Foot Lick Story Novels & Stories

My finger ran across the blade, instantly cutting me. “Ouch,” I whispered. Of course, Fluffy came in, sniffing and whimpering, to come into the pool. “I’m fine, just a cut,” acting like he understood me. Creed must keep his beard trimmed with these. All five were lined up in perfect rows. If he could do his beard, maybe I could do my legs?

He did not look up when she approached. “You’re the traveler,” he said quietly. “Yes.” “They say you let children speak in your home.” Lily crouched beside him. “They speak here too,” she said gently. “Not when council decides,” he replied. His voice held no anger. Just recognition. She chose her words carefully. “What did you see in the reeds?” He hesitated. “A fox,” he said. “It had a broken paw.” Lily’s chest tightened. “And?” “I wanted to see if it would survive.”

He said, giving me a come-hither motion with his middle and pointer fingers. I turned to face him and scooted close enough to put my injured leg towards him. I watched him lay down on his stomach in front of me and hold onto my leg. I held onto the sheets, becoming nervous. I had no idea what he was about to do. He lowered his mouth to the wound and started to gently lick the split flesh. I winced each time he made contact with the cut. “Ugh! Ouch! Lio what are you doing!?” I asked, sounding slightly disgusted.

Get me a bowl of clean water and a towel" He walked away to do what she asked of as she removed the socks she was putting on. "Damn, will this get any worse?" She mumbled and watched as the decay was still spreading and they were three green maggots in the sore. When he returned, he saw the decayed foot and threw the bowl of water on the floor as it spilled. "Yeah! I told you!" She shrugged. "How did you get that?" He knelt next to her and she was taken aback by his sudden interest since he was only replying to her when he wanted to. "I stepped on broken pieces of glasses at the hospital. Four days ago, I guess"

I kinda felt in control as I tried walking confidently like Tana. My feet kicked a stone and half of the finger nail on my big toe uprooted. Even my flip-flop torn. Blood gushed uninterruptedly out of my toe, but that didn't stop me from going to Eliakim's house, I held the torn flip-flop on my hand as continued my pace. Instead of me to push the gate open, I banged loudly on the gate and the security guard shouted. "Who be that mad person wey wan break my gate?"

Just when I was about to return to my room, I heard something. It did not come from Yvonne’s room, but the entrance. I walked over tentatively, and what I saw shocked me to my core. The entrance was a mess. The shoes were strewn all over the floor. The shoe array Yvonne had meticulously set up for a week had ended up in this state. Even more bizarre were marks I had never seen before on the floor. They were not footprints but strange tracks, like something had crawled over. The tracks went from the entrance and led to the door of my room.

The second they dropped it, I dipped my slipped a foot out of my shoe and dipped it into the mud bowl while holding Aaron’s confused gaze. “Here,” I stretched my foot toward his face while it dripped of mud heavily. “Lick this off, every single drop of it” I ordered him and to my surprise he eagerly opened his mouth and started to lick the filth off my foot. “I expect my foot to be sparkling clean darling” I reminded him after he’d been at it for about five minutes. “I'm done, your highness” He rose his head and I inspected my foot in surprise. “Nah, you missed a spot” I pushed it back toward him and he swallowed hard before he swiped the small stain with his tongue.

She suggested with a smile. Althaia kept her eyes on the needle until Ellie packed it away. Only then did she relax and gave a nod. “So, what happened to your foot?” She asked after giving her a pill and examined her. “Uh, I kicked a door… And then someone tried to kill me, and I kicked him in the face.” Ellie felt around at the center of her foot, causing her to scrunch up her face in pain. Even though I didn’t show it, I was surprised to hear that she had actually kicked him in the face.

This Dickhead right here just said the most gross thing ever, and he is grinning like he didn't just ask me to lick his toes. I stared at his feet, and I could only imagine where he must have walk on with those feet. Okay forget about the feet being dirty, how the fuck does he expect me to bow down and lick his feet, maybe if it was a kiss I would consider doing it. But lick, ewww... I can't lick his feet. "I.. I.. I can't lick... lick you feet." Just the mere thought of doing such a disgusting thing got me barfing. "Okay, you can leave." He shrugged, takes the last slice of bread and eat it. He is just going to let me go, I thought he would give me some kind of punishment for not obeying hi

"Excuse me, let us pass!" Although still in the dark, I follow along her lead as we push ourselves against the mass of equally curious people, despite my trembling legs. We brush with shoulders after shoulders until my sight was drawn into an indoor slipper lying not too far away from us. Out of nowhere, a white dotted puppy bit the slipper and run away, disappearing into the crowd, taking the footwear with it. Did someone got into hit and run accident? "We know her! Please let us through!" We know her?