Stompy Slippers and The Cleansing of Anon

Random prompt for thread >>24293007 - https://archive.moe/mlp/thread/24293007

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"We're back!" Stompy proclaims as she enters her house
>Barely making it over the door's threshold you collapse
>Note to self: a 'walk' for a horse is a damn marathon for a human
>Stompy giggles as you lay in a heap
"Oh Anon, did the heat get to you? I suppose it IS warm outside..."
>You're sure you have sunstroke or some shit, blisters the size of Asia growing on your feet
"Oh... you're all gross and sticky." Stompy says thoughtfully, observing you
>You roll onto your back, the rise and fall of your chest gradually slowing
>"I swear... I can feel my heartbeat... in my feet..." you pant
>You watch as a pair of slippers walk closer
>Suddenly you're nose-to-nose with Stompy
"I'll need to get you out of those stinky clothes quick!"
>Before you can protest she's already tugging off your shirt with her teeth
>Sweat has stuck the fabric to your body, and having it tugged off is pretty painful
>"Stompy-" you start but are interrupted by a tearing noise
"Oops!"
>"Look, I can undress myself..."
>You peel off the remains of shirt and wriggle out of your pants
>Now you're only in socks and boxers.
"Ugh, what's that smell?" Stompy asks, her noise wrinkling
>Throughout life you'd always had a bad case of sweaty feet
>Your socks were drenched, soiled by sweat and dirt
>"Leave it" you mutter, about to remove your socks
"I can't leave it! You're my pet and thus it's my responsibility to bathe you and remove all smells!" she smiles brightly, moving towards the source of the odor
>"N-no, really" you start, biting your bottom lip
>Stompy ignores your protests, and picks up your right foot in her hooves
"Your hooves look a bit swollen, Anon. I'm gonna remove your socks"
>You try yanking your leg away, but she's got a surprisingly strong grasp
>One of her hooves press into the base of your heel, and there's a sudden release of tension
>Oh god
>She starts tenderly massaging your battered foot, stopping to occasionally lick her hoof
"O-oh my, Anon. I'll need to clean your feet first."

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>Having your feet touched is literally the last thing you want right now
>"No, seriously Stompy, stop tha- ahh~"
>She giggles again, her hoof expertly digging in to the balls of your feet
>You feel the flesh between each bone shift generating a wonderful sensation
>The feeling is almost ticklish, yet hugely satisfying
>You wanted more
>As Stompy continued, you self began to drift away
>Nothing more than a lump of dough for your owner to knead any way she willed
"Are you enjoying it?!" she asks seeks assurance, apparently thrilled she was making you squirm on the floor
>"Mm-hmm..." you moan tentatively.
>What the fuck was happening to you? Were your feet some sort of erogenous zone you'd never explored?
"I'm glad! Now, that smell..."
>The massaging stops; your foot basking in tingles
>"W-what are you doing now?" you ask, full of suspicion
"Grabbing your left hoof, silly!"
>Your left foot is hoisted up, and the whole spine-tingling sensation starts anew
"I've never seen you so submissive before, Anon. You're such a cute pet."
>Blood flushes to your face in embarrassment, yet you can't stop yourself from continuing to enjoy this pampering
>You let out a little groan as Stompy digs her hoof right into your lumbrical muscles
>Sheer bliss
"Okay, that's you relaxed! Maybe now you won't be so opposed to cleaning."
>"Wait, wha-" you begin, but are silenced as something warm and wet touches the flat of your foot
>"Did you just lick me?!" you yell in alarm
>There's no answer, the licking continuing up towards the balls of your foot
>A unprecedented pleasure spreads up your leg with each lick
>You give up complaining
"Hmm, salty!" Stompy comments as she withdraws
>She licks her lips
"Your hooves are so soft, Anon. I'm jealous!"
>She returns to sticking her face into your left foot, licking your heel, between each and every toe
>You tried to stop liking this, but with each fresh lick your heart jolted
>The slimy, satisfying warmth of her tongue gave you goosebumps

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>As your left foot is pampered, you're shocked to find yourself drooling
>You were like a dog getting its back scratched
"Mmm, that's better" Stompy decides with a nod, "Not stinky!"
>Still damp from saliva your left foot is placed down softly
>There's a pause
>Ashamed, you slightly twitch your right foot to give Stompy a hint that it was time for that to be cleaned now
>You look up at her and see a knowing look on her face
>She knew you liked this
>She knew you were enjoying being submissive
>And she liked it
>In fact, she too was having some issues with drooling herself as she quivered with excitement
"Okay Anon, Let's clean..."
>Hooves wrap around your right leg as it's hoisted up
>She places a few loving kisses on your heel before starting the licking process again
>It's too much for you, your mind getting blown by pleasure
>It was completely unknown to you that there could be such satisfaction from non-sexual contact
"Musky." Stompy comments as she starts sucking on your big toe
>You stare up at her, locking eyes as she starts to wrap her tongue around your middle toe
>There was something so odd about this position
>It made her seem... powerful.
>Like you really were the pet
>And for some reason...
"*Slurp* Mmm, does something else need cleaning?" Stompy slurps politely, nodding in the direction of your expanding underwear
>"N-no, just my feet..." you stutter
>Why can't you bring yourself to be assertive right now?
>With a few finalizing flicks of passion, Stompy stops licking your right foot and places it down
"I need to clean you all, Anon. You're my pet."
>"Only cats lick though, I'm not a cat."
>She moves in close to your chest
"No, but you're my pet. I make the rules."
>And with that, she gently bites down on the rim of your boxers, pulling them down to reveal your rock-hard member
"My my, I didn't know you liked having your hooves touched THAT much."
>Blood throbs in both your face and penis, but you remain silent
"Well no time to waste, let's get cleaning!"

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>"But your mouth is dirty!" you protest, trying to crawl away
"It's just your dirt, silly. It won't hurt you."
>"But-" you try and protest, but a squishy hoof finds your mouth and presses it closed
>You'd never seen Stompy's hooves outside of her slippers
>They looked so... delicate, like a newborn kitten's toes
>You inhale the hoof's aroma, getting a noseful of that horse scent you were now accustom to.
>With your free hands you grab the hoof, and slowly start rubbing your finger over Stompy's frog
>She shivers, her tail flicking with a sudden flair
>"How'd you like that?" you ask, wondering if she would succumb like you had
"Not as much as you'll like this"
>In one fell swoop, Stompy places her lips around your dick and slowly pushes her way down
>You gasp, giving an involuntary shudder
>The sensation of your dick meeting the soft, warm and squishy environment of her throat was unparalleled
>Her tongue explores excitedly, licking the tip, shaft and underside with care
>Caught in the moment, you start to lick the hoof placed over your mouth
>You could feel Stompy's shudders through your member
>She starts to move faster, each side of your girth getting stimulated rhythmically
>Trying to match, you start licking and pressing in her sensitive hoof as she pleasures you
>You needed to express your passion and appreciation somehow, dammit
>Already you could feel the ticklish contractions of a pending orgasm
>Stompy didn't show any signs of slowing down, and unable to focus longer you stop licking her hoof
>Like a floodgate being opened, you blast your load deep into her throat
>The pleasuring contractions of orgasm subdue you as you let it all go
>It takes at least 4 contractions to squeeze every bead of cum out into Stompy's mouth
>With care, she licks up the last few drops and places your member back down
"All clean." she smiles "Did you enjoy?"
>You don't answer, instead sitting up to grab her hoof
>You start massaging it
>"Hmm, how about you tell me?"

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>A few days pass
>You and Stompy return from the latest 'walk'
"I have to say Anon, you seem more enthusiastic these days for our walks."
>You smile sheepishly
>"Maybe."
>You both put on matching pairs of slippers, shuffle over and sit on the couch
>"Maybe I just enjoy being the pet."
>And with that, you curl up beside her and rub your face on her slippers affectionately.

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