Janet did not know who else to turn to. If only she could have seen the look on her own face while she was browsing on her husband’s computer. When she had stumbled upon photoshopped images of her and her friend that her husband was too careless to close, she wondered if she was unsatisfactory to her man? Were her breasts not large enough, her hips not wide enough, or perhaps it’s because she felt guilty that she didn’t indulge in her husbands foot fetish more often?
She was tall and lean with flowing hair of fire and sharp sensual eyes of blue. A beautiful woman to look upon with subtle curves to her frame.
Admittedly, Janet felt slightly guilty about that fact; she wanted to please her husband but she just hadn’t put forth enough of an effort to involve her feet for her husband’s pleasure.
The nerved wife arrived at Carly’s home as she parked and texted, ‘I’m here’. The responding text read, ‘It’s unlocked. Come in! I have to show you something!’. With a few breaths, Janet strode out of her car and through Carly’s front door.
“Hey I’m here, where are you?” she said loudly, scanning her friend’s living room.
“I’m in my bedroom! Get in here” Carly seemed excited to showcase whatever it was that she was teasing about in her texts.
The trepidatious wife creaked open the bedroom door. When she saw her friend Carly standing in her bra and thong, she almost didn’t even recognize her. Deep down, she knew that it was her friend, she had the same face but her body was voluptuous! Janet’s jaw almost hit the floor as she stared at the woman before her, unsure if this was indeed her friend or not.
Carly was a beautiful woman and spirit, a smile always shined upon her seemingly innocent face, although, Janet knew stories of her friend that would definitely betray that virtuous look. She had long flowing hair of light brown that framed her glowing face in such a way that gave off a natural aura of affection.
The Carly that she knew was a lot slimmer with an average bust size at best but her petite friend became swollen with curves and toned muscles. Janet found it hard to hide her own mild attraction of her friend.
“Oh my god, what the fuck is this?” Janet blurted suddenly.
“Ok, so here’s the thing that I forgot to tell you. I kind of dabble in magic”, Carly swayed playfully with a giggle as if to dampen the supernatural revelation.
“But…how?” Janet was at a loss for words.
“Listen, I know you are going to have a lot of questions but this will just be a lot easier if I show you.”
“Show me what?”
“I can make you look like this too. And I also have a plan for getting back at your husband for photoshopping those pictures of us!”
Janet’s confusion started to melt away to into interest, “You can make me look like that?” While Janet was not ashamed of her body, she still suffered from the same insecurities as the rest of humanity. What if she were curvier or had bigger breasts?
“Oh sure, lady! I have potions and some hypotonic magic that I’ve been practicing for quite a while now.”
“That’s so fucking crazy. Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?”
“Because I didn’t know how you would react to, ‘hey Janet, I can do magic now. How was your day?’ and I didn’t know the best way to share this with you. But now is the perfect time!” she squealed excitedly.
“Why the fuck is now the perfect time?”
“Because, like I said, I have a plan for meeting your husband’s needs while also teaching him a lesson…and I can help”. Carly bit her lip awaiting Janet’s reaction to the request.
Janet considered the offer for several moments with a squinting, quizzical stare, “What’s your plan?”
~~~~~
Jon’s curiosity was aroused when he received a rather mystifying text from his wife that ordered him to come home immediately from work and to meet her in their bedroom asap. The message had the intention of sounding adventurous and seductive but that almost didn’t seem like his wife. What if he was in trouble? A slight panic gripped his chest as he wondered what if he would be walking into upon his arrival home.
The husband could not think of a reason immediately that he would be in trouble for. But he had been unbeknownst of his wife’s wrath previously so it seemed to be a roll of the dice in his mind. When presented with circumstances that you are unsure of, it’s best to approach the situation like a warrior ready for anything.
Jon opened his front door cautiously, noting the fact that he never had to enter his own home with such care before. The text instructed him to head directly into the bedroom with no hesitation and no questions asked. He followed those instructions with a bead of sweat already forming on his brow. Every step towards the bedroom set his heart beating faster and harder.
He reached out to the handle and slowly opened the door to a dim candlelit bedroom. It seemed to Jon now that the connotations of his wife’s text were positive! He felt a little ashamed of himself that he even thought that it would be something negative. After a few steps into the empty bedroom, Jon scanned his surroundings with intimate excitement. The bed was utterly inviting with the dancing flames flickering about the otherwise dark bedroom.
As he wondered where his wife was, the bedroom door slammed shut behind him in answer to his unspoken question. Jon whirled around to take in the sight of this beautiful stranger standing before him wearing a crimson corset with a trim of black lace that struggled to contain an ample set of breasts. A black thong that was not designed to hide much at all had accented her voluptuous hips and derriere. Her feet looked as though they were recently pedicured with a sexy finish of red polish upon her toe nails that matched the thick creamy layer of red upon her lips as well.
She was picturesque, standing tall with long thick legs stretching for a mile that supported exploding hips. Her waist came in like an hourglass before erupting into a chest that supported what looked to be ample fleshy mountains. And her face — her face…
It was his wife.
But how could this be? This was not the woman that he knew, not completely anyways. And yet, here she stood in a completely different form than before. His wife was already attractive and beautiful to look upon but the transformation left him with only a few confused breaths and gasps.
“Close your mouth honey, you looks simple”, Janet stepped directly into her husband’s space, her newly ample bosom pressed into his gaping chin. Her cleavage framed his face and effectively closed his mouth with a gentle nudge.
The disoriented husband found it hard to find his words, “but, what? Where did you — how?” to his credit, he was able to get his point across with stupefied vagueness.
“Would you like me to explain it now or wait until after we have had some fun?” Janet purred with her intense gaze holding his own.
Though he stammered, his answer came quickly, “Um, uh yeah ok!” Jon was assaulted with confusion and arousal so he decided to ignore the prior for now.
Janet leaned down slowly to whisper into her husband’s ear, “are you ready for some fun, honey? Because I’m going to fuck you up.”
Jon was honestly taken aback by his wife’s abrasive and sexual behaviour. She was not acting like herself, not fully anyways. “Babe, you seem different. Like, other than the fact that you look completely different.”
“Let’s just say that I had a little *enhancement* to my sexual vigour as well as my physical appearance”, she breathed deeply into his ear before grabbing and holding her husband tightly. Before Jon had a moment to ask a follow up question, his amorous wife pressed her lipstick covered lips firmly into Jon’s face. She embraced him with the urgent passion that he couldn’t find himself to question further.
After a long smearing kiss, Janet held firmly onto her husband as she lead Jon to the bed before giving him a sudden push. Jon fell backwards onto the bed with immediate arousal already beginning to grow in his pants. He had no idea why his wife was acting in this uncharacteristically dominant way but he had decided that he could hold his questions until afterwards.
The couple crawled onto the bed together with her prowling over top of him in her newly dominant drive. The red haired domme slinked into Jon’s lap before wrapping her legs firmly around his torso. Janet pulled her husband in with gentle force as she pressed her hungry lips into her husband once more with a loud, “muah!” as the hold of her mouth gave way.
“Put your arms at your side”, she commanded as she loosened the hold that her thick legs had upon him.
Without hesitation, Jon’s arms went directly to his sides before her legs clamped shut again, trapping her husband’s arms within her scissor hold.
“Wow honey, you’re really embracing this new persona, huh?”, he jested with mild concern as he tried to budge his arms but they were clamped tightly to his sides between her legs.
Janet shoved Jon down into a laying position on the bed using her firm leg hold and body weight. “You’re damn right, baby. And we are going to make this a night that you won’t ever forget.”
Jon’s smile screwed slightly into a worried expression, “um, wait did you just say ‘we’?”
His question seemed to summon a new arrival, their bedroom door creaked open once more before being shut tightly. Panic gripped Jon’s chest, he thought that they were home alone. Suddenly, his air of caution seemed to be bubbling up to the surface once more. This bizarre and sexual scenario may not have been exactly what the puzzled husband was hoping for after all. Jon’s body was pinned between his wife’s constricting legs making it impossible to see beyond her until a second figure in the candlelit dim emerged into view.
Another woman with a similar build in body to his wife’s own though shorter. The new woman wore only a bright violet thong and bra combo to show off her incredible physical shape. Jon had to focus in the dark to see the details of her face and his heart nearly sunk into his stomach when he realized who this strange woman was.
Carly, or rather this much more voluptuous version of her, stood with her hands planted firmly on her hips. “Hey there sailor! Room for one more?” she asked without waiting for permission as she hopped onto the bed excitedly, crawling next to the married couple.
Jon didn’t know where to begin and the questions that he was saving for the end only doubled in load. “Carly? Honey, what is happening?” The aroused and perplexed husband did not know where to focus and that struggle was apparent on his face.
Janet leaned down close to her husband, “what’s the matter sweetie? I thought this is what you wanted us to look like?”
Now Jon was worried. The pieces fell into place and he knew that his wife had to have found the photoshopped images he had made of his wife and her friend, Carly. The tight claw of panic that held his chest gripped even harder, threatening to rip his heart out. Blood flared to his face as he struggled to respond before Janet continued.
“Don’t worry honey. I understand that you are feeling a little deprived of your needs. So I used some magical enhancement to help you with that.” Sensuality oozed from Janet’s words as she placed her hands into Jon’s chest in a pinning position. “That’s why I enlisted some help”, she said nodding to her newly arrived friend. “I’ll hold him still for you”, she said with a smile to Carly.
Carly adjusted her position to lay opposite of Jon with her arms propping her up into a lounging position. Without hesitation, she swung her legs up and planted her feet firmly onto the trapped husband’s face. He struggled under her soles pressing into his face as he was forced to inhale her foot odour with every breath. “I have several concoctions that I gave to your wife and myself. And while your wife wanted to cave to your needs fully, I thought that there should be a form of punishment as well for those photos of us that you made. So we compromised!”
Jon’s head was spinning with this information as he tried to make sense of the intentions of this sexual duo. With each breath, another wave of her foot’s odour filled Jon’s nostrils. And with each inhale, he found himself calming more and sinking into his position just a little deeper. Breathing in, and breathing out, his air supply being filtered through her soft sweaty feet. For quite some time now, Jon had an obsession with Carly’s feet; they were wide and long for a slender woman such as herself. Beautifully soft soles that wrinkled with the scrunch of her foot and her toes painted with glossy french tips.
Carly giggled as Jon’s face became more still with each breath, “that’s it, breath it in. Thanks to some magic, the scent that you are breathing in is putting your mind further into a state of hypnosis, baby. With every breath, your mind becomes more placid, more willing to bend to our ways. Do you understand me?” she asked with her soles scrunching into his face.
Jon’s consciousness was overwhelmed as he felt his rigid body become more relaxed. His will failed him with each inhale of the pungent yet tantalizing odour emanating from Carly’s feet. He felt helpless as his consciousness betrayed him, unable to move or speak of his own volition.
Carly clamped her soles on both sides of the helpless husband’s head and gave a gentle shake using her feet, his hypnotic gaze shaking side to side as well. “Perfect, he’s good to go, Janet!” her friend exclaimed with sensual enthusiasm.
“Good”, Janet released her thigh clamping hold on her husband, moving backwards and settling between Jon’s spread legs. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” Janet’s feet slid up Jon’s thighs and rested at the base of his cock, her soles wrapped around his shaft keeping his cock perfectly erect.
Jon wanted to answer with all of his energy but he found that all he could do was watch helplessly as his wife and her friend forced their sexual pleasure onto him. While Jon was unsure of his feelings about this situation, the current sensations of the women’s feet were far too intoxicating for him to analyze in the moment.
“That’s it, just keep breathing in my foot odour”, Carly said softly as she smeared her soles up and down Jon’s face, her foot sweat gliding along his skin. “Breath in my soles while your wife fucks you with her feet”.
Jon may have been hypnotized but he was not deaf. His eyes widened in what could be perceived as several emotions before Carly’s toes wiggled into Jon’s mouth. To his surprise, he simply opened his mouth to accept her toes as if under the control of a spell. And that he was.
“Hold on, Janet. Let me lube up his cock for you”, Carly leaned over and took Jon’s cock into her warm wet mouth while Janet’s feet kept a tight clamping grip at the base. Carly kept her feet planted on Jon’s face with her toes in his mouth as she sucked eagerly on his rock hard cock. Her head bobbed up and down slowly with deliberate twists and tight suction, leaving behind slick trails of saliva.
The hypnotized husband’s mind was trapped in a realm of bliss and he could not fight it nor did he care to. Instead, he sucked on each toe that she presented for him, licked her soles from heel to toes with his tongue dragging along her arches.
After several pleasurable moments, Carly’s lips pulled off with a tight *pop,* leaving behind a saliva drenched cock dripping with her spit, “that should do the trick”. Her bright smile grew wide as her feet continued to play upon Jon’s face.
Janet wasted no time and took her husband’s cock between her feet as her gliding toes rubbed slowly in circular motions over the head, already leaking with pre-cum. The slow circles became long glides of her sole up and down the shaft of his cock while her other sole acted as a soft cushion for his member to lay against.
“Ooooh, that looks fun! Can I help?” Carly asked eagerly. With that, her feet swung away from the motionless husband’s face and joined the foot fray with her friend.
Four pairs of feet rubbed and glided against his cock in chaotic entanglement like a pack of wolves vying for the same kill. Jon couldn’t believe the incredible pleasure as he watched the women relentlessly rubbing his sensitive cock in such a way that he had never felt before or could dream of. Jon was close before but now he felt embarrassed with how quickly his orgasm was brewing. But how could he stop it? His body bucked under it’s hypnotic state, muscles tightening as breathless moans escaped his windpipe.
“Aww, is someone going to cum already?” Carly teased with a playful smile.
“Well what are you waiting for, big boy? Janet said with an encouraging smirk. “Cum for us. Cum all over our feet.”
“Fuck yeah, shoot that cum all over our toes!” Carly added.
The women giggled to each other as his telltale signs of release came to a crescendo. Their feet found a coordination to their madness; the group of soles and toes rubbed his cock up and down in unison, encasing his rock hard member within their sweaty foot prison. Jon held on for as long as possible but he could not stop the flow of pleasure against his proverbial dam that was about to burst at any moment. His pelvis spasmed as the first shot of cum flew upwards before landing on the duo’s feet. The ladies gave more encouraging words with each rope of cum that erupted in a seemingly endless manner. Though Jon was unable to speak, the sounds of pleasure still echoed from his mouth all the same.
“Oh my goodness! That was a lot of cum, honey!” Janet exclaimed happily.
“Look, there’s cum everywhere, he even got it on my thigh!” Carly pointed with a giggle as both pairs of feet continued a slow and sensual rubbing after his cock had emptied. “Are you ready for the next part, Janet?”
“Oh yeah, baby”. Janet continued faster with her feet against her husband’s cock and Carly gave total control over to her friend.
Jon’s cock was still super sensitive in it’s post orgasm state and the continued rubbing sent jolts of electricity through out his body uncontrollably as his groans became laboured and uncomfortable.
Carly leaned in close to the helpless husband, “remember how I told you there would be punishment as well? Buckle up, big boy”. Carly swung her leg overtop of Jon’s face in a straddle, facing Janet with her ass hovering over the husband’s hypnotized head. Jon stared up at the fleshy chasm that loomed over him, Carly’s magically enhanced derriere of voluptuous proportions sat down unceremoniously onto Jon’s face with the slap of her ass cheeks against his skin. His world went dark and he could not fight it. Her firm glutes formed perfectly around his face, strong ass muscles that clenched and ground into their captive.
“We have to make sure that you don’t make too much noise. We don’t want the neighbours to hear.” Carly teased as she wiggled down further into his face, muffling Jon’s agonizing moans with her bubbly cheeks.
Jon tried with all of his might to command his muscles but they did not respond to him, the extreme pleasure from his wife’s feet relentlessly rubbing his cock was sending his mind into a frenzy.
With his wife, between his legs rubbing and tugging away with her feet and toes and her friend suffocating his face with her ass, Jon was a trapped victim as the overwhelming sensation of pleasuring jolts continued to shoot throughout his body. His breath was running short just as Carly sat up to allow a few deep inhales before slamming her thick ass back down again onto Jon’s face, laughing as she did so. His nostrils now filled with the scent of sweat from her ass which seemed to have the same hypnotizing effect on his psyche as the odour from her feet.
Their torture lasted for several minutes, it felt like a lifetime for the trapped husband who was forced to endure their erotic torture. He bucked, twitched, and spasmed under their sexual control over him constantly as the erotic duo giggled and teased him all the while. His sexual torture was bringing great pleasure to the lustful ladies and they relished in every moment with tantalizing moans accompanied by the muffled cries of the trapped husband. Jon’s eyes rolled backwards as the overwhelming pleasure surmounted and became more unbearable, he felt as though his heart was about to explode if his cock didn’t first.
Finally, with her feet slick with her husband’s cum, Janet came to a slow stop after many agonizing minutes of torture.
“I think our work here is done, don’t you?” Carly asked with a beaming smile.
“Yes I agree, Carly.” And with that, both women released their slave. Jon took in a breath of air greedily as Carly’s curvaceous ass lifted from his face.
Carly hopped off of the bed and casually strode to the bedroom door before exiting. Janet lingered for a moment, leaning in close to her husband as he lay panting in his own sweat and cum. “I hope you enjoyed that, honey”, she said softly with a locked gaze. She leaned in closer still, “and let that be a lesson to you as well. Next time the torture part will last a lot longer”.
The tall voluptuous woman of fire red hair stood from the bed and strode towards the exit with hips swaying. The door closed behind her as Jon was left to contemplate the events of the evening in his paralyzed state.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/b6ag3o/footnotized_ffmfemdomfoot
Great story!