All too happy at the liberation of my cock from its cruel restraints, I hustle to do Luisa's bidding. I quickly wash my hands, divide a roll of bread in half, and further slice the half of the roll intended for my mistress. 'What a good slave I have become,' I think ruefully as I add several pats of butter to the service platter.

I deliver the bread as well as a pitcher of water with ice and lemon to where my mistress si sitting in the kitchen. Content with the service, she directs me to her feet. I carefully remove her socks and hiking shoes to reveal a pair of pretty, yet strong looking feet. I sit on the floor and begin to massage them.

The right foot receives my attention first. I massage the ball of the foot, then the arch, and finally the heel, before turning my attention to the toes. When the right foot is adequately cared for, I turn my attention to the left. It is about then that Marigay and Melissa show up. It's still a little humiliating to be caught in such positions, but I am quickly growing used to it. Besides, more than one of these potential heirs will soon be joining me on the ground at their master's feet.