I finally found a Goddess who wanted a slave to worship her feet and today we met up at her flat and I serviced her for hours!

I’ve been longing to submit to a powerful woman for so long, finding dommes seems to be so so hard (any advice?) last time I served a domme in person was back in August and all I could think about for weeks was serving again. Then, the clouds parted, and I finally found a beautiful Goddess who was looking for a slave to worship her feet! I met her outside her flat complex and she let me in, I was careful to follow respectfully behind her, keeping my eyes to the floor. The second we got into her flat I dropped to my knees and she ordered me to strip, then show her what I had brought. (I had been instructed to bring a collar/leash, a whip and an unflavoured cup-porridge) She attached the collar and then ordered me to begin kissing her knee-high, black, leather boots, soon I was ordered to lick them, then, eventually after they were sufficiently cleaned, I was told to remove them and begin sniffing her socks. After some time I was ordered to take them off and stuff her sweaty socks into my mouth as she turned me round and began to whip me…It was truly heaven.

After she had had her fun, she simply had me lick her feet and suck her toes while she sat there, playing on her phone…it felt incredible, serving my Goddess with all my heart only to be ignored like that, I really felt my place in life was being circled in red marker. After almost 50 minutes she got up, lay on the bed with her ass in the air and her feet by my face and ordered me to continue, almost as if I was an afterthought, it sent shivers down my spine…

The last activity on the agenda was my punishment for having slow replies for a day earlier that week, she had me kneel while she went to make the pot-porridge and came back with it on a plate. She then sat down, dipped her foot in the porridge stuck it in my face and ordered me to clean it all off before going back to playing on her phone. Once I had cleaned it all off she simply repeated the process until all of the porridge was gone, after that she smirked at me and told me we were done. After I had gotten dressed and thanked her profusely, she showed me to the door and I began my walk to the train station.

All I have been able to think about since was how good it felt, how amazing her socks and feet tasted, how much I want to do it again. I hope to have many more experiences with her and many more dommes in the near future, be they foot-worshiping sessions like this or anything else that the dommes of the world desire!