In the Doghouse - Chapter 48
The tip of his member pulsed, and thick white sxmxn shot out in powerful bursts. The volume was overwhelming, splattering not only his lower abdomen but reaching his chest and even his collarbone. Her foot, too, was thoroughly covered in the sticky fluid.
It was the first time she had ever witnessed a man climax—let alone because of something she had done with her foot. Frozen, Courtney didn’t move, her foot still resting against him like a statue.
“Ahh, nnngh…!”
Richard’s body convulsed slightly as he groaned, each spasm releasing another spurt of sxmxn. His hands remained obediently gripping his ankles.
Courtney sat there, unmoving, her foot still pressing against his now softening erxctixn. His sxmxn trickled down, covering her foot, slipping between her toes in a strange, unfamiliar sensation.
The odd feeling snapped Courtney back to reality. She stammered, trying to find words.
“Wh…at…”
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t hold it…”
Richard replied, his voice ragged. His eyes were red and glistening, tears welling up as if overwhelmed by both the humiliation and the pleasure.
He had gotten so aroused by being dominated by the woman he had chosen as his ‘master’ that he had climaxed just from the indifferent ministrations of her sole. The experience was more shameful and exhilarating than anything he’d ever imagined. Even as he tried to catch his breath, his member stiffened again, growing rigid once more.
Courtney, wide-eyed, hastily pulled her foot back.
She stared down at her foot, now coated in his seed. Then she glanced up at Richard, his body trembling from pleasure, completely disheveled because of her. A sudden, unexpected surge of power and a strange, irresistible urge welled up inside her. She wondered what would happen if she pushed him even further. The thought sent a flutter through her stomach.
Lifting her soiled foot up to her waist, she hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to say the words forming on her lips. She bit down on the inside of her cheek, and the words spilled out before she could stop them.
“You made a mess, so clean it up.”
As soon as the command left her lips, she felt a throb between her legs, and dampness began soaking through the lace panties she was wearing.
Was she just as twisted as him? There wasn’t time to dwell on it. Richard, his eyes glazed over with desire, leaned forward eagerly.
“Yes.”
Without a second thought, Richard took her big toe into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it as he licked away the sticky residue. One by one, he sucked each of her toes, licking between them to clean off every drop of sxmxn. His throat bobbed as he swallowed everything he had spilled.
Courtney watched in silence, her lips pressed together tightly. A tingling sensation radiated from her toes up through her body. The sight of him obediently cleaning her foot with such intensity stirred something deep inside her.
When her toes were spotless, Richard moved to her sole, running his tongue along her foot and licking up every trace of sxmxn. He even cleaned the top of her foot, which glistened now with his saliva instead of the sxmxn that had stained it.
Even after her foot was clean, he continued to lick it, as if unable to stop. When Courtney finally lowered her foot, Richard’s head followed it down, still eager to serve. Her voice came out low and firm.
“Enough.”
Richard straightened up, though the evidence of their actions still clung to his body, drying white streaks across his skin. His erxctixn, if anything, was more rigid than before. Feeling emboldened, Courtney spoke her next words aloud, instead of just thinking them.
“You perverted bastard.”
Richard’s lips tightened, and he bit down, his brows knitting as if he were insulted. But Courtney knew better. His erxctixn pulsed, growing even harder under her words.
There was no need to pretend or hold back anymore. She could say whatever she wanted, do whatever she liked—because she was his Master now. It was his job to follow. Just like he had said.
Her heart raced at the realization. Here was someone she could unleash all her desires on, treat recklessly, even brutally. For the first time in her life, she felt the heady thrill of domination.
“Did you enjoy being stepped on so much that you came without asking?”
“Yes… Thank you.”
Still kneeling submissively before her, Richard answered without hesitation.
Satisfied, Courtney slowly untied the sash of her night robe, letting the fabric part to reveal the sheer slip she wore beneath. Richard’s deep blue eyes darkened with desire as he watched. With deliberate slowness, she shrugged the robe off completely, leaving herself exposed to his gaze.
