Being Barbi's Bitch

"Well?" she asked. "Are you coming in, or what?"

I dropped to my knees on her front porch, where any passing motorist or nosy neighbour could see -- as few, and as distant as they might be -- and leaned over to kiss the toes of her right foot. "Your humble slave hereby presents herself for your pleasure and amusement." Up until that point, I had been consumed by worry that she might reject me, but there was no longer any doubt in my mind as I continued kissing her toes. "I know you're planning to retire, Goddess, so I am offering myself, as unworthy as I am, as your retirement present."

For the longest time, she just stared at me. What might have been running through her head, I have no idea. All I could do was continue worshipping her feet.

"Your sissy slave comes all expenses paid," I explained. "Whatever you might desire this week, please consider it part of my humble gift to you."

"You do understand what you're saying, don't you?" She shoved her foot into my mouth and watched as I sucked her big toe like a tiny little cock. "If you are serious about doing this, then you will be my bitch." She began thrusting her foot in and out, fucking my mouth with her toe. "You will obey my every command, without question, and you will do it all knowing that the entire world will be watching." She pulled her foot from my mouth and took another step forward. "Do you wish to be my bitch?"

"I do." I kissed the calf to my left. "Make me your bitch." I kissed the calf to my right. "I want to be Barbi's bitch."

She chuckled softly. "Oh, you fucking little slut . . . you shall."

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It was a long drive into the city, and Barbi wasn't one for idle conversation. So, to fill the silence, she asked me questions and let me embarrass myself with the answers. When I started telling her about the sheriff who followed me through about 15 miles of empty roads, and my fantasy of having to suck his cock to get out of a ticket, she actually reached over and gave my sissy clit a squeeze.