As told by my sub:
I drove through southern England this morning to meet the wonderful Mistress X. Having nearly crapped myself fearing a late arrival courtesy of the infamous M25 motorway, I arrived at the studio with about a minute to spare. Armed with the creams and pedicure products Mistress had ordered me to obtain in person from a department store, I waited outside. Mistress X arrived just after me, looking absolutely fantastic and allowed me to kiss her hand. We went in.
The owner was there to greet us with refreshments but I just wanted to drop to my knees and start worshiping, the session was an hour, I was very eager to start, I wanted every second I could get. I could barely wait for her to instruct me to remove her sneakers. I'd waited so long for this moment and the moment was just absolute bliss. Her feet were so small, soft and just perfect. I buried my face into them and could hear my heart beating inside my head as I did so, just lost in the moment. I had this overwhelming wish to please her, to kiss every inch of her beautiful skin. Her toes entered my mouth so effortlessly and she made a point of rubbing her toenails on the roof of my mouth to show who was boss and kicked my nuts with her other foot. Then it was out with the creams and a long foot massage for her as she looked down at me, kneeling on the floor, knowing my place. I was then instructed to paint her toes. It highlighted just how submissive a man I have become to her, this grown man, daintily painting her toes, eager to impress, eager to please, nervously flicking at each toe trying not to make her annoyed. I was happy with the results, I'm obviously a born toe painter and she seemed pleased with my work. At the end of the session I was instructed to lay down underneath her chair. A scene I'd fantasized about endlessly over the last two or three years. To have it actually happen was blissful. She just killed my face with her soles, really going to town, pounding down on my face with glee and I just lay there like the blissed out little subby that I was and let her.
We sat there talking for a while afterwards and then both made our ways home. I'm totally addicted to her and her wonderful feet and have begged Mistress to allow me to repeat the day. Whether she'll grant permission is up to her!
He was such a good boy I will permit him to worship me again. He was so blissed out afterwards when we walked back to our cars he realised he had left his keys in the venue haha.