Charmed by Her Feet Ch. 3

Chapter 3 Not What She Expected

Waking up in the morning used to be a whole lot better before Ashley came into his life. The pain in his throat was there again, no doubt caused by the sock. His homework.

Carlo did the exact same thing as he did yesterday. It had only been a day since he discovered the curse of Ashley’s socks, but he was quick to learn. He had prepared and drank a glass of water before doing anything else. After a refreshing drink, he would do what he would normally do. Brush his teeth, change clothes, then grab a sandwich on his way out.

At lunch, he would eat quickly, then go to the comfort room to stuff the other sock in his mouth. Then, he would have to be hasty in getting to his class while making sure the other students wouldn’t catch his attentive friend.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day.

Ashley was leaning against her locker. Her golden hair untied, and flowing past her shoulders. She was wearing a white tee shirt that fitted her hot body perfectly, highlighting every one of her deadly curves. She was still wearing the same skinny jeans and sneakers as she did yesterday.

“Two minutes left.” Ashley muttered impatiently. She regretted giving him five minutes, but if he always arrived late. She would have to punish him, and that would mean less time for him to worship her.

She heard quick and heavy footfalls echo from the hall. She glanced at the direction of the noise, and saw the familiar handsome face of her slave. She smiled.

He looked better today than he did yesterday. His black shirt was revealing his muscles; his abs almost poking out of the fabric. He was wearing gray jeans, and black shoes.

“Hey, Ashley.” He greeted with his signature smile that could melt any girl. Except for her.

Ashley frowned. He was acting like she didn’t have the power to obliterate his reputation at her fingertips.

She was about to scold him for forgetting, when a dark-haired girl popped behind Carlo.

She gave Ashley a warm smile. “Hi, I’m Kath. I came with Carlo to ask if I could borrow him tomorrow?”

Ashley gave her a raised brow. Tomorrow was Saturday, she wondered if the girl planned to have a date with him.

“You see, there’s this new lesson that I couldn’t understand, and I thought Carlo could help me. He always helped me before, but he told me that he had plans with you. I was hoping that maybe ... ” she paused. “... you could just move what you are going to do tomorrow on Sunday?”

Ashley gazed at her flatly. She was about to say some hurtful words, when Kath spoke again. “Oh, oh, forget I said anything. It was churlish of me to ask you that. I’m sorry for bothering you.” She bit her lower lip nervously.

Ashley smirked. It’s possible that Kath was embarrassed by her request, or she was scared off by the scowl on her face. She was after all, six inches taller than Kath.

“It’s ok. But about Sunday, Carlo can’t make it. We have a project to do on both days. And if Carlo misses even just one of those days, he might experience some discomfort the next time we meet.” She told Kath, then shooting Carlo a one-second glance.

Ashley smiled inwardly, when she saw Carlo squirm. Kath didn’t seem to notice though.

“O-oh, ok.” Kath said. She looked crestfallen. “I understand, but he can do next week, right?”

Ashley stepped closer, making full use of her height advantage over the girl. Kath was eye-to-eye with her breasts, making the shorter girl feel insignificant.

“I’m not so sure about that.” She said venomously.

Kath visibly flinched from Ashley’s offensive move, but she made no attempts at retaliation.

Kath looked like she was about to cry from Ashley’s threatening demeanor, when Carlo interjected. “Ok, maybe we can get together some other time. Ashley and I have to get going, see you on Monday, Kath.”

Carlo draped his arm around Ashley’s shoulders, earning him a glare. Carlo sent an apologetic look to Kath’s direction, before taking off. With his muscular arm wrapped around Ashley; he dragged her to the parking to lot to get to his motorcycle.

When they neared the black vehicle, Ashley had to use all her strength to pull away. She momentarily forgot about Carlo’s immense strength. All those nights she had him at her feet, made her think he was nothing but a weak boy.

She was very wrong.

“What the hell was that?!” Ashley snapped. A bit of spittle flying at Carlo’s face as she talked.

Carlo nonchalantly wiped the tiny droplets of her spit with the back of his hand, then gave her a serious look. “I allowed you to enslave me, so you wouldn’t share the video to anyone. But what’s the use of the video, if your just going to end my reputation personally.” Carlo told her.

Ashley scoffed. “You’re surprisingly brave for someone who gets hard at the sight of my feet.”

“Enough of that. You know that I have a thing for girls’ feet, and I enjoy how you dominate me with them. But I won’t let you humiliate Kath just because she wanted my help.” Despite his rants, Carlo remained calm. “You didn’t have to make her feel worthless by shoving your breasts in her face.”

Ashley was shocked at Carlo’s sudden change in his usually submissive personality, or his more famous charming one.

“So, you don’t want me dominating anyone else except you?” Ashley asked smugly.

“No. I just don’t want you looking down on people, that are close to me. Like what you did with Kath.” Carlo explained.

“Tch, it’s her fault for suggesting that we move what we’re going to do tomorrow.”

Carlo heaved a sigh. “But still, you shouldn’t have done what you did.” He noticed Ashley was about to speak, when he cut her off by adding. “I am your slave, they aren’t.”

Ashley was silenced by the last part. She had forgotten that she doesn’t own everybody in the school. She felt like a goddess whenever Carlo worshipped her, that she had forgotten that she was still human ... that had the looks of Aphrodite.

Ashley sighed in defeat. “You make a fair point.” She turned her gaze to him, eyes filled with a mixture of frustration and determination that made Carlo fear the future. “Now, drive me home.”

Carlo carried her to his motorcycle again. The short drive to her place was silent. Both of them didn’t continue their argument earlier, as if it never happened.

The air was warm and humid, caused by the approaching summer. And when summer comes, that means summer break isn’t far off.

When they got to their destination, Carlo got on all fours, then Ashley stepped off him, leaving another shoe print. The black color of his shirt gave the dirt a grayish-white color.

Carlo remembered Ashley’s rules, and knelt down when they entered the house. Ashley dropped her bag on the floor, then proceeded to sit on the couch. She motioned Carlo to go to her with her hand.

He dropped his bag on the floor, then crawled to where she sat. He looked into her eyes. He felt his heart tug at him, when he realized she was still wearing the same scary glint in her eyes as earlier.

The tug got stronger when her eyes fell on him. Carlo tried to hide his nervousness, he regretted arguing with her earlier. But he would regret allowing Kath to get humiliated more. He was still a charmer at heart.

“I haven’t washed my sneakers for more than a month. I want you to lick them clean.” Ashley told him in a blank tone.

Carlo obeyed, and was about to take her shoes off, when Ashley stopped him by kicking his face. “I want you to lick them while I’m wearing them.”

Carlo nodded. He noticed that her kicks would be more painful with the shoe on.

Carlo picked her foot up, and held it in the air between them. He licked, but when the tip of his tongue touched the bottom, he withdrew. The taste of dirt was too prominent, and whatever she stepped on outside of her house would also be present.

A strong kick struck his cheek, causing him to topple over. Carlo slowly got back on his knees, he mumbled an apology, then grabbed her foot again. He knew his cheek would probably swell tomorrow.

Carlo stuck his tongue out once again. He felt every dirt the sole of her shoe had gathered. The thick blanket of dirt causing his tongue to turn gray. His dick was twitching from the humiliation and the thought of licking something that’s constantly worn by her feet. But he wasn’t that turned on without the actual foot.

Ashley was watching her slave lick her dirty shoe. Back at the lot, she realized that Carlo was doing everything she asked because of the blackmail. She thought she had finally broken him, but she thought wrong. She had something else planned for today, but she had to reschedule so she could break him.

Ashley wanted him to follow her because he knew she was superior to him, and not because she had dirt on him.

She noticed that Carlo would occasionally glance at her, and she would respond with a cold glare from her hazel eyes. Despite being turned on by Carlo’s shoe-licking, she was too pissed at Carlo’s earlier actions to try and bask in the pleasure.

She knew that what she did to Kath was wrong, and she accepted it. What she couldn’t accept was how Carlo literally dragged her to the lot, he was blatantly disrespecting her.

Just remembering what he did earlier roused her anger. She gave him a swift kick to the same cheek she hit earlier.

The result was the same, except Carlo now has a red mark on his cheek. He looked up to her, as if asking if he did anything wrong to deserve the blow.

“You are my slave, I can do anything to you.” Ashley reasoned.

Carlo didn’t say anything in return against her logic, and went back to cleaning her sneaker.

She was going to break him, and to do that. She will have to scare him indefinitely. She will have to show him that she has absolute power over him. Nothing nice would come his way, nothing that wouldn’t make him regret what he did earlier.

Ashley yanked her foot from his grip, and she took a peek at his work. Her shoe was now halfway clean. She wanted to smile at him to praise him for his work, but she stopped herself. This was his punishment after all. She stretched her foot out to him, then he went back to licking.

Several minutes passed by before the bottom was completely clean. Ashley didn’t make him clean the upper part since it’d take longer to clean due to it being constructed out of fabric than rubber. Plus, licking the bottom was much more effective as a punishment. She shoved her other shoe-enclosed foot at his face, having fun with kicking him around, then relaxed as she watched his tongue lap at the dirty sneaker.

“My legs are getting stiff. Back on the floor.”

Carlo dropped on his back, then watched as a pair of red sneakers landed on him. He took the one he was still cleaning, and licked hard, hoping to end the torment as fast as he could. The other shoe was being rubbed on his stomach, probably to show him that he’s just a carpet to her.

Ashley closed her eyes, breathing heavily due to exhaustion. She wanted to further punish Carlo, but the day has been tiring for her. The quiz was easy since she studied, but a whole bunch of new lessons drained her energy.

Before she could open her eyes, however, she nodded off.

Darkness.

That was the first thing Ashley saw before light from her right side attacked her adjusting eyes.

Her lamp was turned on, causing a yellow glow to reveal someone easy on the eyes.

Carlo hadn’t noticed she woke up yet, she took that as an opportunity to determine his intentions of bringing her into her room.

Carlo removed her shoes and socks off. Ashley felt cold air wrap her feet, further amplified by the film of sweat.

Ashley heard Carlo grab something from her left. When she felt him approach her again, she shut her eyes. She let her skin feel around in an attempt to figure out what the hunk was doing, but all she felt was a blanket being placed around her.

“I know you’re awake.” Carlo said.

Ashley flushed red in being caught red-handed. She sat upright, pushing off the blanket around her.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Ashley asked in an attempt to gain control of the conversation.

“You fell asleep on the couch. With your position, you’re going to get a stiff neck tomorrow. So, I carried you to your room.” Carlo answered.

“Did I tell you to do that?” Ashley asked with a raised brow.

“No, I did it because I didn’t want you getting a stiff neck. Then taking it out on me when we meet again.”

“What do you mean when we meet again?” Ashley pointed to her feet. “You’re sleeping here.”

Carlo remained silent, just staring at Ashley. Before she could get annoyed by his reluctance to follow, Carlo lied down on the bed, his face an inch away from her feet. The pungent odor once again dominated his senses.

“Every weekend, you’re going to sleep here.” Ashley told him. “Bring a change of clothes and other necessities every Friday, I don’t want you smelling worse than my feet.”

“Understood, Goddess Ashley.” His breath caressed the wrinkles in her feet. “Goddess Ashley, about earlier, I’m sorry for how I acted. It was wrong of me to drag you away like that. I beg of your forgiveness.”

Ashley smirked. “Forgiveness? You must earn it first, show me how sorry you are to deserve your goddess’s forgiveness.”

“I will do everything to earn it.” Carlo added.

At this, Ashley felt warmth blanket her crotch. “Oh, really?” She said in a low voice. “Very well then, I will forget your blasphemy, but tomorrow, you must do everything I want. And for tonight, you won’t sleep near my feet, you will sleep pressed against them.”

Ashley pressed her feet against his face, the warmth, stench and sweat making him realize how being in shoes all day could make them deadly. She was lying sideways, making it easier for him to glue his face to her feet. His nose was almost buried in her crevices, but fortunately, they weren’t.

“Of course, Goddess Ashley. Thank you for accepting my apology, I will do my best to be worthy of becoming your slave.” His voice was muffled by the foot covering his mouth. His lips accidentally brushed against her foot, causing him to taste her salty foot sweat.

“Good, and ...” Ashley trailed off, before continuing. “... thanks for carrying me here.”

Carlo’s smirk was safely hidden from her view, thanks to her feet. “You’re welcome.”

“But don’t think that changes anything!” Ashley added in a serious tone.

“I’m sleeping before your feet. I think you made that pretty clear.” Carlo quipped with a smile.

A sweaty foot jabbed his face. “Don’t be a smartass.”

“Sorry, Goddess Ashley.” Despite the weak kick, the smile on his face remained.

Carlo felt something weird swirling around his stomach, and it wasn’t because he was breathing in Ashley’s foot odor. Tonight, Ashley actually thanked him, not just any thanks, a sincere one. He briefly wondered if this means things will change a bit for the two of them. He heard her say that what he did and what she said won’t change anything. But he can’t help but hope, that somehow, things will change for the better.

That things will fall according to his plan.

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Ashley woke up earlier than the still sleeping Carlo at her feet. She yawned and stretched, her toes pressing themselves against Carlo’s nose even more. She smiled when she felt his deep inhalation, sucking the probably stale air between her toes.

Enjoying how Carlo is breathing through her toes, Ashley decided to stay in bed for a little longer.

Five minutes passed by, before Ashley saw him stirring.

Carlo escaped the clutches of slumber, only to be trapped in the scent of Ashley’s feet. He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was her sexy and white toes.

He gave her a greeting smile. “Good morning, Goddess Ashley.”

“Same to you, slave.” She replied, then returned his smile. “I might like a good morning kiss as well.” Ashley wiggled her toes in front of him, poking his eyes in the process.

“Anything for my goddess.”

Carlo planted a kiss on Ashley’s big toe, causing an grin to broke out on her face. His warm lips coating her cold toe like a wet, fleshy and soft blanket. The morning air was still quite cold in spite of the approaching summer. Ashley slept with the windows open, but pretty soon, she’s going to need to use the air conditioner in her room.

Carlo continued to shower her bare feet with kisses, from her sole, to the in-betweens of her toes. The smell didn’t fade completely, leaving a faint trace of the once knockout-gas-substitute.

“Hmm, my kicks left a purple mark on your cheek.” Ashley pointed out.

Carlo felt around, and just a graze from his fingers resulted in a stinging pain.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes,” Carlo answered.

Ashley touched it with the ball of her foot, causing Carlo to wince from the pain, but he didn’t move away.

“I guess this will be a good reminder to not be rude towards me.” Ashley applied more force on the swelling, exponentially increasing the pain Carlo initially felt. Ashley’s delighted expression contrasted with Carlo’s pained one.

“Hey, I almost forgot. Did you do your homework?” Ashley inquired. Carlo was eternally grateful, when she finally pulled her foot away from his new weak spot.

“Yes, they’re in my bag, Goddess Ashley.” Carlo answered.

“I see, go and get them.”

Carlo scampered out of her room to retrieve her socks, when he came back, he proffered the socks to her.

She took it, and gave both a very brief sniff. She threw them at his face after knowing that he did his job.

“Good boy, now I’m going to brush my teeth.” She slid on her butt, now having her feet on the floor. “God, the floor’s so cold. If only I had a willing slave that would serve as my transportation. ”

“Your wish is my command, Goddess Ashley.” Carlo said automatically.

Carlo got off the bed, and got on all fours again. He felt her weight focus on his back, her long legs swaying at his sides. Her legs were too long, and they were touching the floor. To solve the problem, she pulled her legs up and folded them, letting her feet rest on Carlo’s dark hair.

Ashley sported a smirk as Carlo crawled to the bathroom. She didn’t help him turn the doorknob. A giggle escaped her lips, when she witnessed Carlo having a hard time opening the bathroom door. The weight of her legs and feet made it difficult for him to look up.

Carlo finally managed to open it, and he pushed it open with a quick swing of his hand.

The tiles inside were barely cold, and so was the floor in her bedroom. She only whined about it so she could see if Carlo would offer himself to her at the cost of his comfort, and whatever pride he had left.

Ashley touched the floor with the tip of her biggest toe. “It’s also quite cold, I might appreciate a warm human carpet right now.” She implied.

Carlo neared the floor, letting Ashley stand while he turned around so she could stand on his front.

Ashley brushed her teeth while Carlo acted as her heater. When her mouth was filled with toothpaste combined with her saliva, she pried open his mouth with her toes. Ashley knelt down to spit on his mouth, then she returned to brushing.

She repeated the process for two more times before finally gargling some water, then spitting it on the sink.

Ashley looked down on Carlo with a smirk. “Swallow.”

Her one-worded order reminded him of swallowing her cum, and just like before, he swallowed the mixture of her spit and toothpaste.

“Good, now take me to the dining room.” Ashley commanded.

Carlo crawled all the way to the dining table, with Ashley on his back. He thanked his lucky stars that he went to the gym, or else he might be getting beaten by Ashley for not being able to carry her around. She wasn’t fat, she was far from it. But being tall made her quite heavy compared to other women.

Ashley sat on the chair, while Carlo scanned the place. In the morning, it looked different than at night, more lively.

“Cook me breakfast.” Her order interrupted Carlo from admiring the place. “Two eggs.”

Carlo opened the fridge, then cracked two eggs open. The liquid inside swirled around the frying pan, the delicious smell of the eggs tickling his nostrils. This was the first time he smelled something good in her home.

Ashley watched Carlo as he cooked the eggs. She only planned to eat one, and would feed the other one to him.

After the eggs were done with their time at the stove, Carlo placed them on a plate in front of Ashley.

Without a word, she scooped up a large piece, then shoved it in her mouth. She smiled at Carlo, which he took as a good sign.

“Tastes good.” Ashley complimented.

“Thanks, Goddess Ashley.” Carlo said. He was relieved that she didn’t find it distasteful, it would surely bring him more work and pain.

Ashley ate her egg, while Carlo watched. She was aware that Carlo’s mouth was probably watering, since she already heard his stomach grumble multiple times.

“Hungry?” She asked as she swallowed a mouthful of food.

Carlo gave her a slight nod.

“Then you won’t mind if it’s a little dirty, right?” As she said this, Ashley tipped the plate over, causing the uneaten meal to fall on the floor.

Ashley slammed both her feet on the egg, causing the yellow liquid to burst, and drip from her toes. She scrunched her toes repeatedly, enjoying the squishing sound caused by the liquid between her now messy digits. She allowed the yellow part to flow through her toes, letting them wash away her feet’s ripe flavor.

The yolk was now completely smashed, but the white part was only partially damaged.

Ashley stood from her seat, then she jumped up and down. The liquid splattered a bit, and the solid white was torn by her merciless feet. After a final jump that was stronger than the rest, she twisted and turned, obliterating any remaining evidence that it was once an edible object.

Ashley fell on her seat, faking exhaustion. “Whew, you’re one lucky slave that your mistress had to tire herself just to fix you breakfast.” Ashley grinned slyly. “You might owe me something later. But for now, enjoy your meal.”

Carlo has yet to understand the true meaning of humiliation. He carried Ashley to her room last night in hopes of doing what he does best, charming people. He realized that Ashley was in control of his life, so fighting her head-on wouldn’t be his best bet. He would have to do it subtly. He will charm her, but not in the way that he’s used to. He will have to learn to charm a goddess.

Carlo was very attentive to her desires in hopes of making her like him. Not in a romantic way, but to have her appreciate having him as a slave. He still has a long way to go before he can obtain his freedom, but there’s no better time than the present to start his mission. The moment she starts to care about her slave; he will try to smooth-talk his way out of his predicament.

And this undoubtedly humiliating ordeal would be one of his stepping stones to achieving his goal.

Carlo lowered his head, letting his mouth get closer to the what was once something that made his stomach grumble, instead of turn inside-out.

He began eating the trampled meal, while giving Ashley a good show. He would have to humiliate himself even further by licking the yellow liquid that her toes dipped in. The flavor of her toes almost matched the egg’s own taste. Carlo faked his enthusiasm in eating the smashed egg white, forcing the poor thing down his throat. Ashley was grinning ear-to-ear after seeing him eat the repulsive food. After eating the crushed puddle, he licked the liquid remains off the floor.

Carlo rose, and bowed his head to her. “Thank you for the delicious meal, Goddess Ashley.”

At this point, Ashley almost reached her limit and wanted to scream in glee. She thought she had broken Carlo beyond repair, and he would now do as she says. She never expected Carlo, to be not only resilient, but also cunning.

“I’m glad you liked it. Now in payment, you will have to clean my feet with your mouth.” Ashley showed her feet coated in some small pieces of egg white, and thick layers of the viscous liquid.

Carlo licked the bottom of her foot, from sole to the toes. This time, her feet’s taste outmatched the egg, which Carlo preferred. He licked and licked, enjoying the wrinkles whenever Ashley scrunched in pleasure. Ashley’s hot moans got Carlo horny, and he used that horniness to fuel his tongue.

Carlo wrapped his mouth around Ashley’s soft sole, and he sucked and licked, effectively removing the stuck egg particles. He pulled away slowly, his lips clamped against her delectable sole, enjoying the smooth texture. He trapped her toes in his mouth, combining both sucking and licking again to remove the things tainting her perfect foot.

“Oh fuck, this is ...” Ashley muttered. Her voice made husky by lust. She hit the table with her hand, about to give in to her desires.

Carlo was struggling to stay in control of his body, her sultry moans was riling up his hormones.

Carlo moved to her other foot after the first one was spotless, aside from his saliva. He cleaned the other one with the same level of vigor.

Ashley closed her eyes in pleasure. Her breathing was erratic and heavy. She scrunched her toes, which were inside Carlo’s mouth at the time. She felt her toes caress the fleshy cavern.

That was the final straw.

Ashley unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled it down, revealing her wet underwear.

“Slave,” she called out breathily. “Service me!”

Carlo immediately stopped sucking her toes, then stood to pull her panties down. Ashley grabbed onto him, then pushed herself up to the table. Her wet pussy dripped cum on the table, not very hygienic for a place where they eat.

Carlo’s tongue shot in her vagina. The taste of her cum was becoming more and more delicious to him, and he didn’t know whether to be happy or not about that. The creamy liquid crawled down his chin, then down his neck.

Ashley violently grabbed his head, and pushed him in deeper. The pain from the swelling on his cheek spread like electricity, but he didn’t allow that to slow him down. He knew enough to know that a swelling cheek would be the least of his problems if he did. She cried out in ecstasy when the wet muscle inside her struck a sensitive spot. “There! There! Lick there!”

Carlo did as he was told. His tongue met her walls that were drowning in white goo on its way to her clit. Just like the last time, she didn’t warn him of her orgasm. She just blasted his mouth with her warm cum.

Ashley fell on her back, while Carlo pulled away with a full mouth.

“Swallow my juice ...” Ashley meekly ordered. She didn’t have to look to know that he still hadn’t drank it.

Carlo gulped her cum down, then just watched as Ashley tried to regain her strength.

“My pussy’s a little messy, clean it.”

Carlo approached her sex again, this time, his tongue only licked the exteriors. Ashley was starting to feel horny again, but she stopped herself. She was impressed with how fast she got off. She didn’t expect Carlo’s tongue to be so talented. She let him lick around for a while, until she was sure that her hairless pussy was clean.

“Ok, that’s enough.” Ashley told him, before she might end up trying to put his entire head inside her again.

Carlo dropped his butt on the chair. He was also tired from all the licking that he did.

Ashley snorted, grabbing his attention. “It’s funny how licking my feet ended up you swallowing my cum.”

“I will do whatever I am told, Goddess Ashley.” Carlo said. He was holding a triumphant smile in, he had given Ashley something to like about him. His tongue that can drive her insanely horny.

“I need to take a bath.” Ashley said as she got off the table. “While I bathe, I want you to clean the table. It’s not appropriate for me to eat there at that state. After I’m done, I’m going to need you to drive me somewhere.”

Ashley left to head to the bathroom. She stopped by her room to get fresh clothes, when her phone beeped.

“How’s dominating the womanizing charmer going?”

Ashley smirked.

“I have him eating at my feet.”