It’s all been a blur. I woke up just minutes ago, alone and in the dark. Snippets of the last few hours flash in and out of my mind as I lay here staring up at the ceiling. What happened? Where? Who? When did it begin? Was it, yes, it started last night as I walked home from the cinema. It wasn’t so late, but the sun had started to drop behind the mountains, and darkness crept across the city. I was just making my way down a small side street when I noticed a car on the other side of the street. The road was narrow and there was no parking allowed along the sidewalk. I focused on that car ahead of me, slowly approaching it and keeping my eyes fixed on the figure in the driver’s seat. Just moments before I passed the vehicle, my attention fixated and focused, something happened.
A van pulled up at my side, blocking my view of the street, and, within seconds, I had hands grasping onto my sweater and pulling me inside. My balance failed me as I fell into the open van. A slim but strong arm wrapped around my neck. My legs flailed in front of me as I struggled, my position and shock giving me no leverage to fight back against my attacker. Just as I managed to plant my hands on the floor of the vehicle and push myself up, I felt a hand cover my mouth with a damp cloth. I inhaled sharply in surprise and, as I continued to struggle and shift in place, my breath became more laboured. Within a few seconds, my vision weakened and everything seemed to disappear.
The haze lifted. My eyes fluttered open, it took a few minutes to adjust to the light. I looked around and saw a nearly empty bedroom. Two women sat on the bed with me. One sat behind me, I couldn’t see her but I could feel that she was holding me against her exposed chest. I realized quickly that I was completely naked and this woman’s arm was wrapped around my neck. She held me close, nearly choking me, her arms strong but soft and her legs wrapped around my torso. I looked down at her feet hugging my stomach. Her toes were short and petite, her nails painted red and perfectly manicured.
The second woman sat in front of me between my spread legs. She, too, was nude, and her body was very thin and pale. Her hair was medium-length and a faded, unnatural blue colour. Her navel was pierced, as was her nose, and her breasts were a perky B-cup. Her pussy was shaved except for a small neat landing strip over her mound and she leaned back on her hands, staring back at me. My eyes drifted down her long, slim legs and arrived at her feet. This second woman had a very different set than the first: her arches were high and curvaceous, toes extraordinarily long, and nails clean, manicured, but unadorned by color.
I stared at her perfect pink soles, only to be snapped out of my fixation when I heard the second woman speak.
“Like them?” She asked almost rhetorically. I nodded and she leaned in, her face only an inch away from mine. “Then fucking choke on them.”
She leaned back and kicked her feet up. They landed on my face and she smothered me with her smooth, sweaty soles. I tried to protest, fighting for reason in this strange and inexplicable situation, but her arches pressed into my mouth and her toes blocked my nostrils. Any attempt for breath resulted in the inhalation of a heavenly scent. I was drowning in the aroma of her sweat, laboring for even the tiniest bit of air as it became more and more scarce in my lungs. Without even the slightest pity, her soles held firm. As I drifted into the pitch black, I heard the first woman giggle, her soft voice whispering into my ear…
“You’re ours now.”
Darkness.
I awoke again, my body jostled by gentle movements. The same dim light danced over the frames of the three of us laying in bed. My head was fuzzy, my eyes dizzy, as my senses adjusted to a new development. The woman who had so lovingly wrapped herself around my torso remained, but her legs had shifted – her feet were now slowly stroking my shaft. Her soles were smooth but thick, the natural soles of a working woman. She hugged my cock with both of her arches and slid her feet up and down my erection. My cock leaked as she moved faster and faster. I groaned with pleasure and confusion as my eyes drifted up to see the blue-haired woman, again sitting between my legs showing off her pretty pussy and her long, slender feet.
“Did you hear her, puppy?” She asked, grinning at me with her devilish lips. I stared blankly, distracted by the firm but tender stroking of my shaft. “Did you hear her?! She said you are ours now!” She shouted.
My attention was caught firmly and I nodded obediently.
She smirked and bit her lip. “Good puppy.”
The blue-haired woman lifted her feet again and gently placed them over my face. Again, her angelic scent filled my nose and I inhaled deeply while I had the chance. She applied more and more pressure until the weight of her soles was the only thing I felt. I fought for breath, my cock oozing more and more pre-cum over the invisible woman’s feet as I struggled. My limbs jerked in a futile, desperate heave before I finally relented…
In the darkness, I could see the blue-haired woman’s wicked smile. They whispered to me…
*You are ours.*
*You belong to us now.*
*You are nothing.*
*You are ours.*
*We are your Mistresses now.*
*You are our property.*
*You are worthless without us.*
*You are ours.*
*Ours.*
My eyes shot open. The blue-haired woman had gripped and aggressively kneaded my ballsack in one of her hands to keep me lucid, allowing me the surge of adrenaline needed to come back. These women hadn’t stopped teasing and playing with my cock in my absence. The blue-haired woman’s feet, while still present on my face, had eased up to re-establish a conduit of oxygen to my brain, all while the invisible woman maintained her strokes. Amidst a shocking amount of pleasure, I managed to moan out to them.
“Oh, fuck. I-I’m going to cum.” Just as my cock felt like it was about to explode, both women snapped me back to reality.
“Like fuck you are! Now shut up and lick these feet! You’re ours now and don’t you dare forget it!” She screeched at me, stuffing her forefoot into my mouth. I threaded my tongue in-between the toes offered to me as the invisible woman slowed her pace and let go of my cock just before I found release. I huffed and groaned with frustration, still devouring the long, slim feet as I was ordered. A few seconds passed and the invisible woman continued teasing and torturing my cock. She stroked and jerked it as her words rung in my ear.
“You are nothing in this world without us now, puppy. You belong to us, forever.” My eyes closed and the taste of heavenly, sweaty feet were intoxicating.
“Suck on these toes! You’re ours now, and you will suck these toes until you can’t take it anymore!” The blue-haired woman commanded. I obeyed and took three of her toes in my mouth, sucking and moaning as my cock was pleasured. I came close again and mumbled as much, this Goddesses feet filling my mouth. The invisible woman slowed again, edging me almost to tears. I huffed and puffed, choking and sucking on the blue haired woman’s toes. They continued to shout and whisper orders, telling me that my life belonged to them, that I was nothing without them and that I would forever be under their power. With every breath of these angelic feet, every taste of her sweaty toes, every stroke of those perfect soles, I submitted.
It went on for hours. By the end I had tears falling down my cheeks as the blue-haired woman’s feet smothered and tortured me. The invisible woman continued to edge me over and over and over until I couldn’t take anymore. My mouth filled with toes, I grunted and begged for forgiveness.
“Aah! Mistresses, I’m sorry I have to cum!” My cock pulsated and just as I felt my balls tighten and I was about to explode all over my Mistresses feet, the blue-haired woman smothered me again. I had already been working to breathe as I kissed and sucked her toes and she covered my nose and mouth with her flexible toes and arches, completely cutting off my air. I sucked and struggled but before I could release and experience my long awaited climax, the darkness passed over me. I let out a pitiful “No” as my eyes closed and the last words I heard flowed through my brain.
“All ours.”
I woke up just minutes ago in my own bed, alone. The moments of the night flicker in my head and, while I have no idea who these women were, what they truly did to me, or why they chose me to torture, I know one thing…
I am theirs.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/8jw9t5/footnapped_ffmfoot
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