"Well," Mistress begins "This whole thing is making be so stressed out. Would you mind giving me a foot massage?"
"I'd be honored to serve you as long as it makes you happy" you bow obediently.
She sticks her left foot in your face. You can smell the sweaty odor from it. You ignore the smell and slip off her flip-flop. You inhale the smell from the sole. Mistress giggles and you feel like you are being a good brother. You then begin gently rubbing her foot with one hand. She releases a sigh of relaxation. Her foot is a little sweaty but being grossed out is worth it to make Mistress smile. After fully massaging her foot, she pulls it back and slams her other heel into your crotch.
You hold in a groan of agony and proceed to remove her other flip-flop. You stick out your tongue and lick the flip-flop from heel to toe. She smiles.
"Why are you so willing to be my footboy?" she asked.
"I don't do it because I love your feet" you lie, "I do it because it makes you happy." This was true. You secretly enjoyed her feet but you were ashamed of it.
You then proceed to massage her other foot thoroughly. After several minutes of rubbing she pulls away. She goes to kick you in the groin again but stops.
"Why didn't you try to protect yourself?" she asks puzzled.
"You enjoy my pain." you answer plainly, "If I try to stop you from hurting me, I'm not making you happy."
She giggles and drives her foot deep in your groin. You want to scream so bad. Your face is bright red.
"Thank you, Mistress" you say grunting in pain "How else may I help you?"
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