My Sister, My Master
(Posted on Monday, August 28, 2000)
This story was submitted anonymously.

Hi! This story took place about 3 months ago. My sister is 23 and she is a beautiful woman with very beautiful feet. She wears a size 7 and she always has pink nail polish on. She usually always wears tennis shoes, so she never wears sandals that much and is never barefoot often. I live with my parents. She has her own place,  but she visits once a week or so.

On some other occasions, I had touched her feet and even smelled them when she was asleep. This However was when I was a lot younger and was just starting to discover my foot fetishism. Anyway, my sister came to visit and stay on the couch as she slept over for a weekend.

On one of the nights, my parents went out on a date and left my sister and I alone in the house. We decided to watch a movie because we were so bored, so we picked a movie and popped it in. In the room that we were in, the room where she slept on the couch, there was a chair, but it had broken earlier that week. The couch was the only place to watch T.V.

As we sat down, my eyes suddenly saw heaven itself as my sister decided to take off her socks. I was getting hard just looking at the way she slid her feet out of those socks and onto the couch right by me. Oh my God! I felt complete joy as her toes were inches from me and wiggling around hypnotising me from the world.

About 15 minutes into the movie, I decided to go ahead and take advantage of this opportunity. I quickly brushed my hand across the sole of her foot and she never even acknowledged that she had felt anything. I then inched my body closer to her feet so that my waist was pressed against her soles. I lifted my shirt up barely enough so that I could feel her foot against my skin. It felt so good.

I then inched away so that my hand could get a little action from my sister's lovely feet and toes. I rested my hand on top of her left foot and she again didn't do anything. I started moving my fingers very slowly across her foot and up to her toes where I put my fingers between them. I was rock hard then and I knew that I wanted more.

All of a sudden she spoke up and asked me if I would give her a foot massage. I quickly told her that I would before she could change her mind. She put her feet in my lap and said, "Ok then, get to it."

I almost came when she said that as I started to rub her feet very gently. She told me that she loved it when I put my fingers in between her toes, so I quickly did just that. I rubbed her feet and I didn't stop once. I rubbed every part of her two gorgeous feet. I got the courage up and I told her that she had nice feet. She smiled and said, "thanks" as she then got a very weird grin on her face. I knew that she was planning something.

She then said. "Ok, that's enough," and then told me to go make her a sandwich.

I said, "No," and to, "go do it yourself," at which time she quickly put her feet in my lap once more.

As she put her feet into my lap, she asked me one more time and I quickly replied, "Yes."

She smiled as I got up to go make her a sandwich. She also laughed once she saw that there was a bulge in my pants. When I got back, she told me to go get her something to drink. I asked her why she didn't ask me when I was in the kitchen earlier. She then put her foot on my leg and started going up it, and again, she asked me for a pop. I ran to the kitchen and back quickly.

She then told me that she liked bossing me around and told me that she would enjoy having me taking her orders as long as I played with her feet once in a while. I told her that it was fine with me and she smiled with an evil type of smile. She told me that I was her slave and that I must obey her. She then ordered me to my knees so that I could worship her feet.

I dropped to my knees and she laughed hysterically at me as I worshiped her as a Goddess. She told me to go get her some chips from the kitchen and I did as I was told being the slave that I had become. She then said, "Good boy," and told me to drop to my knees for a reward.

She lifted her beautiful foot to my face and told me to smell it as deeply as I could. I took the biggest wiff that I had ever taken as I smelled in between her toes. She laughed and then all of a sudden pulled her feet away from my face. I wanted more. It was getting late and my parents would be home soon, so she told me that we would end things then. But she would be staying the rest of the week because her apartment was being remodeled after an accidental fire, so she assured me that we were not even close to being done and that we would continue.

To be continued....