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The author encourages readers to write with your comments, and questions, etc. You
  "shouldn't be shy" if you would like to express what you would like to do to his wife's feet!

Dear Foot Enthusiasts,

I believe you read our first true Story, "Ken's Wife's Feet Punished (currently missing)." After that day, the store Manager became more and more demanding, asking my wife to pose for him every day, legs and feet first, then her panties. She tried to resist a few days, but later on, afraid of loosing her job, she had to submit. After a week or so, it was the Assistant Manager who wanted the same, then the other male store Attendant. She was fed up of having to be penetrated by these men she didn't like, who humiliated her before, in the punishment session (our first story - currently missing)."

Just in time, she received an offer: a Relaxation Center for Men was going to start a "Foot Fetish" service. The Owner who visited the store where my wife worked, seeing her pretty legs and feet, wanted to hire her. We accepted right away. The Service is presented in an Oriental atmosphere: "Fatima, the Foot Slave." My wife's upper torso is in an oriental setting, but not her lower torso: just her panties and her strappy high heels.

The Visitors are admitted to a room where my wife sits in a chair, next to a couch, dangling her sexy sandals, intentionally dropping one of them, displaying her delicious bare foot with her perfectly formed red painted toes.

During the slow hours (not many Customers) she takes off her shoes, bends her legs, exposing in full her pretty bare legs, her delicious feet with her freshly painted red toes and her white panties in between her thighs.The Male Visitors are free to "inspect" her feet, slip on and off her gold sandals, before deciding whether to hire her for a session or not. They firmly rub her heels, arches and soles while inspecting. And if they're 2-3 guys who've had a few beers somewhere, the masculine palms slide up to her pretty thighs. She finds it humiliating when they inspect, touch her legs/feet and leave. There are even some guys who first come alone and then bring their friends, offering my wife's legs like a piece of meat, free to have ...Well, that's part of the job, I guess. The Visitor has many options:

- "He can give my wife a good pedicure, while enjoying every inch of her exquisite feet, sucking her toes, licking her soles."

- "He can clamp her feet in a portable pillory and whip her bare soles until she cannot take anymore."

- "He can apply clothespins on her bare feet and let them on until they give her excruciating pain."

My wife's Boss told her, "Call me only when you are about to faint. Other than that, you are paid for ..."

My wife and I, we are happy, because it's very rare that a Foot Enthusiast asks her on the couch, to penetrate her. They usually like to shoot their creamy load on her tortured feet. During private sessions ("I advertise in the adult columns of a local paper"). I, as the husband, am requested to lick, and clean my wife's soles, which have been creamed by other men. I don't mind. My wife and I can travel anywhere for private sessions. For bookings, questions, requests, or comments, e-mail kenbar@hotmail.com.

This illustrated story was submitted by kenbar@hotmail.com.