This choice: Marissa forces you to rub her feet • Go Back...Chapter #5Motherly love by: Unknown Without much time to react, Marissa traps you underneath her enormous right foot with you head poking out between her big and ring toe.
"And while we're at it, you might as well make yourself to me by giving a mother of my stature what she deserves" said Marissa with a sinister smile looking down at your pathetically small body.
But apparently, she is either unable to or simply sucks at torturing, with makes sense considering her purpose. She was so spotlessly perfect that despite the fact she was basically crushing him, he had never felt so good in his entire life before. His bones were on the edge of breaking and yet, the smoothness and softness of her beautiful foot and toes made, what should have been a horrible experience, into an ocean of pure pleasure that he would gladly stay in.
"So, are you now ready to give up and bow down to your mistress?" Said Marissa while she remained fully confident
"Never! I would rather be crushed by your beautiful foot than grating your wish!" You said while acting as if you two were performing a play, which the goddess of infinite height somehow didn't seem to understand
"So you really admire my feet, don't you? If that's the case, then maybe you should have done what you were supposed to do" said Marissa somewhat irritated
"Well, i would've if you didn't trap me underneath you foot, I can't really massage while i'm stuck, can i?"
".....O-Ohhh.... s-sorry, i forgot" said Marissa ashamed as her cheeks began burning crimson red
"N-Nevertheless, you will give me exactly what I rightfully deserve as your mother, don't you agree my little darling?"
"Yes mom" you said with excitement clearly within you voice
"Good to hear"
Marissa then laid down on the bed while she kept you trapped underneath her wonderful toes until she unfortunately freed you from them in order for the massage, which compromised your disappointment quite well.
"Now do what your mother says son and massage my foot"
"Yes master"
"H-Hey! I'm supposed to say that!" Said Marissa angry as you basically stole her line, which is ironic considering that the roles have been reversed
"But master, i'm the one who's supposed to serve, you finally get to take a break for once and relax as I give my master what she deserves"
"....That's very kind of you to say, but it's not as if you're going to do a good job at it any.... ohhhhh...."
Marissa lost track of what she was saying when you began massaging her feet and found herself in a world of bliss that she had never found herself in before.
"..... Why... does this feel so...good?"
"You're not my first mother to ask for foot massage. In fact, my real mother made it into a 'mother and son bonding' exercise, after i had-"
"-given her a foot massage as a mother's day gift" Said Marissa half awake
"How do you know that master?"
"I had become one with her in order to become your mother, it wouldn't have counted if I did otherwise. Thus, her memories had poured into me... including your foot massages"
"Then why are you surprised master?"
"Because someone of your stature should be able to produce pleasure of my enormous scale" Said Marissa completely baffled
"Are really sure?"
Without hesitation, you began massaging her foot as hard as you could, with Marissa being at the receiving end
"OHHHH! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!" Said Marissa through her load moans of pleasure, even though your hands were not even as big as her picky toe
Her world of pure pleasure continued as long as you kept massaging her beautiful soles until you stopped so you could ask her a question, she kept breathing heavily long after you had stopped.
"Umm, master?"
"Yes.... my....darling?"
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