FPP Side Chapter: Pony Ride
Although he wasn't particularly given to foot massages, ricky found the notion of making foxy happy an intoxicating one. he turned to face her, pulling a leg up sideways on the cushion.
The kidnapping
Not every day you can have somebody making you a foot massage with his cock, so i hope you appreciate that. "this guy is sick! he is sick! damn, why do i like this so much?" thought will.
Perfect Likeness: A Foot in the Door
You are to report here every night for your foot massaging duties, with an extra pair of clothes for you in case your 'duties' run a little long, and you need to sleep here. now...goodnight."
My new Master
For now i would like to have my feet massaged." "yes,master." i realised i had my hands cuffed behind my back. "but how?" "use your tongue,slave!" i hesitated: "m...my tongue?"
Spy Games: Part Two
The bunny's only thoughts were to serve, to please the master, and the master had asked for a foot massage.
Magical Licks
The 'lotion' that he planned to use for the foot massage was waiting for him. the bottle, formerly used for some shampoo when it was still full, was appropriately unmarked. inside? he uncapped it, taking a deep sniff.
Garmanax's Relaxation
Garmanax, the demon lord, has been in quite a bad mood lately, but maybe a foot massage can help him feel better. it certainly helps that the masseur isn't only really hot, but that he also might have a few other tricks upon his sleeve...
Prisoners of War – Relaxed
Gantan's wild theories did make him chuckle, though, enough to cause the black panther's ears to flick back and forth while he continued the extravagant foot massage without missing a touch.
Winding Down
How long had it been, she wondered, since a man had given her a foot massage? hell, how long had it been since she he had foot massage at all?
A Good-Times Goblin Massage
Portia’s goblin roommate, jasz, offers to give her a foot massage, but the “massage oil” she uses has some unexpected properties.
A Dragons First Heat part 2
Working on, he moved himself until he crouched at my feet, massaging my tail, which of course, was driving me crazy. i mewled at him, and twitched my hips against his hands as his claws caressed the muscles of my thighs.
Rich in (Sole) Privilege
._ he focused on what little he remembered from foot massage techniques in the magazines he'd been reading.