Sexual Frustration

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I had gone out to the bar to have a nice refreshing end to a hot summer day. I was sitting by myself enjoying my drink when a beautiful lady sat down next to me and ordered a drink. I wanted to say something, but she was way too far out of my league. But then she turned and started talking to me. I couldn't believe it, but I did my best to keep cool. We talked for a little while and she was really flirtatious. She kept touching my arm and laughing at my jokes that I knew really weren't that funny. But I was taken away by it. I couldn't believe such a beautiful woman had taken an interest in me. "It's pretty loud in here," she said, "why don't we head back to my place and have a few drinks there where it's quieter." My heart began to race a mile a minute. The night was still quite young and she was already inviting me over. I did my best to hide my excitement as we gathered our things and headed out. As we drove back to her house she kept her hand on my thigh, squeezing and rubbing it ever so gently. By the time we got to her house I could barely contain myself. I was so turned on by this woman and she just kept giving me more and more reasons. She sat down on the couch and her smile faded and became more a look of concentration. I was about to say something but realized I couldn't speak. In fact, I was completely incapable of moving at all! I felt myself start to dwindle down as my body got smaller and smaller and could only watch as she became a giant titaness there before me. I looked up in awe. I was a little frightened, but more turned on than anything. This was something I had only ever dreamt about and never in a million years could've thought that it would ever come to be. She leaned down and looked at me. "I bet you're wondering what's going on," she said to me. "Let me explain. I'm a witch who feeds off males sexual desires. At the bar I looked into the hearts, minds, and souls of every man in there, and yours by far was the most interesting. I know you love feet. In fact, you're obsessed with them. Since we've started talking you've been doing your best not to look at mine, embarrassed that I may notice. But now you get to fully enjoy my feet, from a size you've always wished you could be! This is going to be so much fun! I'm going to fulfill your wildest dreams, and in return, your going to fill all my magical power needs. I see you cant take your eyes off of my giant foot. How about you go lick it? I know you want to." She was right. I had always dreamt of worshipping a pair of feet that were much larger than myself. I had looked up so much giantess porn, but never thought I'd be able to actually experience any of it first hand. I was so hard and turned on as I rubbed and licked her foot. It had been a hot day and her feet were covered it hot sticky sweat. It smelled absolutely horrible, yet I found it to be completely intoxicating. I couldn't get enough. I licked feverishly and rubbed her feet, one hand eventually making its way down into my pants. I rubbed her foot with one hand and my cock with the other, never stopping my licking. I could feet the urge to come was stronger than ever, yet couldn't seem to climax. It was so overwhelming and frustrating. It became all I wanted. I needed to release the pressure that had built up inside me.  In one quick shift of her foot, I went from being behind it and licking her sole, to trapped under the ball of her foot from the waste down. I tried to push free as she slowly ground my lower half into the floor. It was a feeling of pure ecstasy and Hell all mixed in one. The way she was grinding my cock made me want to explode in the worst way, but for some reason it still wasn't happening. I was frustrated with the overwhelming urge to come and the inability to do so. After several minutes of toying with me under her foot she finally released me. I grabbed my cock and started jerking, trying my hardest to finish the job, but she quickly put a stop to that when she plucked me off  the floor. She grabbed a ring off a table that was sitting next to the couch, then held me to her sole while she slipped it on over her toe and my head all at the same time. Once the ring was on she released me, leaving me to hang from her toe by my neck. She laid back and set her feet up on the armrest. She wiggled her toes and laughed as I dangled there. As much as I hate to admit it, her cruelty only led to turn me on further. I felt so weak and powerless against her and dominated in a way I never thought possible. I was just a toy to her, something I'd always wanted to become for a woman. I wanted to reach down to play with myself, but the ring around my neck kept my hands occupied as I tried my hardest no not get completely strangled. "I know you want to touch yourself," she said. "It won't do you any good though. I'm sure you've noticed that as ready as you are to cum, it just doesn't seem to be happening. Well, that's because I won't let it. I've put a chastity spell on you, so no matter how turned on you are and no matter how hard you try, you'll never cum. Your sexual desires feed my magic, but your sexual frustrations fuel them to much stronger heights. I have looked into your sick and twisted perverted soul and have found a way to use your desires to make myself one of the strongest witches of all time!" She shifted herself and removed the toe ring, finally freeing me. She set me on the floor and I grew back to full size. "So here's the deal," she told me. "While I can do many things to you with my magic, in order to transform you into something, I need to have your permission first. So if you want, you can leave, or, I can make your wildest fantasy a reality by turning you into my foot!" I was confused by what she meant. Every ounce of logic in me was screaming to leave, to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible and never look back. My curiosity and lust however, kept me in place. "What do you mean?" I asked. "If you submit yourself to me and kiss my foot, I'll be able to turn you into it and you'll get to have a full foot experience like you never imagined possible. You will feel every movement, taste every drop of sweat that leaks out, forever smell the stench of my feet as it surrounds you. It will be pure ecstasy. Everything you've ever dreamed of. You've always wanted to know how it smells to be trapped in a shoe on a hot summer day, I can let you experience that. You want to be trampled and drenched in foot sweat, I can give you that as well and so much more. All you have to do is submit and kiss my sole." She rolled onto her stomach and raised her sole into the air, waving it at me. "What do you say? I change you back as soon as you've had enough, I promise." Although I still felt a strong urge to run, her foot looked so enticing. She was right, being a foot would let me experience everything I've ever wanted all at once, and I felt as though I'd be a fool to turn down the opportunity. So I gave into her siren song, leaned in, and kissed her foot. I pulled back and nothing happened. Then seconds later I began to feel as though my whole body was falling apart. I looked down in horror as my body evaporated into smoke that then began to get sucked into her foot. I watched as everything below me was drawn into her foot. As my head was finally drawn into her foot I screamed out in horror, but no sound escaped my lips. A few seconds later my eyes readjusted and I found myself looking at her backside from the sole of her foot. She wiggled her toes and it felt incredible. Every twitch, scent, and taste sent ripples of pleasure throughout my whole existence. She just laid there for a few minutes as I adapted to my new situation, giggling to herself all the while. Finally she got up and placed her feet on the floor. The pressure I felt as she stood up felt like it was going to force an orgasm, but I realized, I had nothing for which to orgasm with. So the sexual pressure never left, but instead built up more and more with every step she took. "Please!" I begged. "This is too overwhelming! I'm ready to change back now!" "Oh my naive little boy," she said. "I have no intentions of turning you back!" "But you promised!" "Yea, just words." She laughed hysterically. "You fully submitted and gave yourself to me, that means I get to keep you for as long as I see fit! I can feel your sexual tension and frustration build with every movement of my foot and its filling me with a sense of power I've never experienced before. Get used to it, your life's entire purpose now is to fuel my magic as you beg and plea for a sexual release that you'll never find. And feel free to scream for help and beg for mercy as much as you want, it just adds to the strength of what you're already giving me, and no one else can hear you but me! Enjoy your new life as a foot! And don't worry, with you fueling my magic, I'll never die, so you'll get to enjoy this new position of yours for all eternity with me! Welcome to Heaven!" I screamed out in agony that was caused by overwhelming pleasure. This was too much! I just needed to release, but it was impossible. She began to put her shoes back on. As I slid across the insole of her shoe, the rubbing sensation was like the most amazing blow job of my life and I just wanted to explode, but her foot came to a rest and nothing changed other than the intensity of my urges. "The night's still young," she said. "Time to go dancing! That'll be amazing for both of us!" The rest of the night I spent getting a very strong taste of what the rest of my eternal life would look like. A never-ending increasing urge to bust, and the constant frustration of never being able to obtain it. With every step, and drop of sweat, and everything in between, my frustrations only grew stronger and stronger, never to lessen as this cruel witch held my chastity for the rest of forever...