Tonight you'll spend all your time hiding under my bed so you can hear what a real woman does in a bed . You will hear my moans while I have sex with a man, something that you will be no more able to do , there will be no boys in the life of the little Victoria, what only matters to you, a slave, is the happiness of your Mistress. All you can hope for is to spend the rest of your miserable life under my feet - Megan kept looking at me intently and my heart was filled with joy when she smiles sweetly. Before she could say something, I bowed like a muslim and with my hands I put her left foot on my head to show her my total submission. Then I begged her : Megan did not answer to my heartfelt prayer but she removed her foot from my head and brought it to my face, at a distance that allowed me to reach it this time. Realizing that I was forgiven I began to kiss her foot without stopping except to say:

The next morning i woke up early and i went down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. A few minutes later i heard the front door slam and a moment later Megan was in front of me . She had her hair in a ponytail and apparently she had already made her morning run , she was very sweaty. That were all my thoughts when I noticed that I had again a fire between my legs. I don’t know why but I walked to the pile of Megan dirty laundry and I took her dirty panties, burying my face into them and sniffing vigorously the crotch area that I covered with kisses. Then, I don’t know why, I put the panties on my head and I resumed my work that humiliating way. How pathetic I’d become ? I had an orgasm right there, on the floor near the toilet bowl. That was the miserable thing that Victoria Thomas had become. With eyes full of tears I could no longer endure her piercing eyes and I looked on the ground, beaten and humiliated again. Yes Mistress, I will remember it. Please Mistress I beg you to forgive this stupid slave - I said angry at myself for being so stupid, how could I call her by name as if we were equals ? She was so superior to me and I could only be grateful to her for allowing me to be her slave.Come in here little doggy , come to smell your Mistress sweaty shoes - i crawled to her and i put my nose inside the shoe that my Mistress was holding in her hand. The odour was quite strong but that didn’t stop me from sniffing her foot scent like a hunting dog. I could smell the leather past the foot scent of my Mistress , a fragrancy that i smelled so many times in these day that i would have recognized it among a thousand. Immediately passed through my head the image of me crawling at the feet of dozens of girls smelling one foot after the other.

Enjoy your reward slave while i take a nap. I don’t think i need to tell you that you couldn’t remove your tongue from my feet for a second - Megan said.

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