Foot Lick Story Novels & Stories

Lily said that one story was better than no stories, and she took my hand and pulled me to her room. I read her the story about the bear who could not sleep, and she fell asleep halfway through, and Rook stood in the doorway and watched us. When she was asleep, I tucked her in and kissed her forehead, and Rook whispered that she loved me, and I whispered that I loved her too.

I covered the little distance left between us at light speed, startling the surrounding warriors. “Derrick?” Surprise bloomed in her weak voice. “What are you doing here?” Lucas queried, but I ignored him and traced the spot where the smell of blood came. Her foot. “What happened to you?!” I fell on my knees, pushing Lucas away as I took hold of her left foot, which had a deep reddish hole in it. “She stepped on a nail by mistake—” Lucas tried to explain. “Didn’t I warn you?!” I hollered nearly breathless, holding her gaze so she wouldn’t look at anyone else. “I told you to stay back and get some rest. Look what happened now?

I wouldn't have ended up in this mess! The women soon got me into their car and drove to the nearest hospital, where they led me in, still arguing amongst themselves and occasionally berating Myles for physical abuse. I kept quiet and listened to them in silence. The front desk nurse looked up from her computer with her eyebrows lifting as she saw the way I held my foot slightly off the ground while being supported by the cleaners. “What happened?” the nurse asked as she grabbed a clipboard. “I kicked a stupid bottle,” I muttered, wincing as I was lowered into the chair. “I think I dislocated my big toe.”

Stephanie lifted her head in shock as Kelly lifted her other foot and did the same thing with her other stocking. She couldn't believe what she was letting happen, but she had no strength to stop it. In spite of some fear deep inside, she felt incredibly aroused to be Kelly's captive, and she moaned as she strained her legs against the bonds. Kelly climbed onto the bed and with her shiny blonde hair spilling over her face she licked Stephanie's foot, tracing the outline of her shoe. Then she began to lick up one leg from her ankle to her thigh and then bent down and did the same thing with her other leg.

Larry's eyes became teary. He is been treated like a horseshoe crab?... only horseshoe crabs eat with their legs! He stared at the food and his free leg. He's damn so hungry. Having no choice,he moved his leg slowly to the food and landed his toes on the potato. He grabbed it with his toes and raised it up and started moving it to his mouth... ** # nighttime# Annie collapsed on the doorstep after placing a knock on the door. It was damn hard locating Grace's apartment.

"When I was nine years old, my family was very poor and I couldn't afford to wear shoes. It so happened that I saw you throwing out a pair of shoes into the trash can one day. I had waited until you left before I went to pick it up. You no longer wanted the shoes, so I picked them up to wear them. What's wrong with that? However, you actually came back. You snatched away the shoes I picked up and you asked me to bark like a dog while being on all fours on the ground. You asked me to do many things. If I didn't do it, then you just won't give me those shoes. Later on, I did it all, but you cup up those shoes!" Lily was speechless. She remembered. There was indeed such an incident. Originally,

My voice cracked as tears streamed down my face. The massive wolf stepped closer. I could feel its hot breath brush my face. Compared to its towering frame, I felt so small, so fragile. It didn’t attack. Instead, it stepped back and lifted its head to the sky, letting out a deep, haunting howl. Seconds later, it came back to me. I held my breath, bracing myself again. But instead of hurting me, it bent down… and started licking my swollen, broken ankle. Its tongue was rough and warm, heavy with saliva. But as it finished, the pain vanished. I blinked. Was this real?

I pulled two nails but he bit his lips, tears dripping from his face. “I don't …know anything. I promise you.” “Right. I knew you would say so. Hold on.” I returned to the tool box and pulled out a hammer. “Say hello to someone who would make the frost bite go.” He looked curiously at me as I removed his feet gently. They were turning blue already but he could move the toes. “What are you going to me?” “ Wrong answer!” I hit his toe nail and he screamed. “I don't know!*

Just you wait, little one, till I’m human again. I lie down and stare at my mate’s feet, debating how to treat them. I decide to use the old fashioned way, licking. Wolves often lick their wounds to clean them, so I don’t see any problem with that. With one long lick a clean most of the blood from my mate’s right foot, causing her to yelp and quickly scramble back on the bed. Shit, I hurt her. But I can’t let her wounds get infected. So I get on the bed with her and putting my front legs across hers, I continue with licking her feet clean.