One of William’s favorite things to do each evening is to sit at the end of the couch, when I am lounging there, reading or watching TV, and have me put my feet in his lap so he can massage and kiss them. He loves being able to take off my socks and being allowed to kiss my bare feet. One of his greatest Joys is to follow me to the couch when I arrive home from work and slip off my heels and massage and kiss my stocking covered feet. He loves kneeling at my feet and giving me a pedicure which I allow him as a reward, usually once a week, sometimes more frequently in the summertime when it is sandal season. And of course he absolutely loves when I masturbate him with my feet.

In between orgasms I often restrict access to my feet to encourage a better attitude from William. Just as he is generally grounded from touching himself,  I sometimes ground him from being allowed to touch my feet.

When he is grounded from contact with my feet, I don’t let him massage or kiss my feet like he likes to do. If he tries to touch my feet I will curl them up underneath me so that he can’t and will say cooly, “I don’t feel like having my feet touched right now, thank you”. When we settle in to watch TV in the evening, I may sit in a separate chair rather than on the couch with him.

When he demonstrates better behavior and becomes more obedient, I will call him to my side in the evening, kiss him on the temple sweetly and whisper in his ear, “You’ve been a very good husband today. You’ve been a delight to be with”. Then I will settle in to recline on the couch and invite him to sit at the end while I read or watch TV. I will put my feet in his lap and let him massage them and kiss them. If  he has particularly pleased me that day, I will rub on his crotch with my feet. He likes it when I roll his chastity cage around with my toes and the balls of my feet and when I poke his balls gently with my toes. I use these things as his reward for maintaining a better attitude and being more obedient through the day. He particularly likes when I let him slip off my socks and let him kiss my toes before I have him put my socks back on so my feet don’t get cold.

One time he embarrassed me in front of some friends by telling an embarrassing joke about me. In addition to being kept in chastity with no release or favors, I grounded him from any contact with my feet for three weeks and I went to get a professional mani pedi each Saturday.

He was so sad and mad at himself for what he had done that, while I was out having my mani pedi on the third Saturday, he cleaned and polished each and every one of my shoes and boots, including pulling the shoe laces out of all of my athletic shoes and scrubbing them clean. When I came home he had them all set out in neat rows to show me. All of my dress shoes were cleaned, polished and shined and all of my suede shoes and boots were spot cleaned and brushed. The bottoms of all of my shoes were cleaned and polished.

When I asked him why he had done it, he told me that he missed touching my feet and doing my pedicure so much that he needed some way to feel connected to my feet.  He also wanted to get back in my good favor and earn his foot worship privileges.

Sometimes I make him beg to worship my feet, or the other parts of my body he likes to worship, like my bum, my vagina, or my breasts. This makes these privileges more special and more sought-after by him. It reminds him that they are privileges he must earn and reminds him of his place as an obedient and submitted husband.

I particularly made him beg this time. I had him kneel at my feet and had him apologize for embarrassing me in public and then had him say a pledge of obedience and respect. He said, “You are a goddess among women. One of the greatest honors and pleasures I know is being allowed to kneel before you and kiss and worship your feet. I am sorry that I embarrassed you in front of our friends and promise never to do that again. May I be granted the honor of kissing your feet?”

I could still see some sadness in his face as he kissed each one of the freshly manicured nails on each of my toes. I also saw a bit of relief that he had begun to earn his foot worship privileges back again. It turned me on to have him kiss my feet. I pulled his head up gently by his hair and pulled his face toward my thighs as I sat on the edge of the bed. He started to bury his face between my legs but I cautioned him to wait. He begged some more and said, “Please, may I worship at your temple and taste your nectar”. I made him wait for a few seconds before I said, “Yes you may”. I had a very nice orgasm.

Later, as a reward, I let him pick out one pair of my shoes for me to wear. He picked out a pair of spaghetti strap high-heel sandals. After he slipped the shoes on my feet and buckled the ankle strap, we sat on the couch to watch a movie and I rewarded his good behavior by letting him sit  at my feet at the end of the couch as I poked his chastity cage with my toes and jabbed my heels into his balls. He appeared to be in heaven.