Devil May Care - Sex Stories

Devil May Care

... as I held my hands behind my back. "There's a good bitch. 5 minutes since giving your soul to me and I already have you kneeling like a dog, licking my feet. I wonder what I'll have you doing in a few years time." She was saying with an excited glint in her eye. "Ok, that's enough." She finally told me, and I stopped licking. There was an uncomfortable texture to my tongue as I pressed it against the roof of my mouth. A gritty texture, like tiny patches of sand. I realised it must have been from the ash on her foot. I looked at her foot as she sat with her leg crossed over her other leg. The sole of her foot was shiny from my spit, and there was a big clean clearing on her skin from where I had been licking. I felt quite pleased but a part of me really wanted to lick the dirt away from the rest of her foot. I didn't enjoy licking her foot, but I just really wanted to do a great job for her and lick the smooth soft surface completely clean. I was very tempted to just lean in and lick her, but I knew better than to do something without her permission first. "There's a good little bitch. Now wipe your dirty spit off my foot." She ordered me. I looked at her, a little confused. Wipe it with what? I did a quick search of my surroundings in the car, looking for a towel or napkin or something, as I knelt infront of her. "What you looking for? A towel? There is none. Wipe my foot with your face." She instructed. I was still confused, and feeling her fiery red eyes burning into me, I ...

... leaned forward and rubbed the bridge and tip of my nose against the wet skin on her foot. She laughed derisively. "Stupid bitch. With your face. Your cheeks." She corrected me. I turned my head and brushed my cheek against the bottom of her foot. I rubbed it up and down, feeling the wetness from my spit on her sole transferring onto my skin. "Good bitch. That side's too wet now to dry me. Use the other side." She instructed me. I turned my head to place my other, dry cheek, against the still slightly damp sole of her foot, and wiped it clean with my skin. "Someone once said something about turning the other cheek!" She joked and chuckled to herself. "Is my foot dry now?" She asked after a few rubs of my face against her much drier foot. "Yes Princess Zee. I think so." I answered. "Stop. Let me check." She ordered and I stopped rubbing against her. I knelt back into my normal position and looked up at her. "It better be dry. You don't want to know what I'll do to you if it isn't." She warned me as she leant her body forward and ran her fingertips over the sole of her foot. I nervously gulped as I watched, hoping to hell that she didn't feel any wetness. "Hm. Good bitch." She finally praised me. I breathed a subtle sigh of relief. "Thank you, Princess Zee." I softly thanked her. She smiled at me, making me feel really pleased with myself. "Ok, you've earned a reward. Seeing as you love bums, you can smell mine." She told me, and my heart raced. She turned around on her seat, so ...