House Arrest! 👣😈
Prequel Part 2: YOUR Orientation!

I was informed by Derrick during my orientation, that you had actually developed what looked to be quite the love and admiration for me in the previous few years leading up to your conviction and eventual incarceration!

I'm sure you remember the vetting process they put you through to discover and determine your foot fetish!! That must have been so diabolically evil and hot??! 😮

I know you need no further reminder of that... "Experience." I'm sure it'll horny-haunt you for like, FOREVER lol! But I've definitely been taken with a mega fascination by the woman who conducted that vetting process on you! With the "Methods" she used against you!? So fun and so awesome!

I've actually started fan-girling a bit and following her career as much as I can since! I dunno... I think this position, working for the provincial justice system in this fashion and getting to utterly wreck guys like you relentlessly with my feet is gonna be super hot and fun, but I'm still a bit jealous of her job now that I know about it!

But yea, I've since connected with her and have been able to talk with her a bit about it! Maybe one day it'll be me in that room, vetting poor helpless foot boys like you!? My soft, sweaty, fuckable wrinkled soles kicked up on the table in front of them as we deep dive into their past browsing history while consistently asking hot, horny, teasing questions about feet!? 🤭

I'll share some updates on her if we become friends! We're actually going for wine on Tuesday and she's gonna tell me about an active case they have her on! Isn't that so amazing? That her cute, sexy feet might actually be able to aid in the solving of a real-life crime?!

Sorry, that was a major detour lol! 😂

Back to us!

I was pretty confident I would utterly fucking face-wreck any foot guy they sent me, but it did add a huge layer of comfort and confidence knowing that my very first "assignment" was already quite familiar and "hard for" my feet N' soles! You were so screwed! 😌

All that was left to do before you were delivered into my "care" was your orientation! The rules, regulations, process and proceedings of your new incarceration and rehabilitation!

Derrick personally did this with you as you skimmed through a brief digital file of me, getting hard and drooling over the images that washed over you...

The rules were simple, and if you kept your head down and obeyed them, you'd be a free man in no time! Problem wasn't how complicated the rules were tho was it? The problem was, would your body be able to conform to them while at the constant, 24/7 onslaught of my feet?! 😏

Rule #1: There's only one strike.

This is an experimental program that's being tested for its success. It's very existence walking on egg shells, so that means all of its "participants" were too. You fuck up once, it's over. Done. Back to prison. Bye-bye, no more dick stiffening feet for you! 🙅🏼‍♀️

Beyond that, you were also informed that any failure in the program meant you would NEVER be eligible for it again. Ever.

The way I understood it, it was simple: Don't fuck up 😘

Rule #2: The rule of senses. (And I'm sure Derrick explained it to you the exact same way he explained it to me.)

You would not be allowed to touch my feet ever. Not ONCE. Not remotely. NOTHING during your stay.

This was basically the mother load of the whole process... You broke this rule and rule #1 would instantly be applied. No conversations, no disciplinary action. The local police would be contacted immediately (Not even by me and that was the daunting part!) and you would be hauled away without as much as a goodbye!

The only exception was the sense of smell. With my permission and direction, you were allowed to smell my heavily soles as you stared at them, but once again, only when I explicitly gave the direction/order

Don't worry hun, I'm gonna let you smell them a lot! I've been told countless times that they smell so good it's "confusing", so not treating your nose would be a total waste of my own heavily gift! 😘😇

And the final rule, rule #3: I'm in charge. 😈

You were to follow my every instruction and obey my every wish. You were being welcomed into my home, and as such would be expected to treat your host as a goddess, mistress and queen! And I liked the sound of all of that...

Finally, there was the simple process/procedure of how they assured my safety and your compliance in the program: Cameras. LOTS of em'.

Live feed cameras. No blind spots, always recording live on cloud and so remote they were undetectable. For my own safety and security, not even I knew where they were! Basically, our every second was being captured so you had no wiggle room to bend the rules!

You signed your foot loving freedom away, knowing you were about to come to me and endure a legitimately evil, seemingly endless, soul lifting, yet undeniably crushing foot tease experience... But you could never have prepared your eyes, heart, soul or cock for what was about to cum.

To Be Continued...
xoxo
-Your new Owner 💋