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Story #2 The Restaurant

"Hey folks, my foot mistress-(Ms Mandy) wanted me to tell everybody about my latest restaurant experience.  It's a little embarrassing, but I think she likes that, and my rewards are far to awesome, and important, to risk not doing just as I'm told. 

So- while sitting at home, giving her a good foot rub, massaging each toe, rubbing up her arches with my thumbs, she tells me we are going out to eat that evening.  I thought "Awesome" I was going to be on the arm of my beautiful, sexy, foot mistress.  She calls a cab, and we head out. Almost immediately after getting in the cab, she raises her feet up to my lap, and just sits back, with an ornery look on her face. "Take off my heels, I want the driver to see you kissing my foot." Already having a hard on, Ms.Mandy rubbed one foot across my crotch, while I lifted her other foot up, and gently started kissing up the soft sole of her foot. I could see the driver's eyes looking back at me, but the embarrassment shortly passed for a passion to stay right where I was, loving on the most sexy feet, and pleasing the most sexy foot mistress I could possibly ever dream of.  Arriving at the restaurant, she told me to put her heels back on, and we exited the cab, the driver smiling the whole time.

So- when we walk into the restaurant, we are seated at a table, with a long table cloth, and a wall on one side. As we start to sit down, she tells me my seat for the evening will be in the floor, at her feet.  Pointing with one hand, the other hand kinda guides me under the table, and at her feet.  When the waiter came back, he just chuckled and ask if she would like a drink while waiting for her other party. "Yes Please," she responded, as I looked up at her-wondering what was going on.  She went on to explain that if I wanted to continue being her foot slave, I would go along with her wishes with no disruption. "Now remove my heels," she said.   Removing both heels,  I resumed the massage I was giving her in the cab.  Shortly, I noticed someone else join you.  A man had come up and seated himself beside you.  As he sat down, he saw me in the floor, giggled, and sat down.  As dinner went on, you knew you had kept me hard along time, and told me to start rubbing myself thru my pants.  "Cum on yourself, but before you do, I want to feel you sucking my big toe, that will let me know you are cumming, got it?"  "Yes ma'am,"  I replied and began rubbing myself thru my pants and against your foot.  As I ran my tongue up the arch of your beautiful foot,  I could feel me starting to cum.  I tried to stop it,  but had to start sucking on your toe before I lost it.  As I sat there, sucking  on your toe, rubbing myself to orgasm, you raised the table cloth for him to see.  I couldn't stop, and they both watched me as I came all over myself, inside my pants, while bobbing my head back and forth, sucking your toe.

Laughing, you said we could go now and told me to get out from under the table. I knew walking out, that people were staring at me, with a big wet spot on my pants, and still breathing hard. On the ride home, she said I had done well and would get my reward when we got home, oh, and that her girlfriends were there having a toy party. Well, I guess the toy party will have to be another story. Let Ms Mandy know if you want me to tell you about the party. It was a blast too, but in my life of loving and worshipping her feet, there are no bad days. I hope you are pleased with my story Ms Mandy,  and look forward to your reply.  Oooooo-Weee  I love those feet   lol                  Your footboy for sure.........  

Story #2 The Restaurant
Story #3  The Strap On
Story #4 Foot boy at the shoe store with Ms. Mandy!

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