Mistress Makes Lick

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As a sub, I very much enjoy confinement, sensory deprivation and loss of control. After seeing Mistress Hush offers an all day caging experience, I contacted her to arrange a day.
Arriving at House DuCroix, I was led to a waiting area. This was my first session with Mistress Hush and within seconds of her entering the room, I was put at ease. We had a quick chat and I was then given my pre-caging instructions.
No sooner was I naked and kneeling, than I was instructed into one of the cages. There are 3 clicks that I can still hear after the session: the click of the padlock locking into place, the click of the heels fading as Mistress left and finally, the click of the light switch, plunging me into darkness.
We agreed minimal contact, just a toilet break before being moved into the bigger cage. I asked if there was any possibility of adding a last minute session to finish the day. Mistress Hush was willing and accommodating to my request: although I still had cage time to serve!
We proceeded with an incredible sensory deprivation session. I would provide more details, but I sincerely mean that words won’t do it justice and you should visit to experience first hand.
I have seen a few Dom’s in the past, but I know that I have now found the perfect Mistress to safely guide me, but also push me to my limits. Excellent with communication pre and post session, enchantingly beautiful and wickedly talented. I cannot wait to return and have already discussed session options.
They say that time is a precious thing: visiting Mistress Hush requires me to make a 4 hour round trip and I can assure you, it is worth every second just to spend time with Mistress Hush, let alone hear those 3 clicks.
Thank you again for your willingness to cage and leave me.

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Hello all Pad members, this is my first time posting and I plan on sharing all of my high school experiences with you if my first story gets good feedback.

Shoe licking -
So, I have a couple of shoe licking stories that I’d like to share with you. If you’re not into that, no worries. If this story gets any good feedback, I’ll post some other high school stories later.

My first story starts in a class which was just waste a period while we wait for the freshmen and sophomores to get done with their lunch. I have this girl who sits next to me almost everyday. She is kind of entitled, and part of me dislikes that, but the other part of me really likes it. One day, she decided to just use my legs as her footrest while she looked at stuff on her phone, and because I put up no fight, she decided she would use me everyday. She even goes as far as to tell me to scoot back because my legs are under the table and she can’t use them as a footrest. I say she TELLS me, because she doesn’t ask, it’s just a demand. For example, she got into class late one day and sat down beside me. She angled the chair so that it was pointing at me and tapped me on the shoulder with her hand and said, “Hey scoot back, I need my footrest.” And then on another day, rather than talking, she just lightly kicked me and I scooted back super fast so she would be comfortable.

So, there was one day that she was sitting with her feet up on my lap, and she had new shoes on. But she had a dilemma, she kept going on and on about how there was a little dirt mark on the side of her shoe. It was more of a scuff than anything, but they were white shoes so it was definitely noticeable I didn’t want her to stop talking about it, so I jokingly said like “Why don’t you just lick it off?” (Disclaimer: I don’t want you guys to think that there was like a clump of dirt hanging off of her shoe. That’s gross, but it was just like a brown mark.) Some of my classmates laughed including her, and she said, “Well you’re already my footrest, so why don’t you lick it off?” I stuck my tongue out and she brought her foot up to my face, but a lot of the class was looking at us so I didn’t want to be judged so I pulled my tongue back in. Then she put her foot back on my lap, and I stuck my tongue out again, and she brought her foot up again. This exchange happened numerous times until I felt that the class wasn’t looking, so I left my tongue out. Instead of just rubbing my tongue against the one dirty spot on the side of her shoe, she made me lick the side of the shoe from heel to toe while hysterically laughing at the fact that I didn’t pull my tongue back in my mouth. Then, once she got to the dirty scuff part, she grinded it up and down on my tongue until it was gone. She laughed, patted me on the shoulder, and said “I can’t believe you didn’t put your tongue back in your mouth, but I’m not complaining.” I just smiled, and she said “I might have to use you as a shoe cleaner more often.”

So then, a year later, we had another class together. (We don’t really have classes together because I’m smarter than she is.) This class wasn’t a waste period, but the teacher was very lazy and didn’t assign us very much work for each semester. So we spent a lot of time on our phones in that class. Her and I were sitting in the back of the room together, fate just decided to assign us seats together. And again, I was a footrest whenever she wanted one. I wanted to lick her shoes again like last year so I started hinting at it again. I told her like, “Why do you always get white shoes? They’re so dirty.” and I laughed. She looked down and said like “I don’t even care if they get dirty anymore.” Then we sat there for about 5 minutes, I was discouraged by her response. But then she finally said, “Oh! I just remembered, I have my own personal shoe cleaner right next to me!” And she raised her shoe up in front of my face. I said like, “Listen, I am not cleaning your shoes again in front of the class.” in a joking way. And she said, “Fine, we can make it more private. She put her foot back down on my lap, and pushed my head onto the desk with her shoe right beside my mouth. “There, now get to work.” She said. I didn’t want to seem overly eager, so I groaned a little and said like, “Well I’ve done it once, it didn’t kill me. I guess I’ll do it again.” And I stuck my tongue out without moving my head. She then slid her foot up and down my tongue, getting the dirt off. She was giggling at me, and she whispered, “How does that taste?” I said, “It tastes just greeeeat.” In a sarcastic way, and she said “Good, then you won’t mind getting my other shoe, will you?” And she switched shoes and cleaned the other one. By the end of the period, her shoes were nearly spotless. And she smiled at me and said, “I’ll bring a dirtier pair tomorrow.” This shoe cleaning service went on for the rest of the year.
Nice story, did she ever make you clean any boots and did she ever work out that you were into it?
justinwindland37 wrote: Hello all Pad members, this is my first time posting and I plan on sharing all of my high school experiences with you if my first story gets good feedback.

Shoe licking -
So, I have a couple of shoe licking stories that I’d like to share with you. If you’re not into that, no worries. If this story gets any good feedback, I’ll post some other high school stories later.

My first story starts in a class which was just waste a period while we wait for the freshmen and sophomores to get done with their lunch. I have this girl who sits next to me almost everyday. She is kind of entitled, and part of me dislikes that, but the other part of me really likes it. One day, she decided to just use my legs as her footrest while she looked at stuff on her phone, and because I put up no fight, she decided she would use me everyday. She even goes as far as to tell me to scoot back because my legs are under the table and she can’t use them as a footrest. I say she TELLS me, because she doesn’t ask, it’s just a demand. For example, she got into class late one day and sat down beside me. She angled the chair so that it was pointing at me and tapped me on the shoulder with her hand and said, “Hey scoot back, I need my footrest.” And then on another day, rather than talking, she just lightly kicked me and I scooted back super fast so she would be comfortable.

So, there was one day that she was sitting with her feet up on my lap, and she had new shoes on. But she had a dilemma, she kept going on and on about how there was a little dirt mark on the side of her shoe. It was more of a scuff than anything, but they were white shoes so it was definitely noticeable I didn’t want her to stop talking about it, so I jokingly said like “Why don’t you just lick it off?” (Disclaimer: I don’t want you guys to think that there was like a clump of dirt hanging off of her shoe. That’s gross, but it was just like a brown mark.) Some of my classmates laughed including her, and she said, “Well you’re already my footrest, so why don’t you lick it off?” I stuck my tongue out and she brought her foot up to my face, but a lot of the class was looking at us so I didn’t want to be judged so I pulled my tongue back in. Then she put her foot back on my lap, and I stuck my tongue out again, and she brought her foot up again. This exchange happened numerous times until I felt that the class wasn’t looking, so I left my tongue out. Instead of just rubbing my tongue against the one dirty spot on the side of her shoe, she made me lick the side of the shoe from heel to toe while hysterically laughing at the fact that I didn’t pull my tongue back in my mouth. Then, once she got to the dirty scuff part, she grinded it up and down on my tongue until it was gone. She laughed, patted me on the shoulder, and said “I can’t believe you didn’t put your tongue back in your mouth, but I’m not complaining.” I just smiled, and she said “I might have to use you as a shoe cleaner more often.”

So then, a year later, we had another class together. (We don’t really have classes together because I’m smarter than she is.) This class wasn’t a waste period, but the teacher was very lazy and didn’t assign us very much work for each semester. So we spent a lot of time on our phones in that class. Her and I were sitting in the back of the room together, fate just decided to assign us seats together. And again, I was a footrest whenever she wanted one. I wanted to lick her shoes again like last year so I started hinting at it again. I told her like, “Why do you always get white shoes? They’re so dirty.” and I laughed. She looked down and said like “I don’t even care if they get dirty anymore.” Then we sat there for about 5 minutes, I was discouraged by her response. But then she finally said, “Oh! I just remembered, I have my own personal shoe cleaner right next to me!” And she raised her shoe up in front of my face. I said like, “Listen, I am not cleaning your shoes again in front of the class.” in a joking way. And she said, “Fine, we can make it more private. She put her foot back down on my lap, and pushed my head onto the desk with her shoe right beside my mouth. “There, now get to work.” She said. I didn’t want to seem overly eager, so I groaned a little and said like, “Well I’ve done it once, it didn’t kill me. I guess I’ll do it again.” And I stuck my tongue out without moving my head. She then slid her foot up and down my tongue, getting the dirt off. She was giggling at me, and she whispered, “How does that taste?” I said, “It tastes just greeeeat.” In a sarcastic way, and she said “Good, then you won’t mind getting my other shoe, will you?” And she switched shoes and cleaned the other one. By the end of the period, her shoes were nearly spotless. And she smiled at me and said, “I’ll bring a dirtier pair tomorrow.” This shoe cleaning service went on for the rest of the year.
So is there a story behind the "dirtier pair" she was gonna bring tomorrow too?
You see cleaning her shoes will help you
Remember…
The female sex is the superior gender!
So you don’t forget your proper place…
She puts her dirty feet right up in your
Face!
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