"The Japanese Hegemon," part 6

Weeks went by.  Elizabeth and Ryomi continued their programme daily.  It was the only programme aired on Australian television, with the episode for a given day repeated nonstop on every channel until the next day's episode was available.  Australian residents' travel was still highly restricted, as were Internet and phone.  With little else to do, the country, by and large, tuned in.  Massive viewership led to massive societal change, with no visible unrest.

The Corruption of Daniella Lopez Osorio, part 1

"Please, Mistress - make me yours."

"Foot Fetishizer," Part 5

While Steph lapped at Amy’s clit, Alex brought a chair over, sat down, kicked off her left flip-flop, and presented her ornately-decorated foot to Amy, who was now more turned on then she had ever been in her life.  Without hesitation, Amy voraciously grabbed the foot and put it in her mouth.  She felt more sexual desire at that instant than she had ever experienced before.

"Foot Fetishizer," Part 4

Amy and Steph entered Enfetisha and walked into their lobby.  Two empty leather couches lined the walls.  A tan blonde sat at a glass desk with no front.  She wore a short jean skirt and flip-flops.  Her toes were painted black.  Her left foot had, in addition to the flip-flops, something Amy had heard called a “barefoot sandal” - basically, a toe ring connected to an anklet by some gold mesh.  Every toe on her right foot had at least one toe ring on it.  The tops of her feet had various tattoos.

Amy stood transfixed by the door.  “No cold feet, so to speak.  We talked about this on the way here.  You want it,” Steph reassured her friend.

Beautful Ivetta goes goth!

"Foot Fetishizer," Part 3

Amy woke up early the next morning, dressed for a run, walked past the sleeping Josh, and headed out.  She wasn’t the most consistent runner in the world, but this morning, she felt like going for miles.  Her usual route took her down by the river, towards a local university, through campus, and back.  Today, she resolved to run even further, through an additional nearby university campus.  

As she jogged, she passed groups of students getting up and going for the day.  Many still wore pajama pants. Looking closer, she noticed a number of girls dressed unremarkably except for their flip-flop clad feet, which were uniformly tan and bearing all manner of foot jewelry. Amy dry heaved.

Foot Fetishizer, Part 2

That year, Halloween fell on a Saturday.  To Amy and Josh, this meant the parties would be even more awesome.  They both were excited to decompress from the past few months, which had been dominated by work.  Frankly, it had been a while since they had had sex, and Amy was even starting to miss the boring sex they used to have.  She still loved Josh, he still clearly loved her, but there was a real hitch in their relationship.

Neither one had talked about Josh’s foot fetish since the night he tried to suck her toes.  Amy would have pushed it out of her mind, were she not encountering more and more foot fetish imagery on a daily basis.  Whenever she rode a train, there was a non-negligible threat that she would see some woman wearing about a hundred toe rings.  Her route to work took her by a gigantic picture of toes being sucked.  And lately, the celebrity news media had begun to report on a new trend sweeping the young female Hollywood set:  foot fetish.  Every couple weeks since the summer, a new waifish actress or singer has publicly admitted how much she loves watching her toes going into her dude’s mouth, or wrapping her feet around his cock, or whatever.  

Foot Fetishizer, Part 1

Amy lay on the bed of the apartment she shared with her boyfriend, Josh, bored out of her mind.  Josh was on top of her.  He had been thrusting away for what seemed like hours, but even he didn’t seem into it.  It wasn’t just today, Amy thought.  They had been in a rut for a while, and though they loved each other, they needed to shake things up in the bedroom.

So when Josh abruptly stopped, withdrew, kneeled in front of her on the bed, and said, “Let’s try something,” Amy was at least willing to consider it.  She didn’t stop him when he started massaging her leg.  “You know how much I love you and these long, tan legs of yours, right?” he said.  Amy nodded.  The massage felt good.  He moved his body down a bit and picked up her right leg.  He kissed her knee, then nibbled it.  Gradually, he turned his attentions to the inside of her knee, massaging and kissing it.  It was surprisingly erotic to Amy, a little ticklish but very sensual.  She let out a satisfied sigh.  Josh continued massaging the inside of her right knee and kissed up the back of her leg.  “God, these legs go on forever,” he said.  He kissed the back of Amy’s heel.

That got Amy’s attention.  “What is he up to?” she thought to herself.  Josh moved his hands up to her foot and began to massage it.  “You know, I’ve thought about this for a while,” Josh said, looking his girlfriend in the eyes, “You have very sexy feet.”  “What?!?” Amy replied, shocked.