I will never forget the first time I witnessed any type of femdom scenario. Discovering female domination changed my life in ways I can’t quite explain! I had flown out to spend a week with some old college friends that had gotten married and now lived a few states away. We had always been the best of friends and in a way, I had always secretly envied their relationship. I never understood how she had landed such an amazing man! He did practically everything for her and any time they argued, he was ALWAYS the one to apologize profusely and extravagantly.
Anyway, it was late one night, and we had all retired to our rooms for the evening to get ready for bed. I had just slipped out to go get a drink when I thought I heard a bit of arguing coming from my married friend’s room. I was hearing hushed tones, which really piqued my interest and I started to draw closer, as quietly as I could. I heard a seductive hushed whisper, “I want you to lick the sole of my shoe too, Joseph.”
This only furthered my need to know what was going on, so I crept into a position where I could watch this scene play out unnoticed. I peered through the narrow opening and to my disbelief Joseph was on his knees, with his tongue pressed against the sole of Julie’s perfect stiletto. She was still fully dressed, sitting in a high back chair and was staring down at him with a look of bemusement and contempt.
She continued on as he licked her shoe all over, “You will never learn, will you Joseph? One day, if you aren’t careful, I will subject you to PUBLIC humiliation in front of everyone.” He looked up at her stammering an apology. At first, I was completely taken aback at this scenario. How could he let his wife humiliate him this way? He was a strong, powerful man in his career and among his friends. She stood up in one swift movement, grabbing, what looked like a ridi
ng crop. She then pressed the tip of the crop against the tip of her shoe and ordered him to lick it like the dirty foot fetish whore he was and that she wanted the punishment implement to be nice and wet for maximum sting on his bare ass.
At this moment, she ordered him to put his ass in the air and after each swat he was to kiss her toes and thank her PASSIONATELY! She explained that he should be grateful that she was taking the time to punish him privately instead of throwing him out to public humiliation by his femdom Mistress.
She very skillfully worked her husband over like he was a well-trained pet. He never objected once, yet just an hour earlier I was sure that I had heard them arguing fairly heatedly. It had only taken about five sharp smacks before Joseph was blubbering his thank-yous and begging her to please stop. She then asked him if he was GRATEFUL for his punishment from his femdom Mistress and if so, he was to kiss the implement just used to cause him the, what seemed like, excruciating pain. He eagerly kissed and licked the crop.
At this point, I made my way slowly back to my room to see if I could make sense of all that I had just seen. I could not sleep even a bit that night, I just lay there tossing and turning, thinking about all that I had seen and realizing that I had even gotten slightly turned on watching the whole scenario take place. I had made up my mind that I would ask my friend Julie about what I had seen in the morning over coffee after her husband had left for work.
She explained that it was simple, he had an intense foot fetish and craved and needed a femdom mistress to make him feel not only sexually aroused, but complete as a whole human. He loathed and loved every punishment from his spanking mistress, because that is when he truly knew that she cared for him. He relished in kissing and worshiping the feet of his femdom and desired to do anything necessary to please her. She used his intense foot fetish to put him in the role of a male submissive, in fact she believed that men with such a fetish were simply BORN to serve under a powerful and sexy femdom mistress. She had opened my eyes to an entirely new and exciting world!