Godmother's Jade Foot Feast
Su Yuqing finally left, her gray stockings utterly soaked as her thighs trembled. She shot Lin Hongyi a vicious glare. "I'll settle the score with you tomorrow!" Then she slammed the door on her way out.
The room fell silent, leaving only Lin Xiaoyang and Lin Hongyi. Lin Xiaoyang was still bound to the bed, his cock swollen purple-hard, the urethral rod and chastity lock making him gasp in pain.
But his mind was unusually clear. Because he knew he held an ace up his sleeve.
The entire fight between the two women—the clawing, the fisting, the squirting—had been captured on his phone, sitting right on the bedside table. Crystal-clear video and audio, uncut and uncensored, including Lin Hongyi's line about "getting bored of it twenty years ago" and Su Yuqing's boast of "twelve times in one night."
But he didn't dare play his hand yet.
His body hadn't recovered. If she found out now, the phone was done for—and he'd be meat on the chopping block.
Lin Hongyi caught her breath and climbed onto the bed, straddling his chest with her flesh-colored stocking-clad thighs. Her drenched pussy pressed against his chin, her juices trickling down his neck.
"Naughty boy, did you enjoy the show? Watching your godmother fight your little wife... look how hard your cock got~"
She leaned down, her tongue flicking his earlobe, her voice dripping with seductive malice. "No interruptions now. Godmother's gonna keep serving you~"
Lin Xiaoyang fought back his lust, feigning weakness. "Godmother... I'm hungry... I want that bird's nest and white fungus soup you made last time..."
Lin Hongyi arched a brow, her smile indulgent. "Alright~ Godmother will make it for you~"
She got up, straightened her torn garter stockings, and sauntered out with a sway of her hips.
The door clicked shut. Lin Xiaoyang immediately struggled with his bound hands to grab the phone. His fingers shook as he uploaded the video to cloud storage, a USB drive, and a hidden album—triple backup. He renamed the file "Advanced Math Review Materials" and slipped the phone back in place.
Drenched in cold sweat from the effort, he cracked a cold smile for the first time. Just endure a few more days... I'll have both of you under my feet.
Lin Hongyi returned with steaming bird's nest soup. She fed him two spoonfuls, then set the bowl aside. Instead of jumping back into ice-and-fire play or urethral teasing, she flashed a more dangerous, more lascivious smile.
She placed the bowl on the bedside table and slowly peeled off her flesh-colored garter stockings, worn all day, down to her ankles. The crotch was glistening wet, the soles stained with sweat and a faint leather scent.
She pressed her feet together, soles facing soles, forming a warm, slick "flesh-colored stocking foot pussy" thick with her potent foot aroma.
The stocking tips and soles glistened with damp sweat, reeking of sharp, tangy foot odor. She balled up the stockings and stuffed them into Lin Xiaoyang's mouth, sealing it tight. "Suck on these first. Taste godmother's foot flavor to whet your appetite~"
Then she dipped both feet into the bird's nest bowl. Her bare jade feet soaked in the warm soup, toes flexing and curling, coating her soles, toe gaps, and insteps with white fungus, goji berries, and rock sugar syrup. The glistening broth dripped down her perfect ankles.
"Here, Xiaoyang, open wide~ Today's special menu from godmother is 'Jade Foot Feast'. You can only eat—no cumming allowed."
She lifted one foot, its sole laden with white fungus, and pressed it to his mouth. The ring gag forced his jaws wide. Her toes clamped a chunk of rock sugar fungus and shoved it in, broth spilling from his corners, dripping down his chin, neck, collarbone.
She scooped more soup into the arch of her foot, the warm liquid tracing her sole's wrinkles, mingling with her foot sweat into a bizarre sweet-salty aroma.
"Open up."
She planted her fungus-wrapped flesh-colored stocking sole right on his mouth, toes gripping his chin to pry it wider, then slowly "squeezed" the bird's nest into him. Broth streamed down his chin, neck, collarbone.
"Lick it clean. Not a drop wasted."
Bound helpless, Lin Xiaoyang could only extend his tongue, tracing every inch of her sole's texture. The salty-sweet blend, the rough drag of the stockings, the mature woman's signature tangy foot sweat—triple sensory assault—left his cock throbbing in agony, locked tight by the chastity ring.
Lin Hongyi watched him devour the fungus from her foot, then ladled another spoonful—this time into her toe gaps. She jammed all five toes into his mouth, forcing him to suck them like a lollipop, drawing out every drop from between.
"Ah~ So good... Deeper with that tongue... Yeah... Lick the toe gaps..."
She savored it while her other foot's instep lightly rubbed his caged cock, slick stockings laced with lingering soup slime. A single graze numbed his lower back.
"Eat up~ Godmother's feeding you with her feet. Tasty, right?"
Lin Xiaoyang's head spun from the foot sweat and sweet soup overload. His tongue instinctively lapped her sole, rolling fungus and broth into his mouth and swallowing.
While feeding, she ground her other foot on his cock—scorching sole, toes twisting the head. "No cumming today, okay~ Godmother gets mad if you do~"
For the second "course," she fetched a box of fresh strawberries, squirted condensed milk over her instep, sole, and toe gaps, then balanced berries on her toes. She raised her foot to his mouth. "Bite~ One by one, clean them off~"
Lin Xiaoyang engulfed her big toe, tongue swirling strawberry and milk together down his throat. Creamy sweetness mixed with her sole's salty sweat, swelling his cock purple.
Lin Hongyi clamped her toes, making him scour every gap. "Deeper~ Eat all the milk from the toe gaps~"
She slipped a strawberry into her pussy, clenched for ten seconds—emerging glistening with her juices—tucked it between her toes, and fed it to him. "Try godmother's pussy-soaked strawberry. Sweet?"
Lin Xiaoyang sucked the berry's musky-sweet tang, tongue ravaging her toes. His cock throbbed purple, pre-cum oozing from the slit—blocked dead by the lock.
She spread her thighs wide, slamming her pussy over his nose and mouth, juices flooding his throat. "Deeper... Tongue inside... Yeah... Lick godmother's cervix... Ah~ Godmother's gonna squirt~"
The third "course" was dessert. She grabbed vanilla ice cream from the fridge, ripped it open, and mashed the cold scoop against her sole—hissing at the chill—then smeared it across his face. Ice-and-fire contrast as it melted down her ankle to his lips.
"Lick~ Make godmother's foot taste like ice cream~"
Lin Xiaoyang shivered from the cold, but his tongue frenzied her sole, gulping the melting cream. Milky scent, foot sweat, hot-cold switch—his cock jerked wildly in its cage.
Finale: Lin Hongyi squirted the rest onto her pussy lips and mounted his face for "facesitting." "Last treat~ Eat every bit of ice cream from godmother's pussy~"
Ice cream + juices + foot sweat flooded his mouth. She ground down, shoving her pussy onto his tongue. "Ah~ So cold~ Feels amazing~ Tongue deeper..."
Lin Xiaoyang gasped for air under her, tongue buried to the hilt, until she squirted—mixing cream remnants in a facial deluge.
Post-orgasm, she dismounted, licked cream from his lips, and smiled sated.
She circled ice cubes on his glans, then deep-throated him—scalding mouth, tongue swirling the urethral rod. Ice-fire torment drew a voiceless scream: "Aaaah—Godmother—I'm losing it—can't cum—"
She wrapped his freshly peeled, sopping flesh-colored garter stockings around the head, slathered lube, and jerked furiously with both hands. Slick fabric, foot sweat, and pussy scent amplified friction tenfold. Lin Xiaoyang hit the edge, semen surging trapped inside, agony sweating him profusely as he sobbed: "Godmother... Wife... Queen... I'll do anything... Mercy..."
Lin Hongyi pressed her sole to his nose for deep inhales of tangy foot sweat, toes prying his glans outward. Pre-cum dripped; she caught it on her toes and smeared it on his lips. "Drink your own~ It's the only thing you get to release today."
Lin Xiaoyang broke into tears, cock quivering hard. He stretched his tongue far, lapping his own pre-cum clean.
Finally, Lin Hongyi pressed both feet sole-to-sole around his entire glans for slow, precise footjob—scorching slick stockings, every stroke grazing the slit, halting at the brink.
"Wanna cum? Call godmother 'wife'~"
Edged to tears, Lin Xiaoyang bawled: "Wife... Godmother-wife... Please..."
Satisfied at his flushed, tear-streaked face, Lin Hongyi relented, kissing his forehead. "Good boy~ Godmother loves you~ That's enough for today~ We'll continue feeding you tomorrow~"
Lin Xiaoyang collapsed on the bed, cock locked tight, mouth a medley of bird's nest, pussy juice, and foot sweat. But one thought burned: Endure a few more days... Once I'm recovered... I'll crush this vixen underfoot.
At 5:30 p.m., Lin Hongyi finally rose, content.
She tossed the ripped garter stockings in the trash, pulled fresh flesh-colored ones from her bag, and kissed his forehead. "Naughty boy, rest well. Godmother's going home to brew soup for you—I'll bring it tonight~"
Door shut. Lin Xiaoyang fumbled for his phone, confirmed the "catfight recording" was safe, then opened WeChat. Su Yuqing had spammed 99+ messages since 1 p.m.:
Followed by a dozen stealth shots: her on the dorm bed, school shirt unbuttoned to her navel, black garter stockings digging into plump thigh roots, fingers spreading her pussy with stringy juices; another with her skirt hiked to her waist, gray stocking crotch soaked, wine-red glitter toenails as she propped her foot on a chair for the camera.
Lin Xiaoyang's cock hardened instantly. Fingers trembling, he replied:
Five fresh slutty pics: stockings stuffed in her pussy for masturbation, feet clamping a dildo, lipstick kisses on a cock model...
Their chat grew filthier. Lin Xiaoyang typed one-handed, cock aching so bad it nearly tented the sheets.
6:40 p.m., the door opened.
Lin Father and Lin Mother got home from work, followed by Lin Hongyi toting a thermos with a beaming smile. "Sis, bro-in-law, I brewed deer antler black chicken soup for Xiaoyang. Sorry I'm late~"
Family of three plus godmother—lively dinner time.
Under the table, the real battle began.
Lin Hongyi sat directly across from Lin Xiaoyang, sweetly serving him food and soup. "Here, Xiaoyang, drink more. Good for building strength~"
But her foot kicked off the heel, flesh-colored garter stocking sliding up his knee, along his inner thigh, toes slipping into his pajama leg to clamp his cock base—squeezing lightly.
Lin Xiaoyang nearly spat his soup. He ducked his head, gulping to cover.
Her toes nimbly undid his drawstring. Her stocking sole enveloped his full length—warm with all-day sweat and faint leather, slick texture numbing his scalp.
Lin Mother fretted nearby. "Xiaoyang, why's your face red again? Still feverish?"
Clamped tight, Lin Xiaoyang gasped, forcing a grin. "N-no... It's fine... Soup's just hot..."
Lin Hongyi got nastier—twisting toes on his glans, sole grinding his balls, each pass buckling his hips. He couldn't make a sound.
Lin Father quizzed his studies. "Xiaoyang, Monday tomorrow. Back to school?"
Toes clamping near scream-point, Lin Xiaoyang nodded frantically. "Y-yeah... Definitely..."
Lin Hongyi suddenly bore down, toe flicking his slit. He nearly snapped his chopsticks.
Lin Mother praised. "Hongyi, you're so good with kids. This soup smells divine!"
Lin Hongyi smiled demurely, foot yanking his cock toward her sole. "Only natural~ Xiaoyang's loved my soups since he was little. Perks him right up~"
Lin Xiaoyang sweated bullets, shoveling rice, screaming inwardly: Help... Keep squeezing and I'm gonna lose it again...