Foot Slave Novels & Stories

Abba shrugs and they both look back at the direction Halima followed with the doctor. Halima follows Doctor Aliyu into his office and he offers her a seat which she quickly takes due to the immense pain she's feeling in her ankles, precisely her left ankle. Maybe she twisted it because her shoe twisted when she was trying to get out of the car and her ankle has been paining her since.

The soles are red, flesh throbbing, and sensitive. "The healer gave me this." He says lifting the bottle so I could see it. The texture seems to be like oil. "Is it the same one as you always use?" I question unsure of its actual contents. "No, this is different. It will act as a drug to numb your feet for a while whilst it heals you at the same time." He says pouring out the information he has acquired. "Well, someone has been studying." I chuckle.

No reproductive organs. How is that possible? I turned off the instrument and carried him out of it. Alice, they like to call his legs “hindlimbs”, and in their hearts, they think of him as a mentally retarded beast. "You're not, are you?" I held his legs. "Spread your legs." I reached up and gently stroked his lower calf. He squinted and hummed twice, spreading his legs along with my strength. Only three toes. The foot is also three times the size of a human being, and the central bone of the foot is very soft and can be bent at will.

The night however took a disastrous turn when I misstepped and something snapped. I froze on the spot in disbelief then slowly glanced down to where my feet now stood unevenly on the ground. "No, this...this can't be happening," I sputtered incredulously and dropped to my knees to inspect my heels. It had snapped, alright. The right foot had broken. I grabbed the wall to steady myself and slipped it off, muttering incoherently with annoyance that rose from almost immediately. Of all the nights these heels could have chosen to mock me, it just had to be tonight.

Her left foot joined the torment, pressing against his heavy balls, massaging them gently while her right foot continued its perfect, teasing footjob. “Fuck… Isabella…” Skyler moaned, his hips thrusting upward instinctively, fucking her soft sole. “Your feet feel so good… so incredibly soft and warm…” Isabella smiled, enjoying every second of the power she held over this powerful man. She increased the pace, using both feet now — soles sliding smoothly along his length, toes squeezing the head, her high arches pressing firmly against the sides of his cock. Precum leaked profusely, making her feet slick and shiny, the red polish on her toes glistening with his arousal.

Swallowing the nausea, I shot back, "Wow, Nathan. I'm not even in the ground yet, and you've already got her here to play nurse?" Rainee swayed, putting on her best damsel act, her voice all shaky as tears pooled in her eyes. "Liana, you've got it all wrong... Nathan and I—" Before she could finish, Nathan grabbed his head like he'd been hit by a sledgehammer, groaning dramatically. Rainee freaked, clutching his arm. "Nathan, what's wrong? Don't scare me!" He twisted his face in over-the-top pain before suddenly pulling her into a hug, murmuring, "Honey..."

Black 'fuck me' stilettos completed her outfit, and the midnight blue of her dress, against the tone of Aimee's skin, made Braxton's mark stand out-exactly what she was hoping for. "Let's go rock Brax's world." Isabella grinned, and linking arms, the three women headed downstairs to the Wild West, Aces and Eights clubrooms. The president was ready to take the ride of her life. 2. "Jesus, Mary, and Joseph." Ratchet cursed into his beer as the ladies descended. Unfortunately, he made Maddog miss his shot, and that was enough to lose the game of pool to Rogue and the smiling assassin."What the fuck?!" Maddog sputtered, turning to yell at Ratchet, only he caught sight of the very thing that caus

Gianna's POV "Ouch, damn it!" I decided to take refuge on the stairwell landing, the throbbing in my foot finally becoming unbearable. I slipped off my sandals, revealing the sorry state of my little toe on my right foot, swollen and angry-looking. The sandals themselves were starting to rub, adding insult to injury. And to top it off, I didn't even have a band-aid in my bag. What a way to start the morning. And of course, it was pouring outside. Just perfect! I unfurled my umbrella and pushed myself to my feet, but the combination of wet shoes and slick stairs proved disastrous; my feet went out from under me, and I lost my balance.

Olivia asked softly. Nodding dumbly, I let go of her right foot and grabbed her left. Of course, her right foot landed directly on my cock. That was a dumb move. But at least she wasn't moving it. With her left foot now held firmly with both hands, I began to administer the same massage to that one. Working my way up and down, I rubbed her heel, then gripped and squeezed my way to the ball. When I mashed my thumbs into that meaty part of her foot, it earned me another moan from her.

I point to the heels I had abandoned in the doorway. “Because those shoes are evil and I am pretty sure they were biting my feet off or something. Sadly, they are part of my uniform at work.” I explain. He raises an eyebrow. “Biting your feet off? Surely they can't be THAT bad...” he trails off. I lift my foot up and pull off my bunny slipper to reveal the blisters and red marks that marr the pale skin of my foot. “They are definitely that bad.” I state as I hold my foot up so he can see. It is almost comical how horrified Bellamy looks. He actually leans forward and grabs my foot, pulling it towards himself.