My Feet Are Killing Me

Kaaren was complicated.

Most of the things we enjoyed started out innocently enough but then Kaaren was very rarely innocent.

The foot thing was something that just seemed to happen.

He would occasionally offer me a foot rub and he was very good at it.

I grew to love it as well.

Slowly it became more intimate. Almost without realizing it, it had changed from a simple foot rub into a full foot worship session.

I never asked or demanded that he drop to his knees and rub and kiss my feet. I never asked him to lick my soles and heels.

I never asked him to suck my toes like they were little cocks.

It was a little ticklish but I found out that I really liked it.

And so…I never asked him to stop.

Mrs K

Covid Pounds

 I don’t think this was very nice of Kaaren.

I knew that I had gained a little weight from being locked down during the pandemic.

But I did lose it again when I realized that some of my clothes were getting too tight on me.

I guess it says something that Kaaren never said anything like this to my face and didn’t post this one.

But you could never really tell if he was just trying to provoke a spanking.

He loved getting his bottom warmed up over my knees.

And I always loved to see Kaaren do the swallowing. 

Mrs K

Too Late

Kaaren was complicated.

His deepest fear was that he would be exposed as the sweet sissy that he was.

At the same time, his biggest turn-on was being exposed as the sweet sissy that he was.

I was always careful about exposing my “special girl” to people. 

There were rules. Laughter was okay but real ridicule was not.

Most of the women were amused and curious and could be a little playful.

Most of the men were a little uncomfortable and embarrassed, as if just being close to a sissy would somehow rub off on them. No pun intended.

He always said that he was far more humiliated in front of a man than he was with a woman.

Perhaps there was a tiny bit of masculinity somewhere in him that rebelled against being exposed to a man.

But embarrassed or not he was pretty enthusiastic when it came time to get down on his knees.

When he would pull the cock out of a man’s pants any embarrassment would just fall away.

He enjoyed men but he adored women.

He loved to serve women and he got pleasure from doing as he was told. It made him feel loved.

Like I said, Kaaren was complicated.

Mrs K