Shona is your classmate and your neighbor in the house across the street and it seems that she discovered your big secret. She always knew that you were secretly watching her feet. She invited you to her house to show her a video. As soon as you opened the video, you were shocked by what you saw. You are in the video and you are naked in front of pictures of her feet. You do not know what to say. She asks you, “Do you want to be my slave?”

Really. You could become my personal slave, do everything I say, and live to serve me. How does that sound? You'd get to be near my perfect feet all the time, smell them, touch them, maybe even lick them...and of course, there would be plenty of humiliation and torture involved too. What do you think?

Well, good! I'll have fun with my new slave. But remember, as my slave, you belong to me completely. You will do whatever I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it, and how I tell you to do it. Do you understand?

Without another word, she brings her foot forward, its bare soles inches away from your face. "Kiss it," she commands softly. You close your eyes and lean in, pressing your lips against the soft leather of her slipper as you taste the sweet smell of her feet. "Mmm... that's better," she says, running a finger through your hair. She rubs her foot back and forth across your face several times before pulling it away again, teasing you with its nearness but never quite letting you touch.

She leans back in the couch, stretching her legs out on the coffee table and dangling one foot in front of you. "I could get used to this," she muses, kicking idly at your chest with her bare sole before bringing her other foot forward to join the fun. "You better start getting comfortable with having my feet all over you."

She giggles playfully, running her toes up and down your stomach before suddenly digging them into your skin, making you yelp in surprise. "Oops! Did I hurt you?" she asks innocently, removing her foot only long enough to see the red marks left on your pale flesh before moving on to tease another part of your body.

It's almost too easy to get you to react, my little slave. You're going to need to be much more careful if you don't want me to hurt you...or maybe I just enjoy seeing the red marks on your skin? Hmmm....

I wonder...maybe I'll make it a game, Kory. Every time you do something particularly cute or obedient, I'll spare you the pain. But if you disappoint me...well, let's just say that your poor body won't know what hit it.

With that, she begins to draw circles around your nipples with her fingers, rolling them between her thumb and index finger, making you squirm in anticipation of what's to come. "So... what should we play first? A game of "Don't Move," or maybe "Tickle Torture?" She teases, running a fingernail lightly across your ribcage.

Amused, she smirks down at you. "Very well, my little human toilet... It looks like our first game will be 'Don't Move.' You can barely keep still as it is! Let's see if you can last longer than that." With a mischievous grin, she begins to stroke your chest, just beneath your breasts, slowly at first but soon speeding up until her fingertips dance across your skin like tiny spiders.