Still on my arms , & knees , HE then places his right foot on my forehead , roughly pushes my head back , looks me in the eye , & commands me to wash ...hem NOW !!! my mouth is now filled with drool , from worshiping my MASTERS lovely feet , with a mewing of lust , i grab his left foot , open my wet , waiting, drool filled mouth & place all of his toes in @ once , slurping, licking , & sucking them , gratefully !!! MMMMMMMMM, HIS other foot slowly slides down my face , as i make un-intelligible ,. "No, stay standing. Put your foot here on my knee, pet." Sammy did so, and Annie took a black leather bootie from the box, and slid it onto Sammy's foot. It had a large ring sown onto the toe, and a simple buckle at the ankle. Annie closed this, and pushed the finished foot down. "Next!" Sammy switched her weight, and nearly fell over. Under the arch, the bootie had a hard plastic lump which pushed painfully into her foot when she tried to stand with her foot flat on the floor. She immediately. Aik din main apnay mamu k gher gya to wo akeli thi gher main..main ny dekha wo kisi boy sy batein kr rehi thi…mujy dekh kr wo boy wapis chala gyea..main ny sana sey poocha yeh kon tha to us ny kaha pata nhi…tabi mery dimagh main aik idea aey..aur main ny usy kaha such such bata do nhi to sub ko bata doon ga…wo ronay lagi aur meri minty kerny lagi…chance acha tha main ny us chup karaeya…aur pyar sey uska hand pakar lieya…aur uskay boobs ko touch kr diya wo thora ghbra geyi…aur kaha yeh kia kr. “Can I help you?” asked a voice and I jumped.I quickly spun around to find the source of the voice, but didn’t see anyone. “Hello?” I said. My voice was timid.“Welcome to the vault, Lord Rosenbaum,” the disembodied voice said. “How may I be of service?”There was a slight accent to the voice. It made me think ‘British, upper crust.’ I looked up and down the hallway again. “Who are you?”“You may call me Sebastian. I am the caretaker of the vault.”“Caretaker? Are you a Magical Construct too?”“Good.