A Whole Day's Obedience Just to Kiss Her Feet

On Saturday I kissed my beautiful Princess on the lips and then went to kiss her neck, but she recoiled.  "No! You are only allowed to kiss my face.  You have been so tired and disinterested following last week's orgasm and this is your punishment" she said.

I asked her what I have to do to be allowed to kiss more than just her face.  I suggested all of the hoovering, mopping, washing and bathroom cleaning, and she agreed.  

"What will I be allowed to kiss once I have done all that?"  I asked.

A long pause followed, she placed her finger on her chin and looked at the ceiling as she thought.

"My feet" she decided.

Amazing.  She's really getting into this, I thought.  A whole day's work, just to kiss her feet; something which most normal men would not even consider as a reward at all.  So for the next two hours, whilst she sat making holiday plans on the computer, I worked so hard that I ended up sweating profusely.  The thought of kissing her feet was a surprisingly good motivator - I did all I promised and more.  She was very impressed with my work rate and couldn't believe how much I got done.  Once it was all complete, I offered to take her shoe shopping as I know she needs some decent heels to go with the dress I bought her.

In the shoe shop I was as helpful as possible, finding potential items, bringing them to her, kneeling and easing them onto and off of her feet, replacing them on the shelves, obeying her orders to "find me these in a size four" and offering countless compliments on how sexy she looked in each pair of shoes.  Unfortunately she didn't find any that she really liked but the experience was still pretty awesome.  I told her how much I enjoyed shopping with her and that I would like to be allowed to do it again some time.  Maybe I will be able to actually buy her some stuff next time.

Back at the house, I asked if I could kiss her feet and I was granted the privilege as she reclined on the sofa. I gently massaged her slightly smelly feet and kissed each toe, the top, the bottom, the heel, every part of each foot, for a good twenty minutes.  I was pretty engrossed and probably looked like quite a weird little snivelling wretch, pawing and kissing whatever small part of her graceful beauty she deigned to allow me access to.

What an amazing experience, to be allowed to kiss the feet of such a beauty, and it only took a whole day's worth of housework and shopping to be allowed the honour!  I am so lucky!

Pretty much how it looked, minus the grey hair.