Synopsis

Sarah is a hard-working executive accountant woman who takes an Uber ride home after a long tiresome day at her job at a Fortune 500 company located in Manhattan. She finds herself attracted to the driver’s beautiful feet and becomes obsessed with them. She discovers that the driver, Maria, is a dominant woman who enjoys having her feet worshipped and becomes her foot slave.

Sarah becomes so infatuated with Maria’s feet that she quits her job as an accountant and becomes Maria’s full-time slave and foot servant. She spends her days sniffing and licking Maria’s feet, cleaning her house, and doing whatever Maria demands. Maria taunts Sarah by using her face as a footstool and reminding her that her place is beneath her feet.

As time passes, Sarah becomes increasingly devoted to Maria, willing to do anything to please her. But when Maria begins to tire of her, Sarah realizes that she has lost herself in her obsession and must find a way to break free and reclaim her life. Will she find a way to reclaim her life old life as a big-shot account executive in Manhattan or will she be stuck forever as a loyal foot slave for Maria, the Uber driver from New Jersey?

Story

Once upon a time, there was a caucasian woman called Sarah who worked as a big shot account executive for a fortune 500 company located in the heart of Manhattan. There was a day that she was so exhausted and sleepy from all the work she has done that even with all the traffic jams in Manhattan she decided to request for an Uber instead of using Manhattan’s subway system to get back home as usual. She figured she could take a nap as the Uber took her back home. So, as she left her office she ordered a ride to pick her up from her job, through an app on her smartphone, and when it arrived, she got in and immediately noticed a strong smell coming from the female driver’s foot. Sarah was disgusted and insulted, thinking that the driver was unprofessional and had no respect for hygiene.

As Sarah got into the car and gagged at the foul stench emanating from the driver’s feet. “What the fuck is that smell? Did you bathe in a sewer?”

The driver rolled her eyes. “I’m sorry, I have a bit of a foot odor problem. Not that it’s any of your business,” she snapped.

Not happy with her bullshit excuse Sarah scoffed. “Well, it’s my business now that I have to endure this god-awful ride with you. I swear, I’m going to puke.”

As the ride continued Maria kept complaining and wrinkled her nose in disgust. “Ugh, this is going to be one of the worst rides I ever took!” she asked.

“I’m sorry, but as I said before I have a bit of a foot odor problem,” the Latina woman driving the car responded, looking embarrassed.

The woman groaned. “Great, just what I needed,” she muttered.

“My name is Maria by the way,” said the Latina woman driving the Uber.

Sarah was annoyed with Maria foot stank. All that she could think was that once the ride was over she would give her a one-star rating on the app.

As Sarah tried to hold her breath and roll down the windows for fresh air, she couldn’t help but glance at the driver’s feet. They were huge, and Sarah noticed that the driver was driving barefoot. Sarah couldn’t believe her eyes and wondered how someone could drive for hours without any shoes on. She decided to keep quiet and endure the ride until it was over.

But as the ride went on, the smell seemed to grow on her. She found herself taking deep breaths, trying to inhale as much of it as possible.

As Sarah sat in the backseat of Maria’s car, she couldn’t help but notice that Maria was driving barefoot. She had always found Maria’s feet to be beautiful and mesmerizing, but seeing them controlling the pedals of the car was something else entirely. But as the ride continued, Sarah’s curiosity got the best of her, and she found herself stealing glances at the driver’s feet every few minutes. She couldn’t help but notice how well-manicured the driver’s toenails were, and how her feet seemed to effortlessly glide over the pedals.

“Hey,” Sarah said tentatively, not wanting to sound too forward. “I couldn’t help but notice that you’re driving barefoot.”

As they stopped at a red traffic light, Sarah continued asking the driver about her barefoot driving. “I mean….. I don’t mean to pry, but why are you driving barefoot? Is that…normal for you?” Sarah asked.

Maria glanced back at Sarah through the rearview mirror and smiled. “Yes, it is. I find it more comfortable and it allows me to feel the pedals better. Plus, I like to show off my feet whenever I can,” she said, wiggling her toes playfully.

“I’m just teasing you hahaha” The driver, whose name was Maria, smiled and replied, “It’s just more comfortable for me. Plus, it gives me better control over the pedals.”

Sarah was surprised by Maria’s response and realized that there was more to the driver’s barefoot driving than she had initially thought. She found herself becoming more and more intrigued by Maria’s feet and even started to find the smell of her feet arousing.

A few minutes passed, and they got stuck in a traffic jam. Finally, unable to resist any longer, Sarah leaned forward and took a deep whiff of the driver’s foot. “Oh god, that’s disgusting,” faking her critique as she moaned.

The driver looked at her in surprise. “What are you doing?”

“Uhhhmmm…” not wanting to admit to Maria that she was purposeful trying to sniff her foot she tried to come up with an excuse. “Nothing I was just checking if I dropped something on the floor of your car”

Sarah couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy mixed with arousal as she watched Maria’s toes move while she drove her car. She longed to touch and worship them but knew her place as a passenger and didn’t have any intimacy with Maria yet.

As the car continued to drive down the road, the woman couldn’t help but notice how beautiful the driver’s face was. She was amazed at how someone with such a lovely face could have such smelly feet. She decided to ignore the smell and instead admire the beauty of the driver’s feet. “Your feet are so gorgeous,” she said. “I bet they smell amazing too.” The driver was taken aback by the woman’s comment but didn’t say anything. Instead, she turned up the music to make things less awkward.

Maria was a stunning sight to behold. She was a tall Latina lady with beautiful, long, wavy hair that cascaded down her back. Her face was flawless, with dark, almond-shaped eyes that sparkled with mischief and full lips that were always painted a bright red. Her body was curvy in all the right places, with ample breasts and a round, shapely ass that begged to be grabbed.

But what really caught Sarah’s attention were Maria’s feet. They were huge, easily a size 11 or 12 US, with long, slender toes that looked like they were made to be worshiped. Her soles were soft and supple, with just the right amount of wrinkles and curves to make them irresistible to anyone with a foot fetish. As Sarah watched her drive barefoot, she couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to be under those beautiful feet, to smell their intoxicating scent and feel their weight pressing down on her body. For a moment she wished that she could be those gas pedals just to have the privilege of having her face plastered with Maria’s beautiful Latina feet soles.

As the ride continued, Sarah found herself becoming strangely drawn to the odor of Maria’s feet. It was repulsive, yes, but it was also… intriguing. She felt her body start to tingle as the scent filled her nostrils. It was like in some twisted way she was starting to enjoy Maria’s foot smell.

As the ride continued, Sarah couldn’t resist her urges any longer and found herself glancing down at Maria’s feet once again. Maria caught her looking and asked, “Is there something wrong?”

Sarah hesitated for a moment before finally confessing, “I’m sorry, I can’t help but notice how beautiful your feet are. I know it might sound weird, but I find them really attractive.”

Maria chuckled and replied, “Well, you’re not the first person to say that. In fact, I’ve had a few passengers who have asked to touch or kiss my feet.”

Sarah’s heart skipped a beat at the thought of being able to do the same. She knew it was wrong, but the idea of worshipping Maria’s feet was too tempting to resist.

As the ride continued, Sarah started to become more and more fascinated by the smell of the driver’s foot and her pretty huge feet. She found herself strangely drawn to it, and before long, she was begging the driver to let her smell her foot.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, she blurted out again, “Can I smell your feet?”

The driver was taken aback. “Uh, what?”

“I don’t know why but I want to keep smelling your stink feet,” Sarah repeated, her face flushing with embarrassment, but she didn’t care Maria’s beautiful feet and stinky smell were slowly captivating and arousing her sexually.

The driver hesitated, but then a wicked gleam entered her eyes. “Sure, why not? Let’s see where this goes.”

All Sarah could think was that smelling those amazing feet wasn’t enough she also wanted to touch and feel them. She decided to take a chance and asked, “Would you let me kiss your feet?” a few seconds passed and she continued “I want to smell your feet some more. In fact, I want to be your foot servant. Will you let me worship your smelly toes?”

Maria smirked and replied, “Sure, but it’s going to cost you extra.”

Sarah didn’t care about the cost and as soon as the car stopped into another long Manhattan traffic jam eagerly got down on her knees to worship Maria’s beautiful bare feet. As she kissed and licked them, Sarah knew that this was the start of a new chapter in her life. From now on, she would do anything to please Maria and be her loyal foot slave.

The driver, who was enjoying the attention, agreed to let the woman smell her foot. From that moment on, the woman became obsessed with the driver’s foot and eventually became her foot servant. During the several red traffic lights and traffic jams they got stuck Sarah would spend the rest of the ride worshipping Maria’s feet, massaging them, and smelling them whenever she got the chance. The driver, Maria, for her part, was happy to have a devoted foot servant and used her new power to make the woman do all sorts of things for her.

Sarah, who was riding in the back of the Uber, but now changed seats to ride shotgun and be closer to Maria’s feet couldn’t help but notice the ever-growing pleasant scent coming from the driver’s feet. As she leaned forward, she asked, “Excuse me, what’s your name?”

The driver turned her head slightly, keeping her eyes on the road. “It’s Maria,” she replied.

The passenger smiled, “Maria, your feet smell really good, what kind of lotion or perfume do you use?”

Maria couldn’t help but blush at the compliment, “Oh, thank you, it’s just a foot cream that I use. I’m glad you like it.”

The passenger continued, “Actually, your whole face and your feet, they’re both so beautiful.”

Maria chuckled, “Thank you, that’s very kind of you to say.”

The passenger leaned in closer and whispered, “I’ve never had a foot fetish before, but something about your feet is just so alluring.”

Maria was taken aback by the sudden confession but didn’t mind it too much. “Well, everyone has their quirks,” she replied with a smile.

As they got stuck in another traffic jam Sarah decided to build up the courage to ask Maria to rub her feet on her face, she asked, “Do you mind rubbing them on my face a bit?”

Maria hesitated for a moment before finally giving in, “Okay, but it will be 50 bucks for you!”

Sarah nodded agreeing.

The passenger eagerly reached out and started to caress Maria’s feet with her face. Maria let out a small moan of pleasure and relaxed, enjoying the unexpected sensation.

During the ride, Sarah couldn’t help but admire Maria’s beautiful feet. Whenever they stopped at a red traffic light or got stuck in traffic, Maria would lift her feet up to the dashboard and wiggle her toes, giving Sarah the perfect opportunity to sniff and kiss her soles.

“I can’t believe how beautiful your feet are, Maria,” Sarah said in between kisses. “I could worship them all day.”

“I know, Sarah,” Maria replied with a smirk. “That’s why you’re my little footslave now.”

Sarah blushed at Maria’s words, feeling both embarrassed and aroused at the same time. She couldn’t believe how easily Maria had taken control of her, but she didn’t want it to stop. She wanted to be Maria’s foot slave forever, to worship her feet and be at her beck and call.

The rest of the ride was filled with small talk and foot worship, as the passenger continued to massage and kiss Maria’s feet. When they finally arrived at their destination, the passenger reluctantly got out of the car, feeling a newfound obsession with Maria’s feet.

As the ride came to an end, Maria handed over her phone number to Sarah. “Thank you so much for the ride, Maria. And thank you for understanding my foot obsession. I know it’s weird, but I can’t help it,” said Sarah as she entered Maria’s phone number.

Maria smiled, “It’s not weird at all. Actually, I’m flattered that you find my feet beautiful. You have a foot fetish, and I enjoy having a foot slave.  Maybe we can work something out.”

Sarah was overjoyed, “Really? Would you let me worship your feet and be your maid?”

Maria laughed, “Sure, but only if you promise to be a good foot slave and do everything I ask you to do.”

“I promise, I’ll do anything,” Sarah said excitedly.

Maria smiled, “Good. From now on, you are my personal foot slave and maid. You’ll clean my house, do my laundry, and worship my feet every day.”

Sarah was ecstatic, “Thank you so much, Maria. I’ll do everything you ask me to do, just as long as I get to sniff and worship your feet every day.”

As the ride came to an end, Sarah was brought back to reality.

Sarah was about to get out of the car when Maria suddenly spoke up, “Hold on, Sarah. Before you go, I have a few things to say.”

She had to give Maria a 5-star rating and a generous tip of 2,000 USD. And as if that wasn’t enough, Maria demanded one last thing before Sarah could get out of the car.

Sarah’s heart sank. She knew what was coming next. Maria turned to face her, and Sarah could see the mischievous glint in her eyes.

“I hope you enjoyed the ride, Sarah,” Maria said, “and I hope you learned a valuable lesson about complaining about the smell of my feet.”

Sarah nodded, not daring to say a word.

“I want you to give me a 5-star rating on the app, and I also want a $2,000 tip,” Maria continued, “and as a gesture of your apology, I want you to kiss the tops of my feet right now, in public.”

Sarah was horrified. They were parked on a busy street of Manhattan, and people were passing by. But she knew there was no way out of it. Sarah hesitated for a moment, feeling a rush of embarrassment wash over her. They were in public, after all. But the desire to please her Latina Goddess from New Jersey was too strong. She bent down and pressed her lips to the tops of Maria’s feet, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over her despite the shame of having onlookers watching her subservient act.

“Good girl,” Maria said, patting Sarah’s head like a pet, “now get out of my car.”

As she got out of the car, Sarah knew that her life had changed forever. she knew that this would become a routine, as Maria’s devoted foot slave. She was now Maria’s foot slave, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

When she was out of the car she felt humiliated and degraded. However, despite the shame, doing something forbidden like that in public and being subservient to Maria somehow aroused her so much to the point of her being unable to deny any of Maria’s requests.

Maria smiled, “I can tell we’re going to have a lot of fun together.” As they parted ways, Sarah couldn’t stop thinking about Maria’s beautiful feet and how lucky she was to have found such a wonderful foot mistress.

Over the next few weeks, the woman, whose name was Sarah, became Maria’s devoted footslave and maid. She would arrive at Maria’s apartment in New Jersey early in the morning and spend hours cleaning, cooking, and tending to Maria’s every need. And of course, Sarah would always be at Maria’s feet, sniffing and worshiping them.

Maria was pleased with Sarah’s obedience and dedication, and soon began to reward her with more privileges. She allowed Sarah to touch and kiss her feet, and even let her give her foot massages. Sarah was in heaven, and felt grateful for every moment she got to spend in the presence of Maria’s beautiful feet.

One day, while Sarah was worshiping Maria’s feet, she mustered up the courage to ask Maria if she could take a picture of her feet to keep as a memento.

“Of course, my dear,” Maria said, “anything to please my devoted footslave.”

Sarah took out her phone and snapped a few pictures of Maria’s feet. She was thrilled to have a permanent reminder of her foot goddess, and vowed to cherish the pictures forever.

As the weeks went by, Sarah found herself falling deeper and deeper in love with Maria’s feet. She couldn’t imagine a life without them, and knew that she would do anything to please her foot goddess.

And Maria, for her part, was happy to have found such a devoted and obedient footslave. She knew that as long as Sarah remained loyal and subservient, she would always have a devoted footslave to worship her feet.

Sarah couldn’t get enough of Maria’s feet. It had become an obsession for her, and she couldn’t concentrate on anything else. So, she finally made the decision to quit her job and devote herself entirely to serving Maria.

“Maria, I can’t take it anymore,” Sarah said one day. “I want to be your full-time slave and foot servant. I want to serve you and worship your feet all the time.”

Maria was surprised but pleased with Sarah’s decision. “Are you sure about this, Sarah? You don’t have to do this.”

“I’m sure, Maria. I want to do this. I want to serve you and be at your feet all the time,” Sarah replied.

Maria smiled and nodded. “Okay then, Sarah. From now on, you’ll be my full-time slave and foot servant. You’ll do everything I say and take care of my every need, including my feet.”

Sarah’s heart raced with excitement at the thought of serving Maria full-time. “Thank you, Maria. I promise I’ll be the best slave and foot servant you’ve ever had.”

And so, Sarah became Maria’s full-time slave and maid, always at her feet, ready to serve and worship them. Maria was pleased with Sarah’s dedication and loyalty and rewarded her with the privilege of sniffing and licking her feet whenever she wanted. Sarah was happy to oblige and knew that she had found her true calling as Maria’s devoted foot slave.

Maria lounged on her couch, her feet propped up on Sarah’s face as the TV played in front of them. Sarah was on her knees beside the couch, her face pressed against Maria’s soles as she inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet, intoxicating scent of her feet.

Maria chuckled softly, wiggling her toes against Sarah’s nose. “You know, Sarah,” she said teasingly, “I think this is where your face truly belongs. Right here, under my feet.”

Sarah moaned softly in agreement, the vibrations of her voice sending shivers up Maria’s legs. “Yes, Mistress,” she murmured, nuzzling her face deeper into Maria’s arches. “My place is at your feet, always and forever.”

Maria smiled down at her obedient slave, feeling a sense of power and satisfaction wash over her. She had never felt so worshipped and adored before, and it was all thanks to Sarah’s willingness to serve and obey.

“Good girl,” she said, patting Sarah’s head affectionately. “You’re doing such a good job. Maybe one day, I’ll even let you become my personal maid. You can clean my house and serve me in every way possible.”

Sarah’s eyes widened in delight at the thought. To be able to serve Maria in every way possible was her ultimate dream, and she would do anything to make it a reality.

“Yes, Mistress,” she said eagerly. “I would be honored to be your personal maid and slave. Please, let me serve you in any way you desire.”

Maria grinned, her toes curling against Sarah’s face. “I think we’re going to get along just fine, Sarah,” she said, settling back into the couch. “Just keep worshipping my feet and being a good little slave, and you’ll see just how much I appreciate your devotion.”

Months passed by, and Sarah was still living with Maria, serving as her full-time foot slave and maid. She had completely devoted herself to Maria’s feet and had given up her old life. On some nights Sarah was allowed to spend them on her knees at the foot of Maria’s bed worshiping her beautiful Latina feet.

Sarah couldn’t believe her luck. She was spending the night at Maria’s place, and the only thing she could think about was Maria’s feet. As soon as Maria got into bed, Sarah immediately went to the foot of the bed, and Maria knew exactly what Sarah wanted. She lifted her feet up and placed them right in front of Sarah’s face.

Sarah eagerly started sniffing Maria’s feet, taking in every inch of them. She loved the smell of Maria’s feet, and the way they looked under the moonlight. They were huge and perfectly shaped, with soft soles that Sarah just couldn’t get enough of.

Maria watched Sarah intently, enjoying the way Sarah worshipped her feet. She even teased Sarah a bit, wiggling her toes and moving her feet around just out of Sarah’s reach, making her beg for more.

But Sarah didn’t mind. She was in heaven, worshipping Maria’s feet all night long. She kissed and licked every inch of her feet, savoring the taste and feel of Maria’s skin. And when morning came, Sarah was still at the foot of the bed, asleep with her face buried in Maria’s feet.

The next morning, Sarah was awakened by the feeling of Maria’s feet tapping her face. She opened her eyes to see Maria smiling down at her.

“Good morning, my little foot slave,” Maria said, wiggling her toes. “It’s time to get up and make me breakfast.”

Sarah eagerly got up from her kneeling position at the foot of the bed and went to the kitchen to make Maria’s breakfast. She prepared eggs, toast, and bacon, making sure to add extra seasoning to Maria’s plate, just the way she liked it.

Returning to the bedroom with the breakfast tray, Sarah placed it on Maria’s lap and knelt beside the bed. Maria picked up a piece of toast and fed it to Sarah, then motioned for her to start massaging her feet.

As Maria ate her breakfast, Sarah diligently massaged her feet, occasionally kissing and sniffing them. Maria moaned with pleasure, enjoying the attention she was receiving.

Once Maria finished her breakfast, she leaned back against the pillows and ordered Sarah to continue worshipping her feet. Sarah happily complied, spending the next hour on her knees at the foot of the bed, kissing, licking, and massaging Maria’s feet.

Maria sighed contentedly, running her fingers through Sarah’s hair as she savored the sensation of Sarah’s lips and tongue on her feet. She felt like a queen, with Sarah at her feet, eager to please her every whim. And Sarah was happy too, knowing that she was fulfilling her destiny as Maria’s devoted foot slave.

On the next day, the ritual was pretty much the same, Sarah was awakened by the feeling of Maria’s feet tapping her face. She opened her eyes to see Maria smiling down at her.

The following day followed the same routine as before, with Maria waking Sarah up by tapping her face with her feet. Sarah opened her eyes to see Maria looking down at her with a smile on her face.

“Good morning, my little foot slave,” Maria said, wiggling her toes. “It’s time to make breakfast.”

Without hesitation, Sarah got up from her kneeling position at the foot of the bed and headed to the kitchen. She prepared a delicious breakfast of eggs, toast, and bacon, carefully seasoning Maria’s plate to her liking.

Carrying the tray back to the bedroom, Sarah knelt beside the bed and placed the tray on Maria’s lap. Maria picked up a piece of toast and offered it to Sarah, then gestured for her to start massaging her feet.

As Maria savored her breakfast, Sarah tended to her feet, skillfully massaging them and occasionally kissing and sniffing them. Maria moaned in pleasure, relishing the attention she was receiving from her devoted foot slave.

Once Maria finished her breakfast, she leaned back against the pillows and ordered Sarah to continue worshipping her feet. Sarah happily complied, spending the next hour on her knees at the foot of the bed, kissing, licking, and massaging Maria’s feet.

With satisfaction, Maria exhaled deeply, her fingers combing through Sarah’s hair while she enjoyed the feeling of Sarah’s mouth and tongue on her feet. She felt like royalty, with Sarah kneeling before her, ready to satisfy her every desire. Meanwhile, Sarah was overjoyed to fulfill her role as Maria’s loyal foot slave.

As she finishes eating her breakfast Maria asks Sarah to lay on her back and as soon as she gets up from bed she tramples Sarah with her beautiful latina size 11 feet soles and Maria gets aroused

Sarah eagerly complied with Maria’s request and laid on her back on the floor, looking up at her beautiful mistress with adoration in her eyes. As soon as Maria got up from bed, she wasted no time in trampling on Sarah’s body with her large size 11 feet.

Sarah gasped as the weight of Maria’s feet pressed down on her body, her eyes glued to the sight of Maria’s gorgeous soles hovering above her face as they slowly landed on her. “Your feet are so beautiful, Maria,” Sarah said breathlessly, “And they’re so big. I feel so small and pathetic under them.”

Maria chuckled as she shifted her weight, pressing her soles down harder on Sarah’s chest. “That’s because you are small and pathetic, my little foot slave,” she teased. “And you love it, don’t you? Being crushed under my feet, worshipping them with every breath you take?”

Maria’s feet felt amazing against Sarah’s skin, the weight and pressure sending waves of pleasure through her body. Maria couldn’t help but feel a surge of arousal as she felt Sarah’s body underneath her feet, and she began to rub her feet all over Sarah’s body.

Sarah moaned with pleasure as Maria’s feet touched every inch of her body, and she knew that she was exactly where she belonged. Maria could feel herself getting wet with desire as she continued to trample on Sarah’s body, enjoying the power and control she had over her.

Sarah moaned in response, the pressure of Maria’s feet making her feel both aroused and submissive. “Yes, mistress,” she whispered. “I love it. I love being under your feet, worshipping them, and being your obedient foot slave.”

Maria smiled down at her, the power she held over Sarah thrilling her in ways she never imagined. “Good girl,” she said, before placing her left foot on  Sarah’s face and rubbing it all over it, which sent shivers down Sarah’s spine. She was loving it!

Eventually, Maria stepped off of Sarah and looked down at her, a satisfied smile on her face. “Good girl,” she purred, running her foot over Sarah’s face. “Now, go clean the kitchen, and then, once you are finished go to the living room and worship my feet while I watch TV.”

Sarah eagerly got up from the floor and scurried off to the kitchen, feeling happy and fulfilled knowing that she had pleased her mistress.

As Sarah finished her chores of washing the dishes used for breakfast and cleaning the kitchen she quickly went to the kitchen. There she found Maria, who was now sitting on the couch, watching TV while Sarah was on her knees beside her, massaging her feet. Maria was flicking through the channels when she suddenly stopped at a show that caught her attention.

“Hey, Sarah, come here and see this,” Maria said, pointing at the TV.

Sarah crawled over to Maria’s side and looked up at the screen. It was a reality show about dominant women and their submissive partners.

“This is fascinating,” Maria said, taking her feet off Sarah’s lap and resting them on her back. “Look at those men, submitting to their mistresses’ every whim. It’s like they’re nothing but footstools to them.”

Sarah looked up at Maria, feeling a twinge of jealousy. She wished she could be the one on the TV, being worshipped and adored by a submissive partner.

But then, Maria leaned down and whispered in Sarah’s ear, “You know, Sarah, you’re already my footstool. And it’s where your face truly belongs, beneath my feet.”

Sarah felt a thrill run through her body as Maria pressed her feet onto her face, using her as a footstool while she watched TV.

From that moment on, Sarah was even more devoted to Maria’s feet than ever before. She was happy to serve her as her foot slave and maid, grateful for the opportunity to be so close to her beautiful feet.

One day Sarah describes to Maria that she dreamed that she was the gas pedal and was happy to be stomped by Maria’s feet all the time in her dream as Maria drove her Uber car with her magnificent feet and soles

Sarah couldn’t help but confess her dreams to Maria. “I had a dream last night,” she said. “I was the gas pedal of your car, and you were driving with your magnificent feet and soles. I felt so happy being stomped by your feet.”

Maria chuckled at Sarah’s confession. “It seems like you really can’t get enough of my feet,” she said playfully.

Sarah blushed, knowing that it was true. “I can’t help it,” she said. “Your feet are just so beautiful, and I love being able to serve them.”

Maria smiled, appreciating Sarah’s devotion. “Well, I’m glad to hear that,” she said. “And who knows, maybe we can make that dream a reality sometime.”

Sarah’s heart skipped a beat at the thought of her face being stomped and trampled by Maria’s, and she couldn’t help but smile at the idea.

Maria couldn’t help but laugh at Sarah’s dream, finding it amusing that she had such a vivid imagination. “You’re such a little foot freak, Sarah,” Maria teased, wiggling her toes in Sarah’s direction. “But I love it. I love having someone who’s so devoted to my feet.”

Sarah blushed at the comment, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal. She couldn’t deny that she loved being Maria’s foot slave and maid, and the idea of serving her in any way possible made her feel warm and tingly inside.

“Thank you, Maria,” Sarah said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I love serving you, and I love your feet. They’re the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.”

Maria smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction and power knowing that Sarah was completely under her control. “That’s right, Sarah,” Maria said. “My feet are the most beautiful things you’ll ever see, and you’re lucky to have the privilege of worshipping them.”

Sarah nodded, feeling a wave of pleasure rush through her body at the thought of being Maria’s foot slave forever. She knew that she would do anything to please her, even if it meant sacrificing her own happiness and well-being.

As the Uber ride continued, Sarah gazed longingly at Maria’s feet, imagining what it would be like to touch them, to feel them against her skin. She knew that she would never be able to resist the urge to worship them, and that was just fine with her. For as long as Maria was willing to keep her as her footslave and maid, Sarah was happy to serve her in any way possible.

As days passed, Sarah’s obsession with Maria’s feet only grew stronger. She no longer cared about anything else but being at Maria’s feet, serving and worshiping them. Maria enjoyed having Sarah as her full-time foot slave, and loved to make her do all sorts of humiliating tasks.

One day, Maria was lounging on the couch, watching TV as usual, while Sarah was on her knees, massaging her feet. Maria suddenly decided to use Sarah’s face as a footstool, smothering her with her feet. Sarah didn’t complain, and instead, moaned with pleasure as Maria rubbed her feet all over her face.

“You see Sarah, this is where your face truly belongs, under my feet,” Maria taunted her with a smirk.

Sarah couldn’t help but feel happy and fulfilled, knowing that she was living her dream of being Maria’s foot slave. She had even quit her job to devote all her time to serving Maria’s feet.

Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. Sarah’s only purpose in life now was to serve Maria’s feet. She would clean them, massage them, worship them, and even sleep with them. Maria had complete control over her, and Sarah couldn’t have been happier.

After a long day of driving, Maria came home and collapsed onto the couch, sighing in relief. “Sarah,” she called out, “could you bring me a beer, please?”

Sarah quickly scurried over to the fridge and grabbed a cold beer. She presented it to Maria with a smile, “Here you go, Maria.”

Maria took a long sip and leaned back against the couch. “Now, come here,” she ordered, patting the space next to her on the couch. “And take off my shoes.”

Sarah complied and removed Maria’s sneakers, exposing her warm, sweaty feet. Maria wiggled her toes in anticipation. “Now get on your knees and start massaging my feet,” she said, placing her feet on Sarah’s lap.

Sarah immediately dropped to her knees and began massaging Maria’s feet. “Your feet are so beautiful and soft, Maria,” Sarah commented. “They’re huge and I feel so small and pathetic under them.”

Maria chuckled. “That’s because you are small and pathetic compared to me,” she said teasingly, “But don’t worry, you’re good at what you do.” She turned her attention back to the TV while Sarah continued to massage, kiss, and sniff her feet.

Sarah breathed in deeply, taking in the scent of Maria’s sweaty feet. “I love the smell of your feet, Maria,” she admitted.

Maria smirked. “Of course you do,” she replied. “You’re my little foot bitch after all.” She took another sip of her beer and leaned back, enjoying the feeling of Sarah’s hands on her feet.

Sarah eagerly began massaging and kissing Maria’s feet, inhaling the scent of her sweat and feeling grateful for being able to serve her beautiful mistress. As Maria sipped on her beer and watched TV, she occasionally teased Sarah by wiggling her toes or flexing her soles, making Sarah even more obedient and submissive.

Some hours later Maria decided to use Sarah’s tongue for pleasuring her in other ways. Therefore she pushed Sarah head to her tights in order to her to start licking her sweet nectar

After a while, Maria grew increasingly aroused and pushed Sarah’s head towards her thighs, indicating that she wanted Sarah to pleasure her in a different way. Sarah obediently complied, using her tongue to lick Maria’s sweet nectar and bringing her to the heights of pleasure. Maria moaned and writhed under Sarah’s skilled tongue, enjoying the feeling of power and control over her devoted foot slave.

Once Maria had reached the peak of her ecstasy, she pushed Sarah away and commanded her to go prepare dinner. Sarah got up from the floor, feeling both elated and exhausted from serving her mistress, and headed to the kitchen to cook Maria’s favorite meal.

And so this is what Sarah’s life has become. From a big shot accountant executive to a Fortune 500 company into a mere foot slave to a Latina Goddess from New Jersey. Sarah had never imagined that her life would take such a drastic turn. But here she was, on her knees, worshipping Maria’s feet, day in and day out. She had become addicted to the smell and taste of Maria’s feet, and couldn’t get enough of them.

As months turned into years, Sarah became more and more devoted to Maria. She completely forgot about her career as a big-shot accountant executive and had come to terms with being Maria’s sex slave and plaything for the rest of her life, having moved in with Maria and becoming her full-time slave and foot servant. She lived to serve Maria’s every whim, to be trampled under her feet, and to taste her sweet nectar.

Despite the unusual circumstances of her new life, Sarah had never been happier. She felt a sense of purpose and fulfillment that she had never experienced before. She had found her true calling as a foot slave to Maria, and she couldn’t imagine ever going back to her boring old life as an account executive. For Sarah being Maria’s foot slave was way more fun and thrilling.

As she knelt at Maria’s feet, inhaling the intoxicating aroma of her soles, Sarah knew that she was exactly where she belonged. She was a foot slave, a devoted servant to a Latina Goddess from New Jersey, and she wouldn’t have it any other way

Epilogue

Decades passed by and Sarah continued to serve Maria as her loyal foot slave and maid. She never thought that she could be happy living a life of servitude, but Maria’s beautiful feet and dominant personality fulfilled all of Sarah’s desires.

Sarah learned how to cater to Maria’s every whim and desire, ensuring that her feet were always clean and pampered. She even became an expert at giving foot massages, making sure that Maria’s feet were always relaxed and ready for the long tiresome day ahead of being an app driver and therefore having to push the gas pedals of her car with her beautiful feet all day long.

Although Sarah’s friends and family may have been concerned about her new lifestyle, she never felt more content in her life. She had found her true purpose in serving and worshipping Maria’s feet; nothing else mattered.

As for Maria, she continued to dominate and control every aspect of Sarah’s life, taking pleasure in seeing her slave so devoted and subservient to her. She had never felt so powerful and desirable, knowing that Sarah would do anything to please her. Maria was happy to know that her feet were so powerful and captivating to the point that they were able to turn a big-shot female executive into a mere foot slave for her and her whims.

And so their unusual but passionate relationship continued, with Maria as the dominant Latina Goddess and Sarah as her devoted foot slave. They lived happily ever after in a suburb in New Jersey, fulfilling each other’s deepest desires and needs.

The End