Foot Worship: The Training of A Foot Slave

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You were more chill when you had full control over her, she's getting close to your level buddy" he grinned. Nah it's okay Mum, see you!" My mother left the room and closed the door behind her. She was gone within a few moments. She smiled for a second than switched up to grin again. "But put your energy into something more useful than disobedience, Luky-boy." Nah thanks really, after the worst night of my life I'm not interested. Sorry to reject your offer but I really can't"

I started chilling on my bed and hearing music to calm down from that act of humiliation. I brought my left hand to my forehead where I got the hit from my embarrasing accident. "Dang it, why did my sister have to see this" I whispered to myself. "Well whatever" I sighed and started looking up my social media stuff, answered messages and decided to see some of my homies later on and meet up for some chill'in. *I need to clear my head up!* Oh sure, I mean he could serve me in future as you do at the moment. Less work for you, better life for him." She laughed.I started kissing her left foot over and over. “Get up.” She said again. I rose to my knees. “Take your glasses off.” I took them off immediately looking up at her beautiful face. “Close your eyes.” I closed them as she instructed. There was a brief pause and then she slapped my face pretty hard. I gave her the drink I brought with me while admiring her elegant hand and especially her white, well shaped fingernails. I slightly shook my head because of me slowly starting to like every muscle of my sister. 10 seconds later one of her calve were resting on my head while her other leg was bend so her foot could rest on my shoulder. I was her foot rest now... humiliating. I was close to scream out but I kept silent... it suddenly felt strangly right to be her foot stool. Why though ? Because she was superior ? I just had to fulfill her wishes therefor. I got interrupted... also domination, humiliation, slavery and also a lot of giantess (gts) aspects. So if GTS is not your thing, give the story a few times and everytime we talked we hit it off. She actually pursued me though. She texted me one day and said she wanted to A girl from my street came towards me, quite attractive herself, stopping me. I recognized her face, a friend of my sister.

Thank you mistress, you're devine" I was proud that she said that even if it would be the most terrible thing on earth for my old me, two days ago. I started slurping up the rest of her Golden nectar. It was really clear and had sort of a very diluted sweet flavor.. kinda like how Hint water has subtle flavors of fruit. Except.. it didn’t taste like any fruit lol. C'mon Luky-boy, the grape does not eat itself on its own." She kept her dirty sole upwards showing me that I should bow down to ... eat it. Her toes wiggled a welcome. Hello there! I'm a german dude who wants to share a story. I put much effort in it and try my best to deliver as good as I can. I took two deep breaths while kissing each of these feet. I still leaned on my forearms, now turning my head laterally so I looked at her again.While trying to ignore her I walked up the stairs, and stopped at the beginning of the corridor. Directly to my right was the door to my sisters room. I looked down at the door and saw a white little fabric peeking out of the door. *Enough of that* I went straight to my door and closed it loudly.

My relief didn't last long though, as my sister looked at me analytically. She then looked away at something behind me. Her evil smirk again...

So what are you waiting for ? Couchcouch, get out of my sight till you stand in the door with my drink, silly" I dropped to my knees, more than just defeated. Nevertheless I felt much better...kind of relieved. I still looked down at her feet, they were much closer now, ...since I was on my knees. Nontheless that situation wasn't pleasing. I had to do something about it.