This Afternoon, Being Under My Landlady's Feet and Ass
She takes her socks off and rubs them on my face. Thailand is fucking hot, if you don’t know. It’s 41 degrees (105 degrees F) today.
I’m at my landlady’s apartment and my girlfriend’s apartment.
Yes, I’m dating my landlady.
It’s like we’re living out our role-playing.
I’m lying on her bed, and I notice she has the straps of some bag hanging on the wall.
She notices that I noticed.
She proceeds to push me onto my back and wraps and ties the straps around my ankles and another around my wrists.
She’s so talented, my girlfriend, my landlady, my mistress. She can make a leash or a restraint out of anything.
Now I’m lying on my back, restrained, my hands above my head.
She takes her socks off. Thailand is fucking hot, if you don’t know. It’s 41 degrees (105 degrees F) today, and it’s been over 40 almost every day for weeks. So she puts her sweaty feet on my face to rest and relax.
She rubs her feet over my face. I, being the good boy I am, stick my tongue out to help her clean the sweat off.
Am I a good boy? She says I’m just an object. Just her floor mat.
Damn, it’s only 4 in the afternoon.
She rubs her sweaty feet across my face for a while as she relaxes and smiles at me.
Later she is going to sit atop my face, close her legs around my head, make me bear her weight, as I lick, as I try to lift for breaths every now and then, and then she will want to cum, and she will want me to get into a better position to make her cum, so she will sit at the foot of the bed and make me lick from the floor, with my ankles and wrists still tied.
And she will tell me, “You cannot cum. You must remain hard.”