Joe decides that he would rather obey Morrigan rather than lose the ability of having free will because of the staff.
".......Ok. You win." Joe reluctantly admitted. Morrigan gave Joe a smile and put the staff on the couch.
"Good boy. Now I better not see any more bad behavior from you." Morrigan said. "Now....I think I'll have some fun with you. But first, you'll have to promise me that if I untie you, you won't do anything... stupid. Are we clear?"
Too ashamed to talk anymore, Joe nodded. Morrigan was delighted to see him obedient. She pointed her finger to him. Blue light started to come out of her index finger. All the ropes around Joe turned into blue light, then disappeared. Joe sat up and stretched. Morrigan went to the couch and sat in the middle. Joe stared at her as she slowly began taking off her boots. She smiled when she caught Joe staring at her and her feet as continued to seductively remove the black boots. Joe turned away but found himself staring at her again. He was amazed at how beautiful and irresistable she really was. Morrigan finished sliding off her left boot, revealing her amazingly beautiful foot. Green nail polish on her perfectly shaped toes and toenails. They weren't short, nor were they too long. He could tell her whole foot was incredibly soft and clean. The purple nylon-like clothing that covered her legs only stopped above her ankle but wrapped around the middle of her foot, exposing only the front half of the foot and her heel. She stretched her leg upward, moving her foot in circles. Then she placed it back down to repeat the same to her right foot. Once she had both of her feet exposed, she extended them across the floor, crossed with her right foot over her left. Morrigan stood her boots at the foot of the couch.
"Come here, Lil Joey." she said in a sweet voice.
"Uh-uh." Morrigan shook her head. "Stay on all fours like the pathetic animal that you are." Joe reluctantly crawled to his master, much like a scared dog. Morrigan giggled at his appearance.
"Closer. Right in front of my feet." she said. Joe crawled closer. Morrigan lifted her right foot only inches away from Joe's face. He moved his head back, expecting them to be incredibly smelly. But to his surprise, it had no bad odor. Joe could only detect a small hint of some kind of fruit he couldn't name, as well as the moisture from her foot sweat. He assumed that Morrigan takes good care of her feet.
Morrigan saw Joe slowly leaning towards her feet, smelling them. Joe caught himself unconciously doing so. He blushed and turned away.
"Hahaha! The soap I use has a little bit of a fruit from another planet. It has a long-lasting odor that sticks to the skin for a couple of days." she stated. "But anyway, back to business." Morrigan placed her right foot back down on her left foot. Then she pointed her toes up.
"As your first job as my slave, I want you to worship my feet." she commanded. Joe was shocked to hear this. He thought that he was going to simply massage her feet, but what she had just commanded was simply out of the ordinary.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" she said impatiently. Joe didn't want to upset the beauty that sat before him. He slowly crouched lower, his face coming closer to her beautiful feet. But Morrigan couldn't wait.
"Oh for the love of God, hurry up! My feet are killing me!", she told him. Morrigan quickly lifted her foot right into Joe's mouth. He gagged at the sudden movement.
"Ooooo, feels good in there." she said, suddenly very relaxed. She gave a sigh of relaxation and wiggled her toes in Joe's mouth, playing with his tongue. She moved her foot back and forth against Joe's tongue, thoroughly brushing her sweat on it. Joe was ashamed that he had been reduced to this. But at the same time he felt that it was an honor to be able to even touch such a gorgeous woman such as her. Morrigan slowly let her head fall back against the couch in pleasure.
"Oooh yeeeah. This feels fantastic! Keep at it. Remember: I want it all clean." she said. "So you better do a good job." But Joe knew he couldn't disobey. He knew that the consequences could be dire. He placed his hands on her ankles and held her foot up. Joe felt her leg becoming heavier after that and he realized that she was no longer holding her leg up for him. He didn't know how to properly "worship" her feet until he got the hint when Morrigan started circling her toes around his tongue. Joe put a toe in his mouth one at a time, doing both circular and back-and-forth motions with his tongue. After that, Joe began licking in between Morrigan's toes, where much of the foot sweat is.
"Yeah, that's it. Get all that good stuff in between there.", she moaned. Joe obeyed his master. He licked each crevice thoroughly. Once he was done, Morrigan put her sole on his face. He moved his head back and gently pulled down the thin nylon strap that covered her arch and put it behind her heel. Then he started licking her sole, making his tongue wide to cover most of Morrigan's foot for every stroke. It wasn't as bad as he expected since her foot was so soft and it didn't give off any bad foot odor.
When he was completely done with her right foot, Morrigan examined his work. She smiled and pet Joe on the head. She placed her right foot on the carpet to let it dry off a bit and raised her left foot to Joe's face.
He repeated the same thing he did to Morrigan's right foot. Slowly he sucked and licked her toes and in between, tasting the flesh of her foot. He removed the strap off her sole and licked it clean.
"Excellent! You're such a good little foot cleaner, aren'tcha?" she said after he was done. "And since you're so good at it, expect to be doing it more often. Nooooow, what shall I do next....?" She outstretched her arms out onto the top of the couch on both sides of her and put her head back, thinking....
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