It is feeding time for sl*ve P, I take great pleasure in varying the methods of delivery for his food and this evening he will be eating every single bit of his dinner and pudding from my feet.

We will start with pizza, and finish with some trifle. I instruct my sl*ve to get up close with the plate of pizza, ready to watch me make a mess and trample all over his food with my feet. P is trembling with anticipation, I dig my toes deep into the pizza and they pick up some sauce and cheese. I push my sl*ve’s head towards my feet to encourage him to eat his dinner straight from my white polished toes. He l*cks and sucks the food from my toes eagerly. I pick up a slice between my feet, and he takes the slice into his mouth, chewing enthusiastically. I squish my feet into the pizza and make a mess, knowing that my foot sl*ve will willingly l*ck my feet clean after. I pick up another full slice between my toes and stuff it into his mouth, he gratefully accepts the food from my feet but he must be warned not to bite my toes! Once satisfied he has eaten enough of the pizza, I instruct my sl*ve to clean my feet with his tongue, and since he has made such a mess of the floor, I tell him to l*ck the crumbs and sauce from the ground too.

It is time for dessert, and I give my sl*ve a choice on how he would prefer to eat the trifle; he chooses to eat it from my toes. I immerse my foot into the trifle, as the jelly squelches my sl*ve breathes heavily with anticipation- eagerly waiting for his chance to worship my cream and custard covered feet. I pull my foot out of the container and it is coated in cream and custard. He slurps and l*cks his way around my toes, taking every drop of cream and custard from my delicate foot. Some of the trifle has spilt onto the floor, so I press my toes into it and the cream and custard squelch between them. I push his head down towards my foot and he slurps with pure bliss, enjoying the taste of the trifle mixed with the delicious taste of my feet. I tip the jelly portion of the trifle onto the floor and squish my foot directly on top of the mess. My toes are now covered in cream, custard, and jelly, and my lucky sl*ve is l*cking them clean with gusto. After he has cleaned my feet with his tongue to my satisfaction, I give him the privilege to dry my feet with a towel. He is then left to clean up the messy floor with his tongue and finish his meal.

EAT FROM MY FEET - 720