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	She sat back on the soft leather sofa. She had had a hard day at work, harder than she had expected. Evelyn worked for one of the countries leading banks, her normal working day would be spent behind a desk. However today there had been a crisis and she had found herself rushing between departments pushing them to get the information needed to put together an analysis report for the meeting scheduled for the end of the day. The day had ended much better than she could have hoped and because of her hard work the crisis had been calmed and things were looking much better than at the start of the day. She lay back on the sofa stretching her tired legs out. She had dressed in one of her favourite business suits. Dark grey with a thin pinstripe, it was a longer line jacket over a knee length skirt. She liked to wear it with knee length boots and that day had been no exception. The problem was it was the first time she had worn these boots and she had spent far more of her day on her feet than she would normally have. The boots had been an impulse buy. They had a three inch slim heel and were slightly pointed at the toe. There was a thin leather strap going over the top of the foot with a small silver buckle at the ankle. They zipped up to the knee, fitting snugly and showing off Evelyn’s long shapely legs. Marcus came in through the front door with a loud happy. “Hi Mistress Honey I’m Home” Evelyn would normally have given a light hearted response to her submissive’s jokey greeting but after the day she had had she just wanted to yell at him. As Marcus entered the living room he could see the exhaustion on his Mistresses face and felt the atmosphere in the room “A bad day?” he said softly as he took his jacket, tie and shoes off placing them tidily on the chair ready to be put away. Evelyn just nodded, closing her eyes as she felt the headache that had been coming on all day taking hold. Marcus knelt at her feet and gently asked. “Mistress may I have permission to remove your boots” Mistress Evelyn gave out a sigh and a nod gave Marcus the permission he sought. Marcus took her right foot placing it in his lap. He slowly unzipped the boot, allowing the air to touch her tired leg. He took hold of the heel firmly and with a small tug freed his Mistresses tired foot. Evelyn had worn slim black socks under her boots for comfort and because they were new she feared they may rub her. Marcus placed her right foot on the floor and took her left foot and removed the boot with all the care he had taken over the first foot. “Your socks Mistress?” Marcus started to speak but Evelyn cut him short “Oh for God’s sake boy just look after my poor feet they are killing me” Evelyn sank back onto the sofa. The worries and pressures of the day clung to her, making her irritable. Marcus took her right foot and lifting it gently he bent his head down touching her toe with his nose, he breathed in, taking in her wonderful foot aroma. He slowly rolled the sock back enjoying holding his Mistresses warm foot in his hand, breathing in hard to catch a brief whiff of her feet mixed with warm leather from the boots. As her foot came into sight all of Marcus indulgences stopped. He could see how red and sore his Mistresses feet were, no wonder she was not looking happy. He placed her first foot down and gently removed the sock on the other foot. Marcus took both feet in his hands and gently held them just for a few moments while he thought of the best approach. As he had taken off his Mistresses boots he had every intention of sucking her toes, licking the soles of her feet and indulging himself with a wonderful session of worshiping his Mistresses wonderful feet. Now however he just wanted to serve her, to care for her and to make her as comfortable as possible. He noticed the heel of both her feet had small blisters. They felt warm in his hand as he bent forward and gently gave each of the big toes a small kiss so light it was almost undetectable to Mistress Evelyn who lay back on the sofa, her work jacket still on and her eyes closed. He gently lifted a cushion off the sofa and placed her feet on it and then rose and fetched the kitchen bowl, He took it to the bathroom and returned a few minutes later. The air filled with the smell of lavender as Marcus placed the bowl on a towel next to his Mistresses feet. He knelt once more removing the cushion from under her feet and placed them into the warm fragrant water. He stood and went to the kitchen and poured a glass of red wine and came back into the living room. ”Mistress a glass of wine and please may I take you jacket” Evelyn opened her eyes the warm water on her tired feet had taken the edge off her irritability. She sat up a little and slipped her jacket off and took the glass of wine and drank deeply. ”Oh that is so good, thank you my boy” Marcus smiled and said “it is you favourite wine” ”No silly, the bowl of water, just what I needed” They both smiled and Evelyn tapped the sofa next to her to indicate Marcus to sit next to her. Marcus prompted his Mistress. ”A bad day?” Evelyn told Marcus of her day as the wine and the lavender oil in her foot bath relaxed her. Marcus let her talk knowing it was what she needed. As she stopped talking Marcus slipped to his knees once more and taking her beautiful feet out of the water, dried them with a soft fluffy towel taking care of the small blisters on her heels. He then took out some smoothing foot gel with mint, arnica and hazel and gently massaged each foot in turn. Working the cooling gel up her legs bringing the circulation back into her tired legs. Marcus enjoyed rubbing and would be happy to rub them all night if she allowed but today Marcus knew that this was not what was needed. After he felt he had rubbed enough gel into her aching legs and feet he then looked at the blisters. They were not too bad so he would leave them alone for now. He took a dry towel and wrapped her legs and feet into it. “Another glass of wine Mistress while I make us something to eat? How about a stir fry?” Marcus asked as he got to his feet. Evelyn just held out her empty glass and smiled. She was more than happy for Marcus to take charge of everything that night. She lifted her feet up onto the sofa the towel falling off them dropping to the floor. She stretched out, the tension of the day easing off, her legs and feet feeling so much better. Marcus did not wait for an answer but before returning to the kitchen he had one last thing to do. He went to the bedroom and picked up the soft warm fur throw off the bed and placed it over his Mistress.

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