I immediately noticed she had a new silver ankle bracelet adorning her right foot, dangling from it was a small key.?Kneel?.I immediately did as I was...told.?Take off your clothes?.I stripped myself of all my clothes and knelt before her naked and vulnerable.?You are going to be my foot slave, you will do what I say when I say. You will look at my feet only when I allow you to look at my feet, you will kiss my toes only when I allow you to kiss my toes, and you will worship and lick my bare. A night before our anniversary I was sleeping in my bedroom, my children were sleeping on the first floor when suddenly in middle of night I woke up feeling sensation of someone in my room. I tried to get up but I found that my hands were tied to the bed. Suddenly a cloth was forced in my mouth and it was tied tightly. The light were off and I saw a man like figure climbed on my bed. He then tore my nighty and removed my undergarments. I got terrified. Then I felt that he was wearing me. She was making coffee in the kitchen and I went near her and stood right behind her. So close that I could smell her and she could hear me breathe. Her hands were getting slower while working near the cooker. Milk was on the boil!! I started by feeling her arms..slowly and smoothly I kept moving my hands up & down on her hands.Finally I held her tight from behind by grabbing both her hands. She was silent & few moans were escaping her lips which were moist and were looking delicious. My dick. This story is in continuation of my earlier story helping a widow. After our initial sex session I started spending at least a week with Poonam due to work and leisure. At times I use to take her to daman for a short trip to make her productive in work and also to add spice to our lives.The last time she had told me she wants to go to Bali with me, I kind off arranged a plan to take her for a vacation, we had planned for Mauritius, and she was on top of the world. Since then she started her.