As a 18 year old Jewish boy in the suburbs of Michigan finding a master is hard.
After endless hours of searching I finally got a response to craigslist ads I responded too. He was a 28 year old visitor who wasn't too sure if I was good enough for him. He kept saying how he was straight and was only looking for women while on vacation. I begged him explaining I would do nothing other than massage his feet. He still denied saying he was not interested. I then told him I would pay him $50 an hour just to massage his feet. He replied saying he won't even think of coming unless I pay him $220. I desperately agreed. Me being an excited slave gave him all the ideas of how to use me and he was just playing along. Everything that I offered from dinner to wine, cigars, hookah, liquor, he accepted and asked for the best of the best.
As I left my minimum wage job I went to pick up my masters filet and the rest of his five course meal from the finest restaurant in town. I then ran like a dog from the wine shop, to the liquor store, cigar shop, hookah lounge exc. getting everything ready for my master. After years of dreaming of this day I was not gonna blow it, everything was perfect. Since my grandparents were out of town their mansion was the perfect place for me to meet my master. I prepared the best silver ware, plates and decorations. As time passed and I became more and more eager I began to fear that my master bailed on me. I texted him several times then called him and no reply. As I was loosing hope and just about to eat His dinner I heard a knock on the door, as I answered standing up I saw an amazing tall, tan, perfect bodied blue eyed jock.
I stood their shunned and he just laughed and said "arent you supposed to be kneeling bitch". In such embarrassment I fell to the floor smothering his gym shoes and he just laughed and walked right over me.
He walked around the house observing the expansive decor and kind of surprised about how nice and big the house was. He then after looking at the whole house sat down with his dirty shoes on my grandmas Prada couch. I knelt in front of him and asked if he wanted His dinner he didn't even respond, instead he turned on the tv and put his feet on top of me. He then hit me and said that I wasn't comfortable enough for his feet so he threw a pillow from the couch and I put it under his muddy shoes so he can be more comfortable. Every time I tried talking I was shushed while he kept his attention of the red wings game. Occasionally I was given the order to either to lower or rise the level of His feet. As an hour went by and my knees were bruised the master turned off the TV and told me to get dinner prepared.
I tried walking to the kitchen I was automatically tripped by him and then he ordered me saying that number one I'm not allowed to stand in his presence and number two I must respond yes master to everything he says. I said yes master and crawled to the kitchen. I put salad and soup I'm front of him and he simply threw them on the other side of the table yelling that he wants his steak. After refilling his wine and he was digging into his meal he told me that I should kiss his shoes and tell him thank you for being able to serve him. Then he looked at the time and realized the next game was coming on so he ran to the living room ordering a beer and a $200 Cuban cigar. I ran, opened his beer, lit the cigar, and he made me kneel while holding the ashtray to while he laid down.
When he finished the cigar I kneeled by his feet and he looked at me saying "if you want them you better hand over 200 bitch". I handed over the last of all my months pay, and tore off his shoes and kissed his feet and thanked him for being a master. He just kicked my head shutting me up while he smoked his $50 hookah. I couldn't believe what was happening I finally became a bitch to such a hot guy and everything I was doing he wouldn't even look at me I truly felt like such a useless slave.
As if all I was doing was not even close to enough.
I kept licking and kissing his huge, smelly feet like there was no end. His feet were bigger then my head, then all of sudden while the game finished he changed the channel to a porn channel and was watching two broads fuck. He made me pull down his pants then ordered me back down at his feet. He kept stroking his cock and moaning and if he saw me he would laugh say "your not getting any of this faggot, I need girls lips for this bad boy". Every time I looked he would swing his cock at me n some cum would drip on me. After not too long a huge eruption came out and squirted all over the couch and carpet and he just looked at me and said"that will be a fun mess for you to clean up" I responded lik an eager dog yes master thank you master. He yelled "I need a shower take me to the nicest shower". He saw the master bath ( appropriately named) and just sat in the jacuzzi and I automatically opened the hot water. He put his foot out and he didn't even have to say A word I kneeled and kissed those feet with everything I got. After an hour or so he got up and wanted a shower.
I kneeled next to him, in my clothes and scrubbed his whole body from head to toe. Even his kingly cock. After he sat and I combed his hair and dried his whole body. As he got tired he found his way to the biggest room with a double king sized bed, he ordered me to get an iPad which he said is now a gift to him and I searched up his porn and held it in one hand while stroking his cock in the other. Again he squirted all over the sheets leaving a huge mess. As I thought he was gonna leave. He hit my head with his foot saying "bitch go downstairs get my phone and cancel my hotel for the rest of the week, n wen ur done clean the house up and make sure everything for my breakfast in the morning will be ready.
In shock I just stared at him and he hit my head yelling "hurry up bitch". I did as ordered and thn hear him yelling my name - Slave! "Keep massaging my feet for the rest of the night and two hours after I fall asleep you can sleep on the floor here, in case I need anything". I thanked him and told him I did all he asked of me. He asked if any cancelation charges for the hotel were applied and I said no and he explained that the hotels rate was 150 a night and since he was a merciful master he will only charge ME 100 a night for staying for the rest of his stay. I kissed his feet and said "yes master" while wondering were the hell I was gonna get the money. Though in fear and trepidation of what's to come next I knew this week was going be absolute heaven.
I just kept kissing his feet saying"thank you master I am nothing but an unworthy slave".
