Sorority Brats: Forced Footslave (A Femdom Story)

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Fiction Writing | Blog Writing | Creative Writing | Essay Writing | Letter Writing | Poetry Writing | Technical Writing | Story Writing I lowered my head and she dried her foot in my hair. She then re-crossed her legs and presented the other filthy foot to my waiting tongue.

Nevertheless, Theodora did her best to bow deeply before the orc, despite the eye-watering fumes that one was giving off. They watched for along time. I think they knew that my training was complete. I really was their slave now. They’d never have to threaten me with exposure to get me to do what they wanted; I was now eager to do what they wanted, no matter what it was. I knew it too and I kissed their feet in true adoration. I belonged to them and I would do anything they said; I was their slave.Weiss said, “And at night, you’ll be sleeping on the same bed with one of us, and you’ll be sleeping at our feet. We’ll alternate who you share the bed with every night.”

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What a lie. I did like Ms. Kohlman’s feet, yes. But I never begged anything! Not voluntarily anyway. But I knew better than to complain. With trembling voice I uttered those words that had become my litany, “I am your slave Mistress Patty and Mistress Janice.” I bowed down before Patty and kissed each of her bare feet. I then moved my face to the floor before Janice and kissed each of her bare feet. I stayed on the floor before them hoping that they would let me go to sleep now. You like the smell of my feet, human?" The chieftain laughed roughly and her warriors joined in. "I hope that you do. After all, you will serve them for me." I will really, really change them more often Tom, I promise.” Nelly however didn’t want to wait any longer.

I knew if I didn’t have 110% enthusiasm I might be further punished, so I groveled at her feet and kissed her toes devotedly. I actually had come to hate kissing her feet, because when I did it she usually wanted to assert how superior she was and how inferior I was. She would degrade and humiliate me, making fun of me and ridiculing me for how pitiful I must be to worship my teacher’s feet for good grades.Theodora did her best to calm her fears and walked up to the orc who towered over her like a giant. A strong scent of sweat surrounded the orc, and up close it became so intensive that Theodora had to suppress a gag. Ruby pulled her hood over her head to hide her embarrassment. Weiss leaned forward and pulled the hood off of the embarrassed girl’s head. The heiress asked softly with a kind smile, “Ruby, would you like to do all that stuff with my feet?” Roberta just smiled and looked me up and down. “I’ll call you Larry and let you know what day you will serve me and what you should wear” and she laughed.

Always treat me like a beautiful perfect goddess. You should be extremely grateful that I chose YOU to be my foot slave. I immediately bowed before her and pressed my lips to each of her penny loafers. I guess they knew that I’d do what they said. As I knelt up again I could see the smiles of delight on their pretty faces. Though orcs were by nature taller - as well as significantly stronger - than humans, this Orc here was especially imposing, even when compared to others of her people.Keep the focus on feet, the occasional shift in focus to another body part may be ok as long as it's done in moderation. Blake sat down next to Weiss, and she asked. “Hey, Weiss, can we share her? I would like her to spend time with my feet too.” Thank you, Goddess.” I said immediately. “..I deserved that.” She told me never to say what I said again. I assured her I would never say it again.