Jack strains himself trying to maintain a straight face, yet the feet raping his dick do not stop. They're skilled footwork makes it easy to bring him to orgasm. It may be strange to think about how these latina feet are able to move now thay they're detached from their owner, but that thought can't even cross Jack's mind. All he can worry about is avoiding causing a scene.
However, his supervisor can't help taking notice; not of the movement in his pants, but his blushed face and constant sweating. Much to Jack's relief, he is given the okay to go home early, making him glad he had the nice supervisor this day. Driving back was a hassle, since the moving feet with their soft soles kept making him twitch from the pleasure. "Goddammit, why won't they stop?!" He worries, feeling them milk yet another warm load out of him.
"These fucking feet!" He shouts, trying in vain to pull them out of his pants, only to be met with their squirming toes squishing his tip and forcing him to the ground from the ecstasy. They settle down after a few minutes of fiercely fucking and getting him to orgasm again, letting Jack get back up.
Once he's inside, Jack decides to call up the latina again. Maybe if he apologized sincerely, she'd let him free. Dialing her number, it rings unanswered for a few minutes, as the feet slow down their pumping, though do not cease. "Greetings footboy." A melodious voice answers, as the feet start speeding up again. Sighing, Jack clears his throat in preparation. "Look, this has been quite a tough day for me, but I have come to a realization. It was totally out of line for me to speak to you that way earlier today. Regardless of how I felt, it was very immature for me to speak to you so rudely. Regardless of if you'll free me or not, I'm sorry and I see the error of my ways." He spoke solemnly and calmly, further emphasizing his sincerity.
But the feet sped up again; going faster, he felt them press tighter around his dick. Their soft, slick wrinkles and wiggly toes constantly pleasuring every inch of his violated rod, happily making him cum yet again. The latina on the other end chuckled, as her feet wriggle around a bit. "Wow, I didn't think you'd learn your lesson so quickly. Yet this is still only the first step of your punishment. Since my feet have been raping you all day, I had come up with a brilliant thought. Why not just keep my feet around your dick forever? There's no better punishment for you than robbing you of the chance of ever having a lover and having a family. You'll be forever cursed to waste your useless seed on the feet you're constantly raped by." She explained, making Jack sulk.
"After enough time, you'll be trained to only be able to get off by my feet anyway. You'll never be able to screw a woman and orgasm, since her pussy will never be able to feel as good as my sensuous feet. Say hello to your new life, loser!!" The latina hung up, as Jack looked at the contact again. Turns out she had named herself as Mistress; a fitting name for the situation. Left with no options at this moment, Jack sat on his couch pondering what to do, as his new latina feet masters kept fucking him.