Dad's Footslave: Part 2
by Dad's Mat

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Here I was, laying beneath the sexy feet of my gorgeous father.

My life had changed forever during the past hour. The warmth that his feet created on my body gave me a sense of worth. I had never felt this way in my entire life. I finally felt like I was worth something. I now had a place in the bigger picture of life. As I lay there, I wondered what my master was thinking of doing with me this weekend. I didn't care. I just wanted to serve him in any way that I could.

I looked at his feet. They were the most perfect feet that I had ever seen. Now I understood why I had sneaked peeks of guys feet all of my life. Feet made me happy and here I was under the sexiest feet of any man in the world. What was really great......he wanted me to be under his feet!

I would never think about this man as being my father again. He was my master and I was his slave. Finally, he spoke to me. "Pussyboy"! "Yes Master" I replied. "Good, you remembered" he said. "As I told you before, I was going to think about what your new status was going to be in this house".

"First of all, from now on I am going to call you slave". "Yes, Mast....". He cut me off by placing one foot on my face. "Next, you will never speak unless I tell you". With that, he placed the other foot on my face. I guessed that his feet were about size 10 1/2. They covered my entire face. I was able to peer between them. As I said before his calves were flawless, This master deserved to be worshiped. I wondered if he had ever done this before.

He continued "You must now understand that you are a slave to every part of my body". "You are for my total enjoyment and must obey my every command". "You will clean my house......make my meals....do my.... laundry wash my car". "I will not lift a finger to do anything. You are to be my manservant...Oh, I mean pussy slave. You will do everything for me".

"Your first task is to clean my feet with your tongue". "As I told you before, you are a slave to every part of my body". "First and foremost my feet are the part that you will spend most of your time servicing". "I will never pay for a pedicure again".

I licked his soft soles gently as he continued. They were sweet with just a hint of saltiness. I was carefull that my tongue covered every inch. I lovingly cleaned between each of his slender toes sucking each one to make sure that there wasn't a spec of dirt on them.

I listened carefully as I continued my task. My Master continued "The second part of my body that you will spend alot of time around is my ass". "Got that slave?" he laughed. "My feet are #1 on the list and my ass is #2". "When you are not performing chores, you will find yourself under my feet or my ass and yes you will be cleaning my ass with your tongue" he said as he laughed. "You will constantly be under feet or ass"! "As far as the rest of my body"? "You will have to earn it you little faggot" he sneered.

"You will be my doormat....you will be my bathmat......you will be my kitchen rug......you will be my be my bedroom rug" he continued. All the while I continued to lick his feet. I knew to stop without his permission would result in punishment.

"You will be a seat cushion on the sofa....you will be a stool.......you will be my mode of transportation. Yea that's right you will be my horse". "You will be my faggot chair while i sit on your stomach with my feet in your face". "The sky is the limit"! "I have all kind of ideas for using you slave".

He finally said "Stop". I stopped licking. My tongue was aching. He moved his feet to my body and waited for them to dry. I had a raging boner. He saw it and growled "You will not relieve yourself without my permission". I lay there silently remembering that I could not speak without his permission. He was my master and I loved him.

I listened as he picked up the phone. "Yea I would like to have a large pepperoni pizza delivered. For delivery. 724 Lincoln Hill Rd. Yea. 450-7789.

"I'm taking it easy on you tonight slave". "No chores". "Just service to my feet and ass". "Your probably like being my furniture too" he laughed. "I think that I'll get a shower before the pizza comes". "It will be an hour before the pizza arrives". I was hungry and thought of the pizza as my master rose to stand on me again with his full weight. "Horse" he said as he stepped from my body. I knew exactly what he wanted and got on all fours. He sat down on my back and moved both of his legs so that they were on either side of my head with his feet dangling off the floor. He used all of his weight on me every chance that he could. He said that it was to teach me that my body was his and should that I should feel fortunate to bear his glorious god like weight.

"Bedroom" he commanded. I struggled but managed to carry my master to his bedroom. "Clothes" he stated. I carried him to his dresser and stopped. I was getting the hang of it. My life was going to be lots of one word orders which I would carry out. I finally was worth something. Master said "carpet". as he dismounted me. I obiediently lay before his dresser. He stood on me as he got clean clothes. "Horse" "Bathroom". I carried my master to bathroom. "Carpet" I lay in front of the vanity as he again used me as a rug. I was getting used to what my master desired of me. The horse part was difficult but I was getting used to feeling his weight as his feet sunk into my body. The body is capable of amazing things as I was discovering.

Master took his clothes off. He made sure to dump his dirty underpants on my nose. Master was well endowed. I longed for the day when I would be worthy enough to service it.

Master shaved. Again I could feel his weight shifting between my belly and my chest. This was my place. I belonged here.

Master stood off me and said "Bathmat". I understood. I removed my clothes and got into the tub. I turned the shower on, making sure that the temperature was just right. "Aw you're learning slave". I lay on my back and let the warm spray help sooth my body. I had spent most of the day beneath a 175 lb. hunk. Quickly master stepped into the tub onto my waiting body. He lathered himself up walking on me just as he would a rubber mat. He looked down at my hard on and laughed. "I'll be easy on you tonight as it is your first night as my footslave". "After all you will be serving me for the rest of your life"! "Relieve yourself". I didn't even have to touch myself. The come shot high as I enjoyed being trampled by my master's feet.

Master said "rug" and allowed me to get out of the tub. I grabbed two towels. I lay on the floor with one of them covering my body and placed the other on the side of the tub. Master stepped out of the tub onto his slave rug and dried himself. He put on his briefs and another pair of cutoffs. I carried him to the livingroom to wait for the pizza boy. While we waited I served him as a footstool with his feet resting on my back. The doorbell rang.

I was still naked. Master said "Get the pizza slave" handing me the money. "Oh by the way, this is your allowance slave. I was mortified. Here I was naked and had to answer the door. The pizza boy stared as I hung my head. Master would do anything to humiliate me. I returned with the pizza hoping to dig in as I always had done in the past. When I returned Master was standing there with a pillow, a sheet and a blanket. He barked "sofa cushion"! I wasn't sure but I guess that meant me so I lay on my back on the sofa. Master placed the sheet over my entire body and put the pillow on my head. I heard him put the pizza on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

He popped open a beer. Next thing I felt his perfect butt crushing the wind out of me as he sat onto my belly. He moved around a little to get comfortable. I was getting used to his weight again. It felt heavenly. He fiddled with the channel selector for the tv and finally selected a movie. Next he lifted both of his legs and placed those godlike feet on the coffee table sinking his ass further into my gut. I said nothing as he ate his pizza enjoying his new seat. I evidently was not going to get any pizza and unfortunately no more feet that evening. The movie was over after several hours. He only left my gut once to go to the bathroom. Thankfully he did not use me as a horse this time.

When the movie was done he sat up straight on me and said "I think I'll call it a night. It has been a tiring day". I said nothing. Master lay down on top of me and covered up. Soon he was snoring. I was my master's footslave and I loved it. This was just the beginning of the first weekend of serving him for the rest of my life.

I didn't deserve to be so happy.

to be continued......