Cocks, asses, nipples and co – there are many wonderful body parts with which we can have our fun in fetish. Often forgotten are our feet. Yet no body part on me receives as much care as this. Of course, the athletic body is extremely important for someone in my profession, but not quite as crucial if you specialize in fetishes and other special games. However, I personally can also rather tolerate a flabby belly than strongly horny and cracked feet with too long as well as dirty toenails. I don’t have anything like that.
And so I spend my evening with a romantic foot worshipper in the dominatrix studio. Logically, I take for this the warmer wooden room on the second floor to create a special mood with candlelight and stylish Enigma music. I’m lucky, because so late in the evening is usually little happening in a dominatrix studio, so I quickly turn on the lanterns in the garden and make myself comfortable. I know what someone feels when he enters a dominatrix studio, because here eroticism is simply in the air. Every even slightly sensitive person feels that fancy sex and orgasms determine the house rules of this house.
Eroticism in the air and a young boy’s body
My client Sven now closes the door behind him as instructed and has to walk alone up the stairs to me in the upper room. Supported by the epic sounds from my room, he already rides his first intense movie during this walk. You have to imagine what goes on inside you when you enter such a darkened house of perversions, carrying a lot of your saved money in your pocket with the willingness to spend it on fulfilling your deepest sexual desires, and then being left completely alone with these hardcore emotions for the first few minutes, as there is no receptionist waiting anywhere. I think that’s great, because in this day and age there’s often a lack of moments where you can just be „with yourself.“ This mixture of anticipation, fear and horniness always ensure soft knees for the person who then stands in front of me – this case is no exception. I catch sight of a particularly petite man, about my age, who logically looks a lot younger because of his sweet boyish body.
A boyish body! My very personal fetish. I am very positively taken with it. This client is just a little bit into dominance, so I smile right away so as not to be miles above him, because my home advantage as well as the dramaturgically good positioning on the throne, already have enough effect. He is visibly pleased that I am obviously not the bad man who is about to lash out at him, now quickly rummages out the envelope with the money and somehow holds it protectively in front of him despite my smile. I accept the envelope and stow it in my suit. Still smiling kindly, I subtly command, „Undress.“ I remain sitting very relaxed during his entire undressing process, looking at his beautiful little body. I also visibly make no secret of the fact that I’m „stringing“ him along by telling him to slowly slide the panties down or stroke his beautiful belly while looking at me. As a rule, I always find body regions, movements or behavior patterns in my play partners that please me and excite me sexually for the play to follow. For some fetishists, it is very exciting when they are not perceived as a sexual object and are merely presented with the object of their desire to enjoy. I did not have this impression in the preceding e-mail correspondence with Sven. And this impression is also confirmed, because his little penis is already standing, even before his underpants touch the floor.
The path to true pleasure
This game is especially characterized by verbosity, because everyone can imagine that it would end quickly if I briskly took off my socks to stuff my feet in his face. Sven is allowed to slowly approach my legs and then enjoy the business attire he favors. Of course he wants to touch immediately, which I refuse him for the time being. He should first be allowed to linger for a while near his much desired object. In the order: touching, smelling and then rubbing his own face against my legs, it goes on. I support Sven by giving him clear instructions about what he is allowed to touch, when and how, but I keep stroking him all over his body and thus confirming his actions. Everything is accompanied by his soft moaning, which becomes really loud when he manages to somehow squeeze his nose into my shoe. When he finally gets my bare feet, I already have to admonish him to stop playing around with his penis so that he doesn’t orgasm prematurely. He gnaws on my toes, licks on command in between the slightly salty and nibbles on the cornea. There are an insane number of nerve endings in the feet.
I show him exactly where I would like to be licked or gently bitten. Coupled with his absolute devotion, this game develops into my absolute maximum pleasure. I notice that he now also increasingly looks between my legs, where I already stimulate my thick with my hand. „So, now the little one is allowed to have a turn at the cock,“ I tell him in a decisive, but still friendly tone.
The boy craves for the cock
I’ve barely finished the sentence when he already plunges his head between my thighs at a speed as if he had been kept chaste for two years. Hui, can the suck! I always announce clearly a few seconds before that I will come. If I then notice that the play partner is more than clearly willing to take me inside him, then I shoot out liberating everything. Most submissive men kick it when they have taken care of you exclusively and are then allowed to taste you. I don’t let a big pause arise, but quickly stow my still stiff in my pants, adjust my suit and build myself up in front of him again as a Fifty Shades of Grey copy. Everything is coherent, except for the lack of shoes and socks. I now pull myself up by the crossbars of the huge bedposts and press him to the floor with my feet. He knows exactly what is coming now: this game is called „trampling“. So I walk around on my playing partner. Of course, you can’t do that just like that – heavens, you’d break bones! No, you always shift the weight a little more or less on the body, depending on the part of the body. The passive enjoys the body pressure, the superiority of the active and of course the feet. I look into his wide open eyes and enjoy his massive arousal and accompany this last part of the game with a lot of dominant dirty talk. I now allow him to squirt, which takes just what feels like two seconds before he shoots a huge load almost up to his nipples. It looks great. He is visibly excited about fulfilling his longtime dream. If he were from the center of Berlin, he would have done this many years ago, however, like many of my clients, he comes from out of town – usually even from the countryside. So it is also understandable that it bangs with him twice as intensively as comparatively with the city man. We still have a nice chat until I blissfully dismiss him into the night.
