His foot. I was thinking about his foot pressing on me, pleasuring me, dominating me. I had never looked at Dares feet before and I didnt want to start now. But if I were to walk on a floor like a person and not be carried like a possession then my boyfriends feet were the only part of him down at my low level. Id have to jump to even reach his knee. Did he think of that, I wondered as I was toweled off a second time. Did he consider his feet to be the part of his body I was equal to now? Hell not even equal since I couldnt move it if I tried. Did he lure me into the shower to illustrate this glaring new truth? Did he consider this the night before when he and Phil made me kiss their feet? Or like any normal person did he not even think about his feet at all and was it a mark of my new inferiority that his now loomed so large over me?
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