The sun was shining on the outskirts of the woods, where a young lion, named Gav, was eagerly waiting. He was waiting for someone he had been talking to for a long time, someone who would allow him to fulfil his desires, and someone who would be his master.

The lion was wearing simply a pair of shorts along with a pair of shoes and socks. The awaited master had specifically requested that the footwear must be worn, which the lion thought as odd considering the massive paw fetish that they both shared.

A fair amount of time passed, with the lion sweltering in the heat, before he saw a vehicle approach where he was stood. As it got nearer, he could clearly see another lion driving - a very tough-looking, long-maned lion.

The car stopped, and without any hesitation, the lion inside said,

“So, you must be Gav?”

“Uh...y...Yeah!” Gav replied, with a mixture of nervousness and excitement in his voice.

“Good, take those off!” The other lion shouted, pointing at Gav’s footwear.

Gav looked at his new master confused “My shoes? Then why did you tell me to wear them if you don’t want them on?”

“Wow, just a few seconds in and you’re already talking back to your master? I’ll remember that, anyway, you’ll find out soon enough. Take your damn socks off and get in the car.”

Gav did so, still wondering why he didn’t just arrive with no footwear. He slid off his white shoes, followed by his socks, slowly revealing his large, clawed feet, coloured orange with cream-coloured soles. The master simply stared at them, smiling when the socks came off. Gav picked up his footwear when he was suddenly shouted at,
“Oh no! They aren’t coming with us! Leave them right here!”

About to speak up worried at the loss of his shoes, Gav decided not to anger his new master any further and strolled into the car barefooted. Although he had a paw fetish, Gav had never been barefoot outdoors before, and even the short walk to the car door gave him a rush of stimulation as he experienced the stony road surface on his soles.

As soon as he got in the car, the master sped off, following the long road that circled the area of woods.

“Now, pet, doesn’t it feel better to be without shoes or socks? Free to wiggle your toes as much as you want? Give them here...” The master said, pulling Gav’s ankles and placing his feet into his lap.

“Mmm, I have to say, for a lowly pet you have some nice feet...” He said, “I can tell I am going to have some serious fun with you. Well, little kitty, you have my permission to respond from now on. Do you want your shoes back?”

Gav was unsure how to respond, as he liked the sensation of his feet being bare but also found it slightly humiliating.

“Well, yeah, I mean they were pretty expensive and all...”

“Don’t worry, you will see them again soon enough, but first you have to prove that those feet can handle what I’m going to give them.”

As he said that, the lion stopped the car where there was an opening in the pathway leading into the woods.

“Through that path, you can walk straight through and get back to where we started, collecting your shoes when you reach there. Sounds easy, doesn’t it?”

“Uh...Yeah, I suppose, what’s in it for you though?”

The master softly giggled to himself, “That path isn’t just a nice, smooth concrete path; it’s going to be one hell of an experience for a pair of bare, untrained feet...” He said, gently rubbing his palm across the length of Gav’s soft soles, “This will show me how you react to pain and discomfort on your feet, and how much fun it is to watch you squirm...”

The larger lion got out of the car and walked around to lead Gav out.

“Come on, boy, no time like the present. Look, the first part is nice and smooth for you.”

Gav’s bare feet soon made contact with the hot ground below, where he stopped and wiggled his toes to savour the new feeling for a while, although this was soon cut short when he felt a contraption being placed around his neck.

“This will make sure that you go where I want you to go, pet. Don’t want you taking the easy route, do we?” Indeed, Gav looked to see a leash around his neck, with his master leading him off.

“Come on, boy, let’s go” He said, pulling on the leash, leading Gav onto the first part of the woodland path. This part was smooth and fairly soft on the lion’s soles, although it was here where the situation clicked in his mind. Every step sent oddly blissful sensations through his body, and he began to blush, overcome with both the thrill of being barefoot and the humiliation of being forced to be. This didn’t go unnoticed by his master, who had a devious grin on his face, admiring the way in which his pet’s feet moved against the ground.

“Aww, does the pet like his bare feet? I’ve come for a few walks down here myself; I know how good this path here feels. But I think those feet need to experience harsher ground. Come this way”

The master pulled suddenly on Gav’s leash, pulling him away from the main path, before stopping him at the side where there was another opening. This path was clearly some kind of shortcut, but it was comprised of soil and dirt instead of the smoother main path he was currently stood on.

“I’ll be nice to you, savour that feeling on your soles for a few more seconds, and then step onto the second part of your path at your own pace.”

Gav was so concentrated on staring at his own feet and the path in front of it, that he hadn’t noticed before now that his master was recording every second of his walk on a small video camera. Not wanting to question him, he stared back down at his feet and slowly stepped onto the dirt path beneath him. The sensation was much harsher than the previous path, being more uneven and digging into his feet more. He could also feel immediately how much dirtier the path was. The lion took a few more steps, getting used to the feeling of this path before his leash was tugged on hard.

“Hey!”, the master shouted, “I just let you go at your own pace instead of dragging you and you don’t even say thank you?!”

“Uh...oh...sorry. Thank you, sir” Gav said, timidly.

“That’s not good enough, pet; I shouldn’t have to tell you when to thank me. Lift your left foot up.”

“Uh-w-why?” Gav replied, immediately regretting it as he saw the larger lion pick up a thick-looking stick from the ground. He did as he was told, revealing his sole.

“Talking back! Seriously, I’m going to have to teach you a few manners, boy!” With that, he smacked Gav’s foot three times hard with the stick.

“ARGH!” Gav shouted, not expecting the sudden pain on his foot.

“Every time you piss me off, you are getting three smacks with this! Now, come on, stop wasting time!” Gav was suddenly pulled along by his leash, having to quickly walk along the dirt path, his left foot stinging with every step.

The master was still filming everything, staring at the meaty lion feet trying to navigate the uneven path. The movement of Gav’s feet, particularly when he would occasionally spread his toes out on the ground, was seriously stimulating to the superior lion, as was the odd glimpse of his gradually dirtied soles.

It wasn’t long before Gav’s feet were beginning to become painful, and he became extremely anxious when he saw a very rocky, stony path ahead.

“Hehehe”, the master deviously giggled to himself, “Here’s where it really starts”

Gav closed his eyes, not wanting to see how close he was to the sharp stones, but when he felt something digging into his foot, he couldn’t help but yelp sharply. He opened his eyes, expecting to be on the stony path, but he had actually just stood on a stick.

“Bloody hell, if you are shouting about a tiny stick on your foot, you are going to be in agony across this path here. I’m not giving you any easy way out, pet, come on!” As he said this, he pulled on Gav’s leash, forcing his poor bare feet onto the row of sharp stones.

“Argh! It’s too much!” Gav shouted, the first time he had actually talked out of choice.

“Good, I want those feet to experience pain!” The master pulled harder on the leash, forcing Gav’s paws faster across the unforgiving path.

Every step felt as if his feet were being pricked with needles, and Gav was worried that the rocks were actually piercing his skin. He continued to moan as the rocks tortured him, but this simply made his master happier, with his fairly evil grin growing by the minute.

When the rocky path came to an end, Gav’s feet were in complete agony, and even a dirt path similar to the one he had suffered on earlier was heavenly on his tormented soles.

“You have been a good boy, pet. I remember the first time I tried walking on that, I jumped off straight away, but you suffered for me and didn’t even talk disobediently that time. There is one more path that you have to cross.” The master walked closer to Gav and began softly stroking his head.

“Thank you, master. Please, tell me this path is not as horrible?”

“It is not as painful, pet, but it will definitely be a strong sensation. Look, there it is!” He said, whilst pointing at a small opening in front of him. Gav looked in the distance, and he could see that the opening led to where he began, and his shoes were waiting for him. A brief moment of relief was cut short when he looked down and saw a large, wet patch of mud on the ground.

“I’m going to get your feet nice and muddy.” The master replied, “This is going to be a bit different, pet, you are going to listen to me and do as I say, and most importantly, you are going to do it slowly. Now, lift your foot up and push it into the first bit of mud there.”

Gav did so, nervously but partially relieved that the pain from earlier had stopped. He lifted his left foot and placed it onto the surface of the mud, feeling the wet sensation on his sole, before slowly putting pressure on it and squishing the mud around his sole and between his toes. The relaxing sensation made him emit a very brief pleasured sigh.

“Good, now the other one...” The master said slightly more fiercely, as Gav could clearly see that he was becoming physically aroused whilst recording every movement. Gav became happier knowing that he was turning his master on, so made sure to sink his right foot into the mud even slower.

The master softly moaned to himself, becoming increasingly aroused “Mmm, now wiggle them”

Gav did exactly that, and wiggled his clawed toes in the mud emitting a loud squelching noise and forcing even more of the slime through the gaps between his toes.
The master’s voice was now much more sexually charged than it had been before, which actually amused Gav a fair bit, as it was a massive difference from the sterner master he had heard earlier.

“Ohh...yeah, now start walking and make sure you spread those messy toes around.”

Gav’s big feet splashed and squished around in the slimy mud, until his formerly cream soles were completely coated in the muck. As he looked at his master’s increasingly apparent arousal, he could feel himself becoming more aroused, particularly at the sensation of the mud rising between his toes. It was nothing compared to the other lion though, who had begun to rub his groin with one hand whilst still focusing on recording the muddy feet with the other.

As Gav walked closer to the end of the mud patch, the other lion began shouting out more commands:

“Show me those dirty soles!”

“Squish your toes into that patch there, it looks really thick!”

“Curl your toes and scrape that mud!”

Each action further increasing how aroused both of them were.

However, soon the mud patch ended, and Gav found himself standing on the road he was on earlier, with his footwear still on the other side of the road. Oddly, he actually felt disappointed that his walk was over, but his feet were still coated in the sticky mud so he at least had some evidence of his first trip with his new master.

Gav walked over and picked his shoes and socks up, before turning to speak to the other lion.

“So, master, what will w-mmmmrrrrppph? MMMRRPPPHHH!”

Before he could even turn around, the other lion had grabbed Gav and placed a cloth around his face.

“Ssshhh, little kitty, the fun isn’t over yet...”

Gav woke up, dizzy and with a banging headache, in a dimly lit room. That was the least of his worries though, as he found himself tied up, with his hands tied above his head, his torso strapped to a chair and his ankles placed and tied onto a footstool. At the stool, he saw his feet, still bare but now clean, being softly fondled by his lion master.

“Hehehe...now you’ve woken up, I can have my real fun...”