The cozy and dimly-lit living room of Saj's home was filled with the soft sounds of laughter and conversation. Saj, the matriarch of the family, was lounging on the couch with her nieces, Lila and Zara, her feet propped up on the coffee table. Majo, Saj's daughter-in-law, was seated cross-legged on the floor, her long legs stretching out in front of her.
Saj's son, Kavi, entered the room, and the women exchanged knowing glances. Saj gave Kavi a sly smile and beckoned him over. "Kavi, dear, come here for a moment," she said, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness.
Kavi hesitantly approached his mother, sensing that something was amiss. Saj gestured to her feet, her toes wiggling enticingly. "Smell my feet, Kavi. Go on, take a whiff," she commanded.
Kavi's nose wrinkled in disgust, but he obeyed, leaning in to take a cautious sniff. The women burst into laughter at his reaction.
"Oh, Kavi, you're such a good boy," Saj cooed, patting his head. "Now, why don't you handgag yourself with my foot?" she suggested, raising an eyebrow.
Kavi's eyes widened in shock, but the women were insistent. Majo grabbed one of her feet and wagged it in Kavi's face. "Come on, Kavi. Don't be a baby. It's just a little foot bondage," she said, her voice laced with amusement.
With a resigned sigh, Kavi took Majo's foot in his hands and wrapped his fingers around her ankle. The women cheered and clapped, encouraging him to tighten his grip.
Lila and Zara joined in on the fun, offering their feet for Kavi to handgag as well. Kavi was soon surrounded by a sea of female feet, each one demanding his attention.
"Now, Kavi, it's time for the real fun," Saj announced, a mischievous glint in her eye. She picked up a plate of food and held it above her foot. "Eat from my foot, Kavi. Show your devotion to your family," she ordered.
Kavi's face flames with embarrassment, but he knew better than to disobey his mother. He leaned forward and took a bite of food from Saj's foot, careful not to let his teeth touch her skin.
The women erupted into laughter once again, delighted by Kavi's submissiveness. "Look at him, he's such a good boy," Majo said, patting Kavi on the head.
Saj, Majo, Lila, and Zara continued to feed Kavi from their feet, teasing and taunting him playfully. Kavi became more and more embarrassed with each passing moment, but he didn't dare to object.
As the night wore on, the women became more and more daring in their foot domination. They ordered Kavi to lick their toes, massage their soles, and even suck on their toes.
Kavi was mortified, but also strangely aroused by the situation. He couldn't help but feel a thrill at the thought of being dominated by his mother and aunts.
Saj leaned back on the couch, her foot still in Kavi's hand. "You know, Kavi, I used to bind your feet when you were a child," she said, a nostalgic look in her eye.
Kavi shuddered at the memory. "Yes, I remember," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Majo chimed in, "It was a tradition in our family. It was said to make the feet more delicate and feminine."
Lila and Zara nodded in agreement. "It's a shame the tradition has died out," Zara said.
Saj looked at Kavi, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Maybe we should bring it back," she suggested.
Kavi's heart raced at the thought. "Mother, please," he protested.
But Saj, Majo, Lila, and Zara were already plotting their next move. The footbinding festivities were far from over.
The chapter ended with Kavi on his hands and knees, his face buried in Saj's foot as she laughed and teased him. The women had won this round of foot domination, but Kavi knew that it was only the beginning.
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