I mounted her, my cock sliding inside her like it was wrapped in silk. Her pussy squeezed my cock as she ground her ass into me. I braced myself on the couch and thrust into her.
“Harder, puppy!” she grunted. She started rubbing her clit and sliding her nipples on the seat of the couch. “Fuck me harder. Bark, puppy and fuck me harder.” My mind regressed and all I could think was to thrust as hard as I could. I started to grunt. Each grunt sounded more doglike than the last. I felt Rica’s pussy grip down on mine as I thrust deep into her. She cried out as she came and started shuddering. As I pulled back, she gushed all over my cock and it slipped out. The cold air hit my cock. Suddenly a full bark came out and my dick exploded. I was barking like a dog, cumming all over Rica’s ass. She was coming down from her orgasm and collapsed into the couch. “Good puppy,” she said.
I heard a buzzing noise and looked over to see Emily, cry out as she brought herself to orgasm with a vibrator she had pressed to her clit. I looked down and saw Rica’s ass glistening with my cum. She was rubbing her ass on my semi-hard, post orgasm cock. Despite having just cum, I felt my cock start to firm up.
“We’re not done yet, puppy,” Rica said. “Good puppies clean up their messes.” I felt my cock start to deflate a bit, as I became aware what she was asking. I so wanted to be a good puppy, and started to lean forward, my tongue hanging out of my mouth. I stopped moving, my face about six inches from her ass. I couldn’t pull back, but didn’t want to lean forward.
Emily, sensing my distress, spoke my trigger and my mind faded deep into trance. I don’t know what happened next, but the next thing I remember, I was waking up on the floor next to Emily’s bed. The girls were both in the bed, still asleep. Not wanting to wake them, I silently exited the room and made my way out of the room. I stopped in the bathroom to relieve myself. I braced one foot on the edge of the tub to pee. As I was urinating, I had flash of memory of the girls washing me in the tub. I was on all fours and they were washing me like a dog, their hands sliding all over my soapy cock. I hiccuped at the memory of cumming in the tub while they washed me. It sounded almost like a bark.
After leaving the bathroom, I felt hungry, so I sauntered to the kitchen, naked and erect.
**Part 4**
I started poking around Emily’s kitchen looking for breakfast. As I started pulling food and pans out, I had memory flashes from the night before. The flashes were so erotic, my hard cock started dripping. Not wanting to mess up the kitchen, I grabbed an apron and put it on. The apron soaked up my precum while I made breakfast. I was lewdly tenting the apron with wet spot slowly growing outward from the apex. I zoned out on the erotic flashes as I made breakfast.
The apartment smelled of bacon and french toast as I finished up. I turned as I heard giggling and saw my mistresses Emily and Rica coming out of the bedroom, both still naked save a thin strip of fabric that some call panties.
“Aww, look at him,” Rica said. “Such a good little puppy.” My cock twitched as a bark escaped my mouth. The girls laughed as they sat down for breakfast. As I set the table, I tried to hold my covered erection down and away from the food. When they started eating, I realized I had only made two plates. Hungry, I looked around to figure out what to feed myself.
“Your breakfast is under the table, slave,” Emily said, lustily. I removed the apron as I crawled under the table, looking for something to eat. Emily spread her legs, “Right here, puppy-slave.” I gazed into her pussy, my tongue hanging out. Her pungent scent hit my nose as I crawled closer. When my tongue made contact, my cock twitched and throbbed, dripping precum all over the floor. She slipped her foot onto my throbbing erection, spreading the precum and making it nice and slippery. I slipped into an erotic haze as her foot encouraged me to please my mistress. I felt less hungry as I swallowed her juices, as well. Her pussy was satisfying my hunger as I brought her to orgasm.
Emily came all over my face and pushed my head away. I was still hungry. I started collecting her juices from my face and licking them off my hand.
Suddenly Rica spoke up. “It’s my turn now. Heel, puppy! Lick my pussy now.”
I barked in response as I dove into her pussy, more eager than ever. My cock somehow got even harder as I licked and sucked Rica’s pussy with abandon. She came quickly, but held my head in place, encouraging me to go for a second round. A second round turned to a third and a forth before she was done.
By the time I finished with Rica, my hunger was satisfied. I crawled out from under the table, squinting in the bright kitchen, almost bewildered at what had happened that morning. “Aw, I think our wittle horny puppy deserves a reward,” Rica cooed. “Look into my eyes, puppy.” I stared up at my mistress as she spoke a word I could not hear. It was another trigger. I felt my mind swirl into trance around her eyes. My eyes were locked with hers as she spoke. I knew whatever she said was the absolute truth. “Listen puppy. For the rest of the day, you may cum whenever you like, on one condition. If you want to cum, you must bark. You can only cum while barking. How does that make you feel, puppy?”
My cock was throbbing at the news that I would be able to cum all day. I didn’t even care about the embarrassment of barking like a dog for it. I barked eagerly as my hand slipped around my cock. I vaguely noticed that I had started stroking, but I was more focused on the giggling and encouragement I was getting from my two mistresses.
While I was still reeling from my recent trance and current pleasure of masturbating for these two goddesses, Emily’s phone rang. She answered, and after a brief exchange, she hung-up. She looked quite unhappy.
“Shit,” she exclaimed. “I have to go into work. Three people quit yesterday, I have to go in.”
“That sucks,” Rica pouted. “I wanted to spend more time playing with our puppy.”
I barked in response and started stroking faster, precum leaking like a faucet as I got closer and closer to cumming.
“Ew,” Rica said. “This is going to get messy.”
“I’ve got just the thing for that,” Emily replied. She pulled a shopping bag out of her closet that I recognized from the other night. From inside, she produced a pair of silk panties. “On your back, slave, legs in the air,” she snapped. I obediently rolled onto my back and gave her access to my legs as she slipped the red silk panties onto me. As they slid over my crotch, they trapped my cock against my abdomen. She tucked my cock slightly to the side, preventing the head from peaking over the waistband. I dimly realized the panties were in my size, as any panties these girls wore would be much too wide for my hips.
“Such a good puppy!” Rica cooed as she rubbed my stomach, her hand slipping down to caress my trapped erection. I barked again as I lost control and came in my panties, my hips thrusting towards Rica’s hand as she pulled away, ruining my orgasm. The only friction bringing me pleasure was my cock rubbing up against the fabric of the panties. My hips gyrating wildly as the girls laughed.
I came out of my haze to find myself laying on my back, hips still thrusting in the air as the girls looked down on me. My hips stopped moving, as I lay there, not sure what to expect. A word was spoken, by one or both of them I wasn’t sure. I knew instantly it was my trigger as I fell deep into trance.
I woke up some time later. I don’t know how long it had been, but as the grogginess cleared, I realized I was on Emily’s couch. As I looked around, I saw Emily frantically running around getting things together. I vaguely remembered her getting called into work. Behind me, on the recliner, Rica was painting her toenails, her feet right next to my head. I took immediate notice and my eyes locked on her feet while she carefully applied bright red polish to each of her toes. My cock, still a bit sore from earlier, stiffened, nonetheless. As she finished painting them, she just sat there, wiggling her toes. My cock stood up lewdly. Because I was naked, there was no hiding my arousal from her. She just looked over and smiled. She blew a kiss at my penis, and it throbbed.
Suddenly, I climbed down from my seat on the couch down onto all fours. I crawled over to her freshly painted toes and blew on them. I could feel her smiling down at me, as if she had planned this. I knelt there and steadily blew on her toes until they were dry. She then turned slightly, placing the bottoms of her feet towards my face. Without a word exchanged between us, I kissed the bottom of each of her toes.
“Ahem,” it was Emily. “Rica, can you get him home, please? There are some clothes in my bedroom for him.” I was only half paying attention as Rica pressed her feet into my face.
“Of course,” Rica said cheerily, as if she didn’t have a naked, furiously masturbating man licking the soles of her feet. “I hope you don’t mind if I play with him a while longer. After all, some of us don’t have to work today.”
“Do what you want, just don’t leave a mess and don’t let him cum too much. I’d like for him to still be able to get it up later. I want that cock inside of me.” A look of pure arousal on her face, she tweaked one of her nipples, gasping briefly with pleasure before turning around and walking out.
“This is going to be fun,” she said once Emily was out the door. “Tell me, boy, what about me turns you on the most?”
“Your round, sexy Latin ass!” I replied instantly, My cock stiffening as thoughts of worshiping her perfect behind washed through my mind. She thought about my response for a second, then proceeded to kneel down on the ground in front of me, her ass in the air and her feet on the floor behind her, soles up. Without any prompting, I knelt behind her and started worshiping her ass, using my right hand to stroke her moist pussy and clit. Suddenly I felt her toes stroking my balls. I grabbed my cock with my free hand and angled it down, rubbing it back and forth across her feet. Without an arm to brace myself on, I lost my balance and slowly fell forward, bracing my face to her perfect ass. Suddenly, Rica shuddered in orgasm, her ample asscheeks squeezing around my face. My cock, grinds against her upturned soles one more time as her toes clench skin and pull my balls taut. I explode in orgasm, unprepared for the sudden burst of pleasure, my cum splattering her legs and my chest. Neither of us moved or spoke for a moment. Once it dawned on me that I was kneeling behind Rica, one hand on my dick, one hand in her pussy and my face planted firmly between her asscheeks, I began to extricate myself.
Rica stood up and looked back at me, and down at her cum-splattered legs. She said something I could not understand, and my world went black.
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