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    Well I wouldn’t mind Nicola being turned against Chris... the betrayal would be quite... sadistic and intense. But maybe I’m too much of a masochist? Lol.

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    It was great to read the different perspectives from the same day.

    The slave games were quite entertaining, and what Nadine did to Yuki at the end was certainly extreme. The last scene at Aurelia's house shows that she has money and perhaps power that belies her position at the company, and should certainly concern Chris while he is her live-in slave. The mind-fucking by Grace (with assistance from Aurelia) was spectacular and unsettled Chris a lot. At least he got an orgasm for his troubles and was left to sleep in a bed to allow a bit of recovery.

    Beth is really giving Nicola a hard time, and seems to be making it her mission to make her new slave suffer horribly. Thankfully, Nicola has Henrietta so she can let off some steam. Yuki's situation seems even worse, with Allegra and the twins. Perhaps Nadine can be an ally for her, and she can get away.

    Let's see what happens next!

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    Quote Originally Posted by sonicmerlin View Post
    Well I wouldn’t mind Nicola being turned against Chris... the betrayal would be quite... sadistic and intense. But maybe I’m too much of a masochist? Lol.
    Hi SonicMerlin

    Thanks for your support! The story has many twists and turns still and just where it will land might just keep you guessing a while longer. I think given your preferences you will find plenty to enjoy in the coming chapters...always expect the unexpected!


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    Quote Originally Posted by OneAuthor View Post
    It was great to read the different perspectives from the same day.

    The slave games were quite entertaining, and what Nadine did to Yuki at the end was certainly extreme. The last scene at Aurelia's house shows that she has money and perhaps power that belies her position at the company, and should certainly concern Chris while he is her live-in slave. The mind-fucking by Grace (with assistance from Aurelia) was spectacular and unsettled Chris a lot. At least he got an orgasm for his troubles and was left to sleep in a bed to allow a bit of recovery.

    Beth is really giving Nicola a hard time, and seems to be making it her mission to make her new slave suffer horribly. Thankfully, Nicola has Henrietta so she can let off some steam. Yuki's situation seems even worse, with Allegra and the twins. Perhaps Nadine can be an ally for her, and she can get away.

    Let's see what happens next!
    Thank you OneAuthor - there early perspective chapters are a little insight into how the story will evolve. Given Nicola has quite a powerful dominant side we will get to explore the world through her naughty side as well as Chris' submissive.

    The slave games were something pretty crazy and it's normally a bad sign when all the girls get together as the offsite will tell us. Aurelia clearly has more going on as you rightly point out given her wealth - time will tell what she is hiding.

    I loved the mind games too - the good cop, bad cop - flip flop head fuck was really unsettling Chris as you say. I am sure he still really has no idea what living with these two nasty bitches will really be like. Perhaps they have a softer side which he has not seen's hoping!

    As you say, at least he has a bed of his own and a little quiet time to himself to recover from the day's festivities.

    Beth is really on the warpath with Nicola and you rightly point out that Henrietta has now become key to maintaining her balance

    The less said about Yuki's position the better - lets hope as you say Nadine can be her saving grace...

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    Chapter 35 – A New Dawn

    I awoke with a start the next morning as Aurelia entered my room and shouted, “Where the fuck is my breakfast slave?” I was almost out of bed with fright before I had even woken up. I fell down onto the floor and kissed her feet.

    “I am so sorry goddess. I am going to get straight on with that right now.” I said hoping to calm her down.

    Aurelia then whipped my back three times very hard and I screamed.

    “Not fucking good enough slave. I told you there would be no more second chances now get down there and cook us the best breakfast we have ever had or I will administer another 10 for being a useless wanker. We will be waiting in our bed. Be fucking quick about it.”

    What a way to wake up I thought. That wouldn’t be happening again. Fuck it stings. I quickly gathered up my clothes and dashed down to the kitchen. Knowing I needed to be quick I searched the refrigerator and prepared pancakes with maple syrup, poached eggs with toast, fresh coffee and fruit juice. I placed napkins, pots of milk and sugar on the side of the tray just in case and then returned to the master bedroom. As I started to enter Aurelia raised her crop and eyebrows at me.

    I knelt down carefully so as not to spill the tray contents and started to shuffle forwards towards the bed. As I approached Grace pulled the duvet up exposing their feet at the end of the bed. Realising what was required, I gently kissed their feet before arriving by Aurelia’s side. She leaned over and examined the tray. She then nudged Grace who leant across her and looked at the tray too. They both started laughing and kissed each other while I held the tray. This went on for about a minute.

    I was thinking first I get whipped, then I get an assault course to deliver the breakfast and now I have got to watch them make out while it goes cold. Eventually Aurelia looked back at me whilst Grace placed her head against Aurelia’s chest in a loving embrace.

    “Where’s yours slave?” Aurelia asked.

    “I er. Wasn’t sure I was allowed any goddess.” I replied hesitantly.

    “Damn fucking right foot bitch. You can suck feet for breakfast and be thankful we are giving you that instead of the crop.” Aurelia sneered and Grace laughed.

    She then took the tray and sat up with Grace to begin eating. I crawled to the base of the bed and started to delicately kiss their feet. They were making exaggerated eating noises to grate on my hunger pains and giggling at my disgruntled face. I was getting quite hungry at this point.

    “If you keep that face up foot bitch you are going to burn up what little stock you earned cooking this breakfast real fast. Then I will be pissed and you don’t want that right? As for the feet I said suck not kiss. Don’t move the dirt around on our feet eat it for fuck sake. It is your breakfast after all.” Aurelia said in a threatening tone.

    I returned my concentrations back to their feet and started licking and sucking on their toes while they finished breakfast. When they were done Aurelia said, “OK slave take this downstairs with the cups from last night and clean everything up. Then get yourself ready for work we leave in thirty minutes.”

    “Goddess may I ask a question?” I replied.

    Aurelia raised her eyebrows then said, “Be careful slave. What is it?”

    “It’s just that I don’t have any fresh clothes and toiletries for work here.” I asked.

    “Well you will have to make do today. I will arrange to have them dropped off later. You won’t be going home that’s for sure. Now get to it.” Aurelia said.

    “Of course goddess and thank you.” I said collecting the tray.


    When we arrived in the office I was told to get back on my knees and follow Aurelia to her office. Grace kissed Aurelia passionately before she departed and Aurelia then sighed, as she knew she wouldn’t see her again for most of the day. This was a sensitive time for Aurelia so I needed to be extra careful not to upset her in any way. When we got close to her office door I sped up so I could open it for her.

    She gave a little barely noticeable smile and entered. I then took my seat and started to run through her diary and important actions for the day. One thing she couldn’t level at me was my professional competence. I was way above her pay grade and experience so having me around should have been a massive boon to her if she could see it. After going through the appointments and administration I thought I would take a chance.

    “Goddess may I ask another question?” I asked

    “You really are walking the tightrope today aren’t you slave?” Aurelia said picking up her office crop and brushing it across her hand threateningly. “What is it?”

    “Well I was wondering if perhaps you see fit to order it of me, whether I could prepare some presentations and analysis on the new leads for your team. Of course it would only be prep work as the final documents would need to be edited and signed off by you and therefore any role I play would be behind the scenes as it were.” I asked hopefully.

    “Are you trying to insinuate that I am not capable of doing that work myself slave?” Aurelia asked going a little red and now tapping the crop on her hand.

    “Absolutely not goddess. I was merely offering to support your role as team leader knowing how busy you will be with the team management and customer site visits. I know you could do it with your hands tied behind your back if you wanted.” I said.

    “So let me summarise this as I hear it slave. You are desperate to remain on my good side, avoid punishment and other humiliations so you are pleading to do some work in order to win my favour and stay out of trouble. You think you are better than me so you are trying everything to avoid coming across as patronising and condescending but really you think I need your help if I am to succeed. Did I get everything?” Aurelia said with a smirk on her face.

    I went bright red sensing I was in for a thrashing. I may be more experienced at work but she was by far the smarter person when it came to mind reading and psychology. I regretted trying to manipulate her.

    “Yes I am fucking much smarter than you give me credit for and a lot fucking smarter than you foot bitch.” Aurelia said.

    I had no idea how she could read me so easily. She must be some kind of witch. I was now clearly for it and braced myself by bowing my head to the floor. Aurelia started laughing.

    “Get up slave you have work to do for me. I have decided you will prepare some presentations and analysis for the new leads we are looking at.” Aurelia said.

    My heart fluttered and I looked up at her. She was smiling at me.

    I then said, “Thank you goddess. I won’t let you down. I promise.”

    Aurelia then gave me an almighty slap across the face, which sent me flying across the room. My head almost flew off my shoulders. Fuck that girl had hard slapping down to a fine art and my cheeks were throbbing. I gathered myself and looked back up at her.

    “Don’t ever assume to try and play me again slave or the consequences will be much more severe, I will always be at least three steps ahead of you. Now get busy with the work, I am going to check in on the team. I expect some demonstrable progress when I return later.” Aurelia then laughed to herself and left the office.

    I immediately sat back at my little desk and started working my arse off keen to make a good impression for when she returned. I thought it quite ironic that a few weeks back I was working to impress the board and now I was working twice as hard for a recent office junior. The leads were pretty good and I found some great angles to exploit in terms of their strategies and weaknesses where we could add value. I managed to put together two reasonable proposals and an outline of two others in the time it took Aurelia to return a little under two hours later. That was great for even the very best of them I thought to myself.

    Aurelia could see I was busy working hard when she entered so she sat down at her desk and put her feet up and watched me for a few minutes. I sensed this but continued working through my final edits and preparations until she spoke.

    “Ok foot bitch bring what you have and present it to me on your knees.” Aurelia ordered.

    I crawled round and positioned myself in front of her just to the left of her outstretched shoes so I could gauge her face as she read. She snatched the papers from my hands and started to read. After a few moments she looked up and saw me staring at her so moved her shoes so they were in front of my face blocking my view of her. During the first few minutes I heard her made a few interested noises as I stared into her shoe soles. She was wearing her well-worn black pumps today, which I knew would make her feet sweat and smell especially as she was barefoot also. I then shook my head and reconnected with my work, waiting for feedback.

    As I waited Aurelia popped her shoes off and started dangling them from her perfect toes. She had black nail polish on which was very typical for her. I caught a waft of the sweet aroma that drifted from them.

    “You haven’t earned the right to sniff my toes just yet slave. Just stare at them and hope.” Aurelia said and wiggled her toes barely keeping the shoes on whilst she continued to read. I felt a tingle in my pants with the teasing.

    After a few more pages turned Aurelia said, “You know these shoes always make my feet sweat. If I had thought about it I would have washed my feet this morning. Now they are really going to stink by the end of the day. Ho hum. What’s a girl to do?”

    She then twirled her toes and dropped one of the shoes to the floor. I could now see her face and she was staring at me. I didn’t move. She smiled knowingly then glanced back down to the pages before saying dismissively, “Well pick the shoe up and place it gently back on my toes slave and don’t you dare even think about trying to sniff them secretly.”

    I picked her shoe up and looked inside. It did indeed look damp and it felt warm to the touch. I so wanted to bury my nose in it but instead carefully placed it on her toes and retook my earlier position.

    Aurelia then placed the first proposal down on the desk and started reading through the second. She gave no indication of what she thought of them. The suspense was killing me as I waited, hypnotically staring at her toes.

    “I have very pretty toes don’t I slave? I think it’s a big part of the reason my feet drive that dick of yours so crazy. I mean I know I am absolutely stunning and beautiful too but your desires are more for what’s on the end of my legs right?” Aurelia asked.

    I just smiled nervously

    “Do you harbour any secret desires to fuck me slave? You know like a normal person would.” Aurelia said moving her foot slightly to observe my reaction.

    I smiled again, not knowing what to say.

    Aurelia looked a little pissed. “Well? Answer me slave.”

    I was fucked answering this question. If I patronised her I was going to get a beating, if I lied I would get the same and if I said I loved Nicola I would be lucky to get out of the room alive. I had to think quickly.

    “I am sure I am not to your taste goddess. I would never have a chance regardless of what I wanted.” I said.

    Aurelia smiled acknowledging my escape from her trap, “Mmm. Well you never know slave. Maybe I will just fuck you out of curiosity to see what you have. Maybe Grace will join us for a threesome.” Aurelia said laughing at me before shifting her attentions back to the second proposal.

    After reading through the second document for around ten minutes Aurelia allowed both shoes to fall to the floor and started rubbing her feet together in front of my face. This gave off a stronger scent that made me even hungrier to bury my face in them and I felt a stronger urge in my pants.

    “Oops. There go my shoes. Never mind, leave them off for now. I need to air my sweaty stinky toes out a bit. I am sure you don’t mind the smell caressing those hungry nostrils of yours. Just imaging how sweet they must smell close up around the ball of my foot. In fact just imaging how fucking amazing they must smell between my toes.” Aurelia smirked continuing to read.

    My cock started to throb as I imagined that smell. I started shuffling on my knees trying to calm myself down. I was starting to hope now that Aurelia would reward me with her toes for the work I had done. As she read on she started flexing her toes and spreading them apart to emphasise her earlier comment. I was now totally transfixed on her feet. I tried to resist but my urges were too strong.

    After a few more minutes Aurelia said, “OK I have read through the two proposals. What are these?” She was waving the outlines at me.

    “Oh they are outlines for 2 other proposals which I would be happy to prepare for you if you would like.” I said looking lovingly at her feet.

    “So do you think you have earned a reward for your work this morning then slave? I know you have been staring at my feet the entire time with a look of utter desperation.” Aurelia asked.

    I went red and just smiled.

    “Come closer to them slave.” Aurelia ordered and my cock went into an instant erection.

    As I moved closer I could feel the smell potency increase and my senses started to engage. My arousal was getting very strong. As I got to within a few inches I closed my eyes ready to take a deep sniff then I felt a hard slap around my face, which knocked me off balance. I opened my eyes and could see Aurelia had slapped me with her foot and was laughing at me.

    “Desperation doesn’t become you slave. The work you did this morning was ok I suppose though I could have done much better. After I have pulled them into shape they will be fine. Now I think to earn your reward you will need to finish off the other two proposals. You will of course work through your lunchbreak, there is no time to eat for you. I will go out for a nice long lunch and a walk so my sweet toes will be swimming in a pool of delicious sweat just in case you do manage to impress me with your work later. Let me down though slave and I will whip your arse for wasting my time.” Aurelia said.

    My face dropped and my cock screamed with the frustration I was now feeling.

    “Ok take one last loving look at my beautiful soles slave then put my shoes back on. Remember no sneaky sniffs or else!” Aurelia laughed.

    I picked up her shoes and placed them gently back on her feet. Following which she stood up and walked out of the office saying, “It’s just so fucking great being me.”


    With my cock aching for release and having been hypnotised by Aurelia’s feet for close to thirty minutes I was indeed desperate. What the fuck had she done to get me into this state I thought?

    Well whatever it was it worked. I set down to work even harder on the two outline proposals even adding in a third to ensure I exceeded all possible expectations Aurelia may have. I was now starving hungry as well, which was making the task all the more difficult.

    It was another two hours before Aurelia returned and she did indeed look hot and bothered.

    “You wouldn’t know it with the air conditioning in the office but it is stifling hot out there. My feet are soaked through in these shoes and are going to stink royally. I would be surprised if you can last more than twenty seconds with them in your face slave they are that ripe. Anyway we are getting ahead of ourselves aren’t we? That reward has to be earned so how did you do with my two outline proposals?” Aurelia asked.

    “Well my goddess I finished them both and added a third to please you.” I answered with a proud smile on my face.

    “Wow you really are keen to get that worthless nose all over my toes aren’t you foot bitch? Well let’s see what you have.” Aurelia beckoned me back to the same place under her desk as before with her shoes in my face.

    As she started reading the third proposal she spoke without looking up, “I know you would like me to balance my shoes on my toes again slave so you can stare and lust after them but I don’t want to let any of that lovely wetness dry out inside my shoes. My feet will be all the more potent fresh out of my shoes so you will just have to wait and hope.”

    The third proposal went down onto the desk and Aurelia moved to the fourth, leafing through the first few pages. “Mmm quite impressive” she murmured, which raised my spirits. It was the first positive thing she had said all the time she had been reviewing the proposals. At last she turned to the final proposal.

    “You must be wondering by now what I think of your work slave. Is it enough to qualify for my delicious stinky toes? If it is how long will you get a few seconds or will I let you gorge on them until you find release? How strong will they smell? Will you be able to handle it? The excitement for you at this point must be almost too much to bear. Well that’s the life of a slave I am afraid. Keep waiting.” Aurelia chuckled.

    Eventually after what seemed like hours Aurelia put the last of the five proposals down on the desk. She then smiled at me. “It seems you may have some potential albeit limited to support me with the development of proposals for the team. Though I want to be clear your only priority is what I want whether it be work, suffering for me, menial duties or prostituting you out to the team for abuse to maintain team morale. Are you clear how far your station is below me?”

    What a fucking comedown I thought. I nodded feeling pretty low.

    “Ok good. Now before you remove my shoes which I know will be the highlight of your life so far, go and get me a coffee from the French Patisserie round the corner. You may buy yourself a sandwich as well but be quick.” Aurelia commanded.

    I rushed out as much in hunger as my desire to return for my reward. I stuffed the sandwich down on my way back I was so famished and had returned within fifteen minutes.

    When I arrived at Aurelia’s office I could see her inside talking to Sophia at the meeting table. I went in and crawled over on my knees to present her with her coffee. “Where is Sophia’s coffee slave?” Aurelia barked as Sophia laughed.

    Feeling put out I rushed out again to get another coffee. There was a queue this time for mid-afternoon refuelling so it was almost twenty minutes before I was back. As I crawled across the office to set the coffee down next to Sophia they both ignored me so I just knelt beneath them at the table.

    They were discussing edits to some of the proposals, which Aurelia was presenting as her own work. I knew she would so wasn’t too put out though a little credit would have been nice. Sophia was taking notes on the changes being sure to get all the details correct. They were talking for close to twenty minutes before Aurelia addressed me.

    “Well slave what the fuck do you want hovering around me like an irritating fly? Don’t you have work to do?”

    I was crushed, after teasing me relentlessly all day while I worked my arse off for her, now when it came to my reward she had simply cast me aside like a piece of rubbish. My face dropped to the floor as I started to turn away.

    “Oh that’s right I promised you a reward for your work this morning didn’t I slave?” Aurelia said.

    I was half happy to hear this given she hadn’t forgot but the other half of me didn’t want to be having this conversation in front of Sophia, especially as I was almost certainly going to be highly aroused.

    “Now remind me again what it was you wanted.” Aurelia said with an evil glint in her eye.

    “Oh nothing goddess. I just wanted to contribute to the team.” I said trying to change the subject.

    “That’s not what I remember you saying slave. If I recall correctly you were sat staring lovingly at my stinky sweaty feet desperately hoping I would allow you to sniff them up close and personal. In fact you even worked through your lunch break and did a whole bunch of extra work just to increase the faint hope that I would feed your depraved desires.” Aurelia said.

    Sophia started pointing at me and laughing, “You really are so pathetic slave. I mean who would work their arse off all day and through lunch just to sniff rank sweaty feet?”

    “Well him for one.” Aurelia said and they both laughed while I blushed with shame.

    “Aw look at his poor little face. So ashamed but also so frustrated. I almost feel mean denying him after he worked so hard. What do you think I should do Sophia? Shall I let him remove my nasty shoes and submit himself to my vile peds?” Aurelia asked.

    Sophia looked at me and my head was still hung down, “Look at me slave.” She ordered and I looked up at her.

    “Hmmm. Let me have a little think. How bad did you say they smelled Aurelia?” Sophia asked

    “They fucking reek Sophia. I am not joking when I say they are swimming in a pool of sweat at the moment and these shoes are pretty nasty anyway. On top of that I forgot to wash my feet this morning.” Aurelia said glancing at me.

    “Wow that’s sounds all kinds of nasty. I don’t think anyone sane would actually want to sniff those anyway right? I mean it would make you sick surely.” Sophia suggested.

    “Indeed. Unless you are utterly pathetic and desperately addicted to evil smelling feet that is, in which case I am sure it is some kind of utopia.” Aurelia said.

    “Well we need to know which it is Aurelia. Is he a worthless foot whore or perhaps he still has his dignity and pride in tact in which case he wouldn’t debase himself to such a low level right?” Sophia said.

    “Well there is only one way to find out.” Aurelia said.

    “You know I am wondering if we need a second opinion Aurelia.” Sophia added.

    “You are right of course. Go get Laura and Julia.” Aurelia agreed. Moments later the two ladies had returned with Sophia and were sat down.

    “Thank you for coming Laura and Julia. I was conferring with Sophia that my slave here had worked all day and through his break just to earn the reward of sniffing my disgusting rank feet.” Aurelia said.

    “Ew. That sounds nasty.” Laura said.

    “Indeed. In fact Sophia was questioning what kind of sub-human could actually get off sniffing feet let alone work all day for the chance when it wasn’t even guaranteed. This raised my own doubts that maybe I had misunderstood my slave so we brought you guys here to observe and give us your own opinion.” Aurelia said before turning her attentions back to me.

    “So tell me slave did you do all that extra work including through your lunch break just to sniff my feet knowing that they were exceptionally smelly and nasty today?” Aurelia said with an evil smirk.

    I went deep red with embarrassment but nevertheless tried to recover from the very awkward situation. “I am sorry goddess, perhaps there was some mistake. I just wanted to contribute to the team and play my part.”

    Aurelia then eased off her shoe and placed her hot, wet, intoxicating rancid foot right under my nose and said, “So you are telling me you have no desires to sniff these putrid noxious feet?”

    I held my breath for a while but eventually took in the exceptionally strong scent of Aurelia’s feet, which hit me like a thunderbolt. My cock was throbbing again and my face blushed, as I said hesitantly, “No not really.”

    “Doesn’t sound very convincing to me slave. Perhaps he is lying. What do you think Sophia?” Aurelia suggested.

    Sophia slipped her own navy blue pump off and placed her navy nylon foot on my crotch wiggling her toes. My already throbbing manhood was now even more aroused with her attentions.

    “He’s definitely a liar Aurelia.” Sophia said and I went an even deeper shade of red. I really wanted out of there as quick as I could feeling completely embarrassed beyond belief but Aurelia was far from done with me. She loved toying with me like this; there was something about psychological domination that she had a talent for way over and above the others.

    Aurelia waved her foot around slightly in the air drawing me from left to right as I automatically followed it trying to stay in touch with her scent. It was only when she started exaggerating these moves I realised what I was doing and stopped.

    Julia then blushed excitedly and said, “Look how he is following her foot trying to sniff it. You have him completely entranced Aurelia. It’s like you have hypnotised him or mind fucked him to do whatever you want.” Aurelia smiled back at her knowingly before pulling her foot away altogether and placing it back in her shoe.

    I tried to remain calm and collected but simply couldn’t hide my disappointment. Aurelia giggled seeing the control she had.

    “So then slave what to do with you. Do you now finally admit that you are totally in love with my stinky feet and you would do anything to worship them?” Aurelia said crossing her legs and swinging her shoe towards me.

    “ not really.” I said trying desperately to back out of the corner she had me in.

    In my mind I had to admit I was smitten, looking back at what I had done today it was obvious to her but the shame of admitting it in front of all these young attractive women was just too much for me. I wondered how something so foul could be so compelling to me to the point where I craved it so much. Perhaps it was the fact it was taboo and frowned upon that made it so attractive or maybe Aurelia had actually managed to change me with her games. Did she really have that kind of power though?

    “Not really! Not fucking really! What the fuck is that?” Aurelia screamed at me, gathering my attention instantly.

    “Well if you don’t REALLY want my feet then I will ensure you are NEVER able to sniff or kiss them ever again. I will always choose other punishments for you. That would seem a suitable end to this argument wouldn’t it slave?” Aurelia said giving me the strongest of ultimatums.

    I looked at each of the women who were staring at me intently waiting for my reaction. They were occasionally shifting their glances to Aurelia to see what she was doing. I then looked at Aurelia’s shoe as it swung back and forth towards me. I was cracking under the weight of my desires, I so wanted to imbibe that sweet smell and submit to it but she was threatening to take that away forever. Knowing I was enslaved to her for the foreseeable future that was a truly torturous thought. I also thought about the alternative punishments she was alluding to and was repulsed at every one I could conjure up in my mind. Eventually I spoke.

    “Never goddess?” I asked almost pleadingly.

    “That’s right slave. You will never even glimpse them let alone touch them, kiss them or sniff them.” Aurelia said smirking as she was doing her mind reading thing on me.

    “Ok then it’s true goddess.” I said so quietly it was barely audible.

    “I am sorry slave did you say something?” Aurelia asked. Starting to reel me in like a helpless snared fish on the end of a line.

    “It’s true goddess.” I said more audibly but still quiet.

    “What the fuck is true slave?” Aurelia said getting irritated.

    “That I love your feet goddess.” I said putting the final nail in my shame coffin in front of the women. Aurelia smiled as the others giggled.

    “Not even near good enough slave. After having to drag this out of you kicking and screaming I think your audience deserves to hear every point spelled out in infinite detail. Now lets start with the question – why do you love my feet slave?” Aurelia said as she raised her foot and waved it close to my face looking down at them herself with a satisfied smile.

    Aurelia then turned to Sophia and said, “I want every second of this filmed please Sophia love.” Sophia immediately scrambled for her phone, as did Laura and Julia. Now all eyes and phone cameras were on me.

    I took a deep breath and then sighed. I had known this moment was coming for a while now, I had to be truthful to what I was, what I am. In some ways Aurelia was offering me a cathartic release, a chance to let go of a wall of insecurities for which I was deeply ashamed. I just really didn’t want to do this so publically but then there was no other choice but Aurelia’s way.

    I took one final deep breath and then spoke, “It is true that I love your feet Aurelia. I don’t exactly know what it is about them other than I find them both beautiful and alluring. I know deep down there is a magnetic bond between your perfect curvaceous soles and immaculate toes and my heart that I cannot deny. When you tease me with them I am compelled by an overwhelming desire that has me completely imprisoned. It is also a reflection of your magnificence and pulchritude as a woman. Your assuredness, confidence and assertiveness. Your intelligence, knowledge and understanding. You have an aura so complete and perfect that I have not felt in another and now I am totally smitten by you. But then I suspect you already know every word of what I just said anyway. You know me better than I know myself.”

    As I finished I slumped forward feeling dejected and insecure. I have ripped my heart out and served it to her on a platter for all to see knowing only too well that she had no feelings for me whatsoever and would exploit my weakness for ever more in the weeks and months ahead finally casting me aside when my time as her toy ceased to be amusing.

    The silence in the room was loud enough to deafen. It hung in the air like an axis point on which all history hinged. Sophia, Laura and Julia stared with their jaws agape. But it was Aurelia’s look that surprised me most.

    She was bight red blushing, I had completely knocked the wind out of her sails. I think she was expecting a fumbling mess of embarrassed words and indecision when in fact she had received an almost near perfect compliment and adoration or not only her feet, but her as a woman. I could see she was desperately trying to regain her composure but she couldn’t summon the words to escape the warm, endearing feeling that my tribute had wrapped her in. I was always used to seeing her either angry or twisting my mind but now for the first time I could see what I thought was something else and it was frozen on her face.

    Eventually she managed to break free and started to speak.

    “What a load of fucking horseshit! I have never listened to such crap in all my life. You think you can fool me? You believe I am weak enough to fall for your beautifully crated verbal tributes slave? Well fucking think again, I am the queen of mind games and no slave is ever going to trap me.” Aurelia said.

    “But that’s just it goddess. Every single solitary word I offered you is the single undeniable truth.” I said speaking more confidently and assuredly than I had done almost in my entire life.

    Aurelia looked at the others who were now staring at her waiting for her response. “Turn those fucking things off now!” she shouted to which Sophia, Laura and Julia all quickly put their phones away like naughty children.

    Aurelia was turning red with rage looking like she was fit to explode but in her face was the tiniest modicum of warmth. This could go either way I thought to myself. Either she would crack and finally let me see another side of her or she would lead me in a dance that would flirt with death.

    “Look I haven’t got time for this shit anymore today, we have work to do. Sophia take those updates and make sure you share them with Laura and Julia. I want all five proposals complete and back on my desk by the end of the day. Go now!” Aurelia said still continuing to look flustered and incoherent.

    Sophia gathered up her notes and led Laura and Julia out of the room. By the time they got to the door they couldn’t help but start gossiping. Moments later they were gone.

    Aurelia then stared at me for close to 3 minutes. I could see her go through every emotion known to woman checking and validating against the feelings inside her.

    “What the fuck was that slave?” She screamed at me.

    “I am so sorry goddess but you pushed me so hard to answer.” I said.

    Aurelia got up and grabbed her crop returning to her seat. She brought it down hard across my shoulder as I sat there looking up at her. Aurelia struck me again harder and I winced with the pain retaining my eyes on her. Then there was a third and fourth slightly less powerful lashes, before a fifth that barely grazed me. She had what looked like tears in her eyes and was confused at what to do with me.

    “Get the fuck out of my office. I fucking hate you!” Aurelia screamed.

    I had seen hate in her eyes many times and it was a fearful sight but at that moment it was not hate I could see.


    Having left Aurelia’s office I made my way around to see Sophia to see if I could help with the edits. The three women were talking and gossiping furiously until Sophia see me approach when she then cleared her throat to signal the others to stop.

    All eyes then shifted to me.

    “I thought I would come and see if I can help.” I said.

    “What are you offering to do? Sniff feet.” Sophia said teasing. I flushed red and Sophia laughed at me. “Well?”

    “Well it was more help with the proposals. You see I put them together and wondered whether you could use some support with the edits.” I reaffirmed.

    Sophia looked put out at my snub whilst Laura picked up the challenge. “So you didn’t get rejected by Aurelia then? Thinking where else can I get some delicious sweaty stinky feet.”

    I felt like I had walked into a hornet’s nest. These women just didn’t want to hear that I was there just to help with the work.

    “Well no it was really just about the work.” I said cautiously trying not to offend.

    “So you are telling me if I wave my nice stinky foot in front of your face like this.” Laura then raised her grey nylon clad foot to my face. It had intermittent dark patches around the toes where the wetness had seeped through. “You don’t want to give it a huge sniff and start kissing it. They are perfectly sweaty from my gym session at lunchtime.”

    The wall of emotion and attachment I had thrown at Aurelia just prior had built some kind of shell of protection around me. At this moment only her feet would do. I thought of her and wondered what she was feeling. I really wanted to go back in the office and gauge where I stood with her, but I knew such an action would lead to a brutal beating so soon after she had expelled me from her office.

    “Your feet are very beautiful Laura and I am sure that if I did smell them I would find them very appealing but on this occasion I honestly just came to help with the work.” I said.

    Laura rubbed her foot in my face leaving a lasting imprint of sweat and stink. She then kicked me away. “Well fuck you foot boy. You are not worthy of them anyway.” Laura said trying to protect her pride.

    Though both her and Sophia had tried to adopt Aurelia’s hold over me neither could compete. Both were stunningly attractive and used to having men bend to their will at the drop of hat. This rejection only served to peak their interest in me more.

    Sophia leaned forward, “Well you will learn to desire our feet in the same way you do Aurelia’s. I don’t care how much you try to resist, you will break because you are weak and we are perfect.”

    She then kicked me hard in the balls as a signal she was done but wanted the final word.

    “Ok you can work on these two. We will take the others.” Sophia said and threw the papers in my face.

    “Thank you goddess.” I said and took my seat at the next table over on my own. The women continued to talk and plot against me, intermittently looking over before putting all their focus into the work.

    It was almost five o’ clock by the time we were done. Sophia came over to me and said, “So are you done slave?”

    “Yes my two are all done. Here they are.” I handed the papers to her.

    “We are going to take them to Aurelia now. You should come.” Julia said.

    Though I really wanted to go it would need to be alone and I wasn’t sure what I was going to face, “I am not sure that’s a good idea. I will just wait here if that’s ok with you goddess.” I suggested.

    “Suit yourself. On your head be it.” Laura said and they strode off.

    They were back within five minutes still with papers in hand looking angry and pissed off. Sophia threw the papers at me and said, “She wants you to take them to her, you fucking cunt. If you start getting in the way of my career I will personally beat you to a pulp myself. Now fuck off.”

    I quickly gathered up the papers and started towards Aurelia’s office. When I arrived the door was ajar so I got on my knees and crawled in. Aurelia was at her desk working on her laptop, she shot me a glance as I entered but continued to look busy. She made me wait on my knees by her desk for over ten minutes. I could see she had been irritated even though she had retouched her make up to hide the evidence. I suspected she was making me wait as some kind of power play to reassert her dominance over me from our earlier exchange.

    Finally she turned and faced me. I could see a glint of distress quickly cast across her face. I held out the papers and said, “They are all complete goddess, I hope they are to your satisfaction.”

    She snatched the papers and slammed them down on the desk without looking at them.

    “Today didn’t happen right slave?” Aurelia said with rage and hurt in her eyes

    “I am sorry goddess I don’t understand.” I quivered sensing I was in for a hard brutalising even by Aurelia’s standards. She had shown just the slightest chink of humility and emotion to me today. It was eating her up and she hated me for it.

    “If you ever breathe one word of what happened in this office today, especially to Grace, I will fucking kill you! Is that clear enough?” Aurelia snarled.

    “Yes goddess it is perfectly clear. I will never speak of it. You have my solemn word.” I responded.

    After a brief silence I then said, “May I ask you something now goddess?”

    Aurelia flashed rage followed by apprehension. She was clearly still unsettled from earlier and full of conflict.

    “What the fuck is it slave?” She said trying to come across as disinterested.

    “I know you are angry with me, I opened up to you today with all my heart and now I fear you are going to really hurt me.” I pleaded.

    Aurelia looked shocked and flustered like when I had offered my feelings to her earlier. She quickly got up and walked to the door so I couldn’t see her face. She then locked it and returned to sit down. She leaned over and collected her crop and looked back at me with a face that could kill on it’s own.

    “You know what’s coming now don’t you slave?” Aurelia snarled.

    “Yes goddess but today I feel I have earned your wrath. I am sorry if I let you down. Trust me when I say it is eating me up already.” I said and removed my shirt to bare my torso ready for her crop. Aurelia watched this with interest reading my thoughts and considering her options.

    She then sat back in her chair and put her shoes up on the desk. She then placed the crop down and said, “I want you to remove my shoes slave. Do it in a way that shows me you are embracing something truly cherished.”

    I caressed her shoes and slid my hands up and down them lovingly glancing the top of her foot and ankle. I then ever so tenderly clasped the heel of her shoe and eased it from her foot so slowly the movement was barely noticeable. I then removed the shoe with equal precision and care whilst I embraced her foot with my other hand. All the while I did this I looked into her eyes adoringly.

    “Now the other slave.” Aurelia said.

    I repeated the same process with the other shoe carefully placing it on the floor by the other. As I looked down at them I reached in gently with my finger to feel the sticky wetness on her insoles. They were everything I hoped they would be.

    “Ok listen to me carefully slave. I want you to show me in every action, expression and thought a reflection of the words you spoke to me earlier. I need to see the adoration and love you spoke of. Be truthful in every moment and complete in your submission to your feelings. I will know if you are not.” Aurelia commanded with seriousness and intent I had not heard in her voice before.

    “Now sniff my feet slave!” Aurelia said completely transfixed on me.

    It felt like time froze again at that point. The day of teasing, together with my full admission and underlying feelings had all triangulated to bring me to this perfect moment. The moment before I would finally submit to Aurelia’s feet.

    I was so absorbed with the emotions channelling through my mind and soul I felt myself well up as a tear dropped down my cheek. I looked at Aurelia as I slowly approached her foot and placed the most delicate of kisses on her toes. My tears continued to fall dropping onto her foot as I closed my eyes to take a first sniff.

    As I inhaled something new happened. It was kind of an outer body experience, my body went into raptures of ecstasy convulsing into an instant orgasm with an intensity beyond my wildest dreams; my mind erupted into a sea of sounds and colours perfect in their harmony and aesthetic and my heart submitted itself to the moment completely. I collapsed onto the floor weeping uncontrollably.

    My mind was all over the place. I felt I had betrayed Nicola. I thought Beth would likely kill me if she witnessed this but most of all I felt desire for Aurelia like I had never known.

    My preoccupations were then interrupted by a crop on my shoulder.

    “Get up.” I heard Aurelia say.

    As I got up she added, “It is only because I know there was truth in your words today slave that I have not punished you to the point of agonising madness. But you should know that your suffering is paramount to me and nothing will get in it’s way. You are playing a very dangerous game submitting so completely to one so dark and forbidding. Think very carefully before you make that leap as the well goes deeper than you could ever imagine.”

    Aurelia then brushed the streaming tears from my cheeks and looked into my eyes. She then leant forward and placed a subtle exquisite kiss on my cheek soaking more tears with her lips.

    BANG! BANG! We were both startled out of the moment by a knocking at the door. Aurelia went into panic and shouted, “Who is it?”

    “Grace. Why is your door locked?” Came the answer.

    Aurelia scrambled around for her crop and lashed me ten times hard in quick succession. My body was stained with blood and marked badly as the lashes were uncontrolled and brutal. I didn’t move a muscle though my body was in agony I just continued to stare up at Aurelia.

    She then slapped my face hard, I still didn’t move. Aurelia then slapped me harder than she had ever done. It must have hurt her hand as much as my face. Either way I was sent three foot across the floor into a heap. I placed my head on my hands and lay there silently.

    I could hear the door unlock and Grace say, “What the hell has been going on Aurelia?”

    “I lost it again Grace, he really fucked me off over a bunch of proposals I need to get to Beth by the end of the day. In the end I did them myself but made sure he paid a hard price for it.” Aurelia said flustered and sounding unsure.

    Aurelia then went on, “Anyway Grace you look pretty upset yourself and what are those marks on your neck?”

    Grace then responded, “Oh nothing and anyway why are you changing the subject?”

    Grace looked sceptically at Aurelia and then to me for affirmation. Seeing me in a bloody mess on the floor crying she seemed content with the answer.

    “Well I am sure he deserved it anyway. Fucking stupid cunt. Pity I wasn’t here to see it I am sure it would have got me all hot and in the mood.” Grace said.

    Grace then touched Aurelia’s face lovingly before leaning in to kiss her. Aurelia quickly backed away saying, “Sorry just a second Grace. I need to get these proposals to Beth before we go. Is she still in her office?”

    Grace looked hurt by the rejection and she clearly had other things on her mind but answered the question, “Yes she is still there.”

    “Ok thanks won’t be long.” Aurelia said and then grabbed the proposals and left.

    Grace then walked over to me to examine the marks on my back. “I hope your beating hasn’t worn you out slave. I haven’t had my turn with you yet and I plan to abuse you completely when we get home. My day has been fucking shitty thanks to that little whore of yours and you can take the brunt of that.” Grace seethed.

    I wondered what the hell she was referring to but decided not to ask.

    Aurelia then came back in looking much more composed but paused seeing Grace talking to me. Looking at unease again she then said, “Everything ok? Ready to go?”

    “Oh yes I was just telling foot bitch here that I am looking forward to abusing him when we get home after the crap day I have had.” Grace said.

    “Oh right.” Aurelia responded uncomfortably and put on a fake smile.

    “Are you sure you are ok Aurelia?” Grace asked.

    “Oh yes I have just had a shit day as well. Let’s go home now and open a bottle of wine my love.” Aurelia then kissed Grace tenderly before looking down at me.

    “Come on then fuck face. I don’t care how much pain you are in, we are ready to leave which means you are.” Aurelia shouted and kicked me in the leg.

    I slowly got to my feet now feeling the pain more than ever with Aurelia’s threat echoing round my mind. We then left together.


    When we arrived back at Aurelia’s place Grace clasped the collar around my neck and instructed me into the living room. Aurelia had not spoken or looked at me once all the way home, she walked a few yards ahead holding hands with Grace discussing the day’s events.

    As I crawled into the living room Grace and Aurelia were sat in separate chairs as per the previous night. Grace was staring at me as I approached intently. Aurelia was busy looking at her phone.

    I knelt down in front of Grace who placed her feet in my lap and said to Aurelia, “Are you joining in tonight love?”

    “I am actually starving hungry. I just want to get him in the kitchen and cooking Grace.” Aurelia said still looking at her phone. She was still clearly thinking about how she wanted to deal with me following what happened today.

    “Oh right.” Grace said pausing. “Would you preferred I wait until after dinner then?” She was looking a little unsettled and thrown off by Aurelia.

    “No you go right ahead.” Aurelia said. Glancing briefly at me.

    Grace smiled and said, “Rub my fucking feet Slave. They are all hot and sweaty in these shoes and I am sure they are going to stink. Why don’t you take them off for me.”

    As I started to remove Grace’s shoes, Aurelia got up and glanced at me again before walking towards the stairs. Grace called out to her, “You ok Aurelia love?”

    “Yeah I just need the bathroom. Be down in a bit. Have fun!” Aurelia called back.

    Grace then raised her rank black nylon feet up to my face and said, “How nasty is that smell then foot bitch?”

    I baulked and my head involuntarily darted backwards. Grace’s feet were exceptionally potent even for her and her foot odour problem. I wasn’t sure if I could handle these so soon after being with Aurelia but then I felt a twinge in my crotch as she started wiggling her toes around my nose. My face slowly went from disgust to desire, which didn’t go unnoticed to Grace.

    “There that’s better, I can see in your face that my sweet smelling feet are taking control of you slave. Give me a nice long hard sniff and show me I am right. My feet are so much more important to you than that stupid whore of yours.” Grace cooed.

    Though I was upset at the insult I could not help but draw in a large sniff of Grace’s scent and closed my eyes to process the impact through my mind. It wasn’t anywhere near the same explosion on my senses I had with Aurelia but it was nevertheless still strong. Grace slid down the sofa and placed her hand onto her pussy like she always did in these situations. Within a few minutes she was purring and moaning as I was holding her feet to my nose and sniffing deeply.

    “Lick the filth off the bottom of my feet slave. Give my nylons a thorough washing while they are still on my feet. I want hard tongue licks, deep rubbing with fingers and plenty to committed sniffing. Get to it and remember it’s this you love not that fucking whore of yours.” Grace then clicked her fingers and went back to attending to her own needs.

    Grace was seething about Nicola for some reason but still I rubbed her feet sensuously and licked and sniffed them as ordered which was really sending Grace into waves of pleasure. For me the feeling was more muted, I was thinking about Aurelia at this point and what she was doing upstairs. I maintained enough attention to bring Grace to a stunning climax given how loud she screamed before she collapsed into the chair. I didn’t finish, though I had a super hard boner and probably would have done had I have stroked it.

    “I see by your hard on slave that you didn’t finish.” Grace said teasingly. “That’s just tough shit on you because now I am fulfilled I couldn’t give a fuck!” She started laughing.

    “We have more important things for you to do like making food for my sweetheart. Go upstairs and see if she is ok then ask what she wants to eat. Your pathetic needs can wait until you are alone in bed later. If you do a good job I might even lend you some of my particularly ripe gym socks. Now fuck off!” Grace said kicking me away as she eased back into the chair with her eyes closed.

    I quickly got up and ran towards the stairs and leapt up them two at a time until I was in the hallway. I looked in the master bedroom but couldn’t see Aurelia but heard noises from the en-suite. As I approached I heard a splashing sound, so I stopped and listened at the door.

    I then lightly tapped on the door and the noises immediately stopped. “Yes?” came the response.

    “I am sorry to trouble you goddess. I just came to ask what you would like to eat.” I said.

    “Are you alone?” Aurelia said

    “Yes Grace is downstairs resting after her exertions.” I answered.

    The door then flew open and Aurelia snarled, “So did you enjoy yourself foot bitch?”

    “No I didn’t goddess because it wasn’t with you.” I answered. “I thought about you whole time.”

    Aurelia looked down at me, smiled and slapped me hard across the face, “Some lamb chops and a simple side salad will do.” She then walked back into the en-suite and slammed the door in my face.


    I had been busy preparing the lamb chops and salad for about twenty minutes when Grace walked in. “Something smells nice slave. What are we having?”

    I could tell her mood had improved probably due to her recent pleasuring so responded confidently, “Lamb with a nice side salad goddess.”

    “Great sounds delicious. How was Aurelia?” Grace enquired.

    “Oh she’s fine. I think she will be down soon.” I replied as Aurelia entered the kitchen.

    “What were you saying about me slave?” Aurelia demanded.

    “I was just saying you were on your way down and here you are goddess. Are you ready to eat as I can dish up now or keep it hot for you for a few more minutes?” I asked.

    “Serve it now. I am starving. Oh and prepare yourself a small portion you can sit under the table and eat whilst I use you as a foot rest slave.” Aurelia said nonchalantly and disappeared into the dining room with Grace in tow.

    Soon after I appeared with their food and set it down in front of them. “Would you care for some wine goddesses?” I asked.

    “Yes open a red bitch.” Aurelia ordered. I quickly exited and returned with the open wine and two glasses. I poured each of them a glass and then knelt by the side of Aurelia.

    “Well go and get yours slave. My feet need a place to rest and you are it. Get a move on.” Aurelia commanded.

    I was soon back in the dining room with my small bowl of food. I decided to eat from a bowl, as I didn’t want to make a mess under the table It would be me that would have to clean it up after all. As I crawled under the table I placed myself just in from of Aurelia’s legs and then bent down to kiss her feet gently to signify I was in place. Aurelia then brought one foot up onto my shoulder with the other resting on my lap with her toes resting on my cock. I immediately started to feel arousal just looking at her toes before me. I could hardly eat just staring at her feet, they were becoming all I could think about.

    As Grace and Aurelia started talking about plans for a party above me Aurelia took her foot off my shoulder and started rubbing it across my chest. I watched every movement it made wondering what its plans were and what Aurelia was thinking. Was she concentrating on her foot movements or Grace’s questions about the party? Women are so good at multitasking it could easily have been both I laughed to myself. I still didn’t know how she would take my declarations and tribute. It could all unwind on me so easily though at the moment she had appeared to soften somewhat.

    Within a few minutes Aurelia’s foot came up to my face and she rubbed her toes across my mouth. I stopped eating my salad and opened my mouth to receive her foot. As it slid in I closed my mouth around her toes and delicately sucked on them careful not to allow my teeth to get in the way. I then noticed Aurelia paused mid-sentence as if distracted and then jostled in her chair like she was uncomfortable. Looking across to her legs I could see her rubbing her thighs gently. She then continued speaking.

    I carefully collapsed my fingers around her foot cradling her sole in my hands. I darted my tongue in and out of her toes applying enough pressure to illicit delectation and avoid tickling. Aurelia gave a low groan mid-sentence, which she then converted into a cough trying to avoid alerting Grace.

    “Are you ok Aurelia, you look quite flush. Have you got a temperature?” Grace asked.

    “Oh no, it’s just a little hot in here Grace. In fact can I ask you a favour?” Aurelia asked.

    “Sure what is it love?” Grace enquired.

    “Would you mind going upstairs and getting the thermometer from our en-suite just in case?” Aurelia asked hoping Grace would bite on the request.

    “Well let’s get our foot bitch to get it. It’s what he is for after all.” Grace said.

    “Oh yes of course that’s a better idea.” Aurelia said with reluctance in her voice.

    Grace then called out to me, “Bitch, go get the thermometer from our bathroom now and be quick.”

    As I gently took Aurelia’s foot from my mouth I gave her toes a lasting kiss before placing it in my lap. I could see her hand go into a firm clench on the skirt covering her thigh as a release of the frustration she was feeling. Moments later she slide her feet from my lap and back under her chair. I quickly scarpered off up the stairs to retrieve the thermometer.

    On my return we quickly confirmed Aurelia was in good health as I already knew and the two women retired to the living room while I cleaned up the kitchen and finished my now cold food, which I had deferred in favour of Aurelia’s sweet toes. I made two cups of peppermint tea and took them back in the living room with me.

    “Goddesses, I hope you don’t mind but I thought you might enjoy a nice cup of peppermint tea as a digestive to your dinner. May I bring them to you?” I asked

    “Well, well. Our slave seems to be adapting well to his domestic servitude. I bet his whore bitch wishes she was getting this kind of treatment.” Grace said. Before adding, “Yes bring them here.”

    I took the teas through and placed them on the coffee table next to the sofa. Aurelia and Grace were now sat together snuggled up at one end. I knelt down beneath them and waited in case they needed anything more. Aurelia stretched out her leg and placed it on my shoulder to verify my place as her footrest. She then looked deep into my eyes like she was trying to scrape out my every thought and feed her own actions on them. After a couple of minutes Aurelia said to Grace, “Kiss me Grace, show me how much you care for me.”

    Grace embraced her and placed her lips on Aurelia’s. She then applied a gentle firmness to compliment her loose malleable jaw so the kiss rolled around their mouths. Grace’s tongue was frequently touching the edge of Aurelia’s lips and she raised her hands to hold Aurelia’s cheeks. Grace’s passion was increasing. What had started as a kiss was now evolving into intense lust.

    I was really struggling to watch this given what I had said to Aurelia today and I was now frankly coursing with jealousy. I dropped my head so my eyes were set to the floor so I didn’t have to watch.

    Aurelia caught a glimpse of me in between her passionate exchanges with Grace and broke away temporarily. She took her foot off my shoulder and placed her foot under my chin, then drew my face up to face her and Grace. “Keep your eyes on us at all times slave. If I catch for averting them for just one second I will serve you twenty lashes.”

    She didn’t wait for an answer, she returned to her passionate kissing of Grace. Their heads were now rocking from side to side in unison tongues splashing across each other’s face with the twisted randomness of desire. Aurelia then lifted herself up and applied downward pressure on Grace to indicate she wanted her on her back on the sofa. Grace obliged and slid down so she was underneath Aurelia.

    Aurelia then lowered herself slightly and started teasing Grace’s nipples with her lips through her blouse and bra. Grace raised her arms above her head and grabbed the sofa below her head as an act of total submission to Aurelia’s attentions. Grace was moaning as her nipples radiated frequent gestures of spasmodic pleasure. Aurelia then grabbed the insides of Grace’s blouse and ripped it open popping several buttons in the process. Grace shrieked briefly with the shock and then settled back into the arousal she was surrounded by.

    Aurelia looked at me and licked her lips before she smiled teasingly and then threw her face and mouth around Grace’s breasts. Over the coming minutes Aurelia slowly descended across the plain of Grace’s stomach before lifting her skirt and placing her mouth wide around the fabric of Grace’s nylons and knickers. She gave several warm deep breaths into the fabric as a tease of pending delectations. Grace moaned loudly and said almost in a whisper, “You beautiful bitch you are destroying me.”

    Aurelia then slowly slide Grace’s nylons and panties down her legs. Grace lifted her bottom off the sofa to allow them easy passage. As Aurelia slid them down she traced their journey with her tongue until she reached the knees. She then raised her head to stare into my eyes again as she pulled her knickers and nylons down their remaining expedition to Grace’s ankles.

    As Aurelia stared at me, I felt her hand reach into my chest and clasp her fingers around my heart. She then squeezed hard with the weight of her look crushing my hopes and dreams to dust. A wry smile appeared on her face as she studied and dwelled on my desperation and despair. She continued watching me as she placed her tongue on Grace’s knee and began its ascent all the way up to her crotch. Aurelia then narrowed her eyes before averting them and focusing her attentions back onto Grace’s pussy. I could sense this was in part what she meant by how much I would suffer if I gave my love to her.

    Aurelia made exaggerated noises as she sucked and lapped Grace’s now soaking wet pussy. Grace was moaning loudly as she gripped the sofa harder and harder her knuckles whitening. Aurelia moaned to create symmetry of emotion between them, she was now frenetically attacking Grace’s clitoris with lasting excursions from her tongue and lips. Grace’s pleasure was now in the inevitable throws of a massive climax. She screamed loudly sensing an orgasm was approaching and Aurelia increased her licking still more intently before suddenly stopping.

    Grace’s body went into crisis sensing her body would fail to find release. She screamed out, “Please don’t stop. Aurelia please keep going. I can’t wait any longer.”

    Aurelia laughed as she sat up looking at Grace teasing the inside of her thighs with her fingers but retaining distance enough to halt the advent of further pleasure.

    “What are you doing Aurelia? You can’t leave me like this.” Grace pleaded.

    Aurelia then looked at me and stared into my soul. I was empty having poured out my emotions and now seen them discarded like trash in front of my eyes.

    “You finish her slave!” Aurelia screamed at me, then grabbed my hair.

    Grace then intercepted, “Fuck yes. Make him submit to me. It will be the ultimate betrayal of his dirty worthless whore of a girlfriend. That fucking cunt deserves all she gets.”

    Aurelia looked back at Grace and placed her finger across her lips and gestured a hush. Aurelia then pulled me towards the sofa by my hair and pushed my face into Grace’s wet pussy. As I leant across the sofa Aurelia mounted by back to hold me firmly in place then put her hands around my head pushing it toward Grace. I tried to resist not wanting to be a part of this betrayal but she only pushed me harder until my lips were on Grace.

    By this point Grace was so committed to an orgasm she simply threw her head back and waited for my indulgence to start. I continued to resist.

    Aurelia then leant down to my ear and whispered, “Imagine it’s me slave, you said you adored me right?” She then laughed.

    Though I knew she was taunting me I couldn’t help myself. A surge of motivation burst through me as my body and soul became totally wedded to the pussy in front of my face. I thrust my tongue deep into Grace who’s body rocked and shivered. I grabbed her hips and pulled them hard towards me and started sucking hard on her clitoris whilst stabbing it repeatedly with the end of my tongue. Grace’s body started going into huge involuntary convulsions as the waves of elation entrenched her feelings. Her orgasm was now standing back on a precipice waiting for the slightest encouragement to tip her into an oblivion of ecstasy.

    Aurelia whispered in my ear again, “I want to feel it too slave, show me how you would pleasure me if I ever gave you the chance.”

    I shouted in angst before launching myself forward for one last all out assault. Grace gave a piercing scream befitting of any horror film damsel as I continued to lap the flowing juices of her orgasm. Her body shuddering and lurching until it finally relented into silence. I collapsed my head and face against Grace’s crotch waiting for Aurelia to free me.

    As Grace lay there silently Aurelia bent down and licked my face from my chin to my upper cheek. “How much do you crave to do that to me slave?”

    I sobbed at her teasing, I couldn’t bring myself to speak. She then leant down one final time and said, “Ok enough for now slave, I don’t want to snuff out all your love in one day.” Aurelia then got up and let me off the sofa. Aurelia then lay back down on Grace’s chest and cuddled her warmly.

    Aurelia then said, “Go make some hot chocolate slave. My beautiful Grace needs something soothing.”

    Grace put her arm across Aurelia and spoke to her softly as I walked out into the kitchen wiping the tears from my face, “I would love to have made his whore watch that Aurelia.”

    “What is it with you and Nicola, Grace? You have been cursing her ever since we left the office.” Aurelia asked

    “Oh nothing. I would just like to get off making that slut suffer big time.” Grace said with true venom in her face.

    “I am sure I can arrange that my love.” Aurelia said and kissed her gently.


    Aurelia was tossing and turning in bed unable to settle her mind. Her head was fracturing with an overflow of thoughts taking her on excursions to all possible eventualities. As one ended another one started in some kind of endless loop. Eventually she sat up on the edge of the bed. Grace had felt her movement and partially awoke. “Are you alright my love?”

    “Yes Grace I just can’t sleep. My mind is full of shit. I think I will go sleep in the spare room so I can read without waking you up.” Aurelia said.

    “You can read here if you want.” Grace murmured.

    “That will just wake you up. One of us at least should have a good nights sleep.” Aurelia then leaned over and brushed Graces face with her hand and stroked her hair.

    “Ok Aurelia love. Thanks.” Grace said turning over to enter a deep sleep again.

    Aurelia got up and left the bedroom silently closing the door behind her. She then walked along the corridor until she encountered the door where I was sleeping. Aurelia stood in the doorway looking into the darkness trying to discern if I was sleeping or not. I was not.

    I had been wracked with sorrow ever since I left them with their hot chocolates and was asked to leave and go to bed by Aurelia around two hours earlier. My face was scarred with the traces of dried tears and my eyes were bloodshot and swollen. When I saw Aurelia it only rekindled the rejection she had afforded me.

    Aurelia came into my bedroom and took my hand, which was resting at my side. “Come with me.” She whispered.

    Aurelia then led me into the spare bedroom, which was further down the hallway from the master bedroom where Grace was sleeping. When we entered she told me to kneel on the floor by the side of the bed while she got in and shuffled over to the same side to look at me.

    Aurelia stared silently at me for what seemed like forever as I knelt before her. I had a million questions but knew I would not be allowed to ask her anything. She was going to lead this conversation and that was the way it was going to be.

    “You know you can never have me don’t you slave?” Aurelia said confidently.

    “Yes I know goddess, that is what pains me so.” I said despondently.

    “I mean how can a magnificent goddess like me lower herself to commune with a pathetic desperate wretch like you?” Aurelia added.

    “You wouldn’t goddess.” I replied.

    “Look at you for fuck sake. You are a miserable submissive not even a real man. What could you offer a goddess like me? I deserve everything, I will have everything.” Aurelia declared.

    “You are right of course goddess. I have little to offer but what I do have is everything to me.” I said

    “And that is exactly what?” Aurelia said flippantly

    “My unconditional love and complete submission to you as my goddess.” I said humbly.

    Aurelia slapped me hard across the face. “You know what. Fuck you and all your poisonous words! I don’t trust one single one of them. I told you before if you truly start to love me it will lead you to a living hell that you could not possibly live with.”

    “But goddess..” I tried to say.

    “But nothing. Now fuck off and let me sleep.” Aurelia said firmly.

    “Can I just stay here by your side a little while longer?” I pleaded.

    “If you say one more word I will open your back up again with my crop until you pass out with the pain. Tomorrow the mercy you acquired with your tributes will be exhausted, expect to find me back in full bitch mode from the moment you see me. And if you choose to love me then on your fucking head be it.” Aurelia seethed, her eyes scathing but tinged with doubt.

    I shed another tear or two before her then got up to leave her alone.

    Neither of us slept a wink that night.

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    I see that life for Chris as a slave to Aurelia and Grace is definitely not easy for him. Aurelia's teasing with her feet was tremendous, but her goading to make him say why he loves her feet kind of backfired on her. So to compensate, she is being extra nasty to him. In fact it seems that the more he confesses his love to her, the more brutal she is toward him. I wonder where all of that will lead? Can't wait to find out, of course.

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    Aurelia does come from a background of abuse, huh? She can't accept devotion from a man at all - in fact, it horrifies her. Chris must be having some trouble emotionally of course. This absolutely was a betrayal of Nicola, yet I can't blame him. Who could be expected to act rationally in such a situation?
    "It's an indulgence to sit in a room and discuss your beliefs as if they were a juicy piece of gossip." -Heinlein

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    Quote Originally Posted by OneAuthor View Post
    I see that life for Chris as a slave to Aurelia and Grace is definitely not easy for him. Aurelia's teasing with her feet was tremendous, but her goading to make him say why he loves her feet kind of backfired on her. So to compensate, she is being extra nasty to him. In fact it seems that the more he confesses his love to her, the more brutal she is toward him. I wonder where all of that will lead? Can't wait to find out, of course.
    Hi OneAuthor,

    Thanks for your comment!

    A very nice summary and shows how uncomfortable Aurelia is with Chris' affection. As you say the harder her pushes the harder she pushes back - he has been warned - quit while you can!

    But will he listen?

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    Quote Originally Posted by sacurason View Post
    Aurelia does come from a background of abuse, huh? She can't accept devotion from a man at all - in fact, it horrifies her. Chris must be having some trouble emotionally of course. This absolutely was a betrayal of Nicola, yet I can't blame him. Who could be expected to act rationally in such a situation?
    Hi Sacurason,

    Thanks for the comment my friend!

    We are now entering the phase of the story where complex emotions start to emerge, lies vs. true feelings and seeds of the background to each character and why they are who they are. You are asking some excellent questions here and already plugging into some of the mix up feelings embedded in these characters. I won't spoil the surprises by giving you an in depth answer at this point a that is what the story is for - but you have great foresight!

    Chris also has a story which emerges much later which explains why he feels the way he does - as these characters get pulled in different directions it creates a lot of internal turmoil and conflict which you are already anticipating - rationality is perhaps not an option for them as it would be for the reader - which again is spot on. As each character grasps for what matters most to them the conflict of interests really starts to ramp up now.


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    Chapter 36 – Nicola’s Divergent Life

    When I awoke Henrietta was still staring at me like she hadn’t moved a muscle, I noticed her face was stained with dried tear tracks as she smiled at me. When I think of it we were in exactly the same position as I collapsed into – our legs, breasts and lips in an embrace. I was slightly uncomfortable as it was my fucked up mind that had led me here last night and I wasn’t sure I wanted this level of intimacy right now with her. I also felt guilty that I had betrayed Chris but then considering what I had been through I gave myself a break. It was much harder for me as a dominant to go through that shit than him as a natural submissive anyway.

    Looking back into Henretta’s eyes I stared at her with authority and purpose until she relented and bowed her eyes down. I wanted to remind her quickly who was in charge. I needed some time to think so I lifted my leg so she was free of my body lock on the bed then pushed her hard on the chest forcing her off the bed and falling on the floor.

    “Go and make me breakfast bitch. You have had enough fun.” I ordered then felt a slight twinge in my crotch as I exerted my power over her.

    She scampered off quickly still naked out of the bedroom towards the kitchen. I rolled onto my back and started laughing, something I didn’t think I would be capable of ever again after yesterday. God I felt great having released my inner demons on Henrietta last night, it gave me balance and strength but more importantly it helped me understand what Beth was looking for in her submissive and where she would gain most pleasure. More importantly it also showed me how I could dampen her cravings and minimise her interest in me. It would take time given how much she hated me right now but at least I knew what I needed to do.

    My mind then swivelled back to a world where Beth was laying prostrate at my feet as I whipped her hard with a crop over and over while she cried and begged for mercy. Of course I gave her none and laughed in her face as her life essence drained out of her limp defenceless body.

    “Would you like your breakfast in bed or at the table goddess?” Henrietta said kneeling in the doorway of the bedroom.

    I noticed she had dressed without my permission and smiled to myself that it was too good an opportunity to miss.

    “Come here you fucking stupid bitch.” I screamed.

    She looked alarmed and confused but slid forward on her knees all the same.

    “Who the fuck said you could get dressed?” I asked in my perfect rage voice.

    “Erm..sorry goddess…I just thought..” Henrietta fumbled

    “You didn’t think fucking anything, you selfish disrespectful cunt.” I then slapped her hard across the face three times. I had left a near perfect red hand print on the side of her face which I stopped to admire. I could see the pain visible in her face and it aroused me again. I needed more.

    “Did that hurt bitch?” I sneered.

    “Yes, goddess. But its ok.” Henrietta replied.

    “I know it’s fucking ok because I say it is. Who gives a shit what you think anyway?” I then slapped her harder three times in the exact same place knowing the stinging would be brutal. It brought a tear to her eye, which warmed my heart and sent a wave of power coursing through my body. My dominant was rising again and I needed to feed it.

    “Thank me for the tears bitch.” I insisted.

    “Thank you, goddess.” Henrietta said.

    I then slapped her again three times in the same place knowing it would sting like hell. There were now blood blisters on her cheek and my hand was stinging me badly. She broke down into a flood of tears.

    “Thank me for the tears I said your ungrateful whore.” I shouted.

    In between the tears and pain Henrietta pleaded, “Oh thank you my beautiful goddess. You are so kind to me with your attentions.” She then reached over and placed a kiss on each of my feet.

    Feeling satisfied she deserved a rest I said, “Now get those fucking clothes off and get back to my breakfast. You will feed me here where I lay, and if there is but one burnt morsel on my plate there will be hell to pay. Understand?”

    Henrietta nodded and then darted out of the room as quickly as she could to prevent anything burning. She also needed the respite to recover from my beating which made me chuckle. Those were some really hard slaps but her sore reddened cheeks felt so warm and volatile in my palms. My pussy was getting wet thinking about it. I couldn’t wait for her to return so I could continue my maltreatments as I figured it would recharge my batteries ready for Beth the bitch.

    I lay there resting planning the day ahead when Henrietta returned with a tray full of breakfast delights. There was cereal, toast, scrambled eggs, coffee, orange juice and even a pot of Greek yoghurt with honey. Though I couldn’t possibly eat all that I had to give her an A for effort. But that’s not what she heard.

    “Fucking hell slave what is all this on my tray. Are you trying to insinuate I am overweight or something? You have pretty much emptied my entire weeks shopping on here.” I shouted whilst chuckling inside.

    Henrietta dropped to her knees, “I am so sorry Goddess. I just wanted to prepare a breakfast fit for a queen. I will wrap up anything you don’t eat and keep it fresh I promise. You are perfect in every way and I am not saying anything about your weight. Please forgive me.”

    I thought to myself, wow that was a good apology, she seemed to have covered all angles. As such I decided to run with some humiliation instead of more pain, it would make for an amusing show while she fed me.

    “Ok go and get my filthy socks out of the dirty washing hamper over there bitch.” I ordered. I then immediately started drumming my fingers on the tray to make her panic and show my impatience. Without giving her even enough time to reach the hamper I added, “Come on fuck face. I haven’t got all morning.”

    I could see she was completely flustered now and desperately trying to find the socks, which were a little buried. Moments later she pulled them out and returned.

    “Those stink rags used to be white once.” I said, adding. “They have been through about 5 hours on the squash court so will be hanging in stink. Take a sniff and let me know if I am right slave.”

    Henrietta bundled the socks in her hands and smothered them over her face and took an almighty sniff. I knew she fucking loved this, which was perfect for my humiliating rant to come.

    “I said sniff them not become one with them you disgusting whore. You really fucking love that stench don’t you? How bloody degrading is that? I mean who in this world would actually lower themselves to take dirty socks out of a wash hamper and sniff on them like you just did?” I said with contempt.

    I let the silence hang in the air so the humiliation would surround her and eat away at her dignity. She dropped her head and eyes so I knew it was working.

    “Just think about it. All the shit and filth on the bottom of my feet being endlessly ground into those socks with a full accompaniment of sweat from my exercise in two year old trainers. They must be absolutely ridden with nasty bacteria and you just sucked it all up your nose like a desperate dog. You are nothing but a revolting sub-human piece of shit, I should be using you as a doormat to wipe my filthy shoes on and eat the dead skin and dirt off my feet after exercise. That’s what you deserve isn’t it slave?” I said with a testing look in my eyes.

    “Yes, goddess. You are right. In fact, even that is probably too good for me.” Henrietta said feeling ashamed.

    “I bet you haven’t a friend in the world. Once they know what you are really all about and what perverted nasty desires you have normal people would run a mile. She’s putrefying they would say, she’s into shit that even animals would turn their nose up at. Tell me, how utterly awful is it to be you whore?” I smiled.

    A tear fell showing me I had reached beyond her slave façade and was now getting her to face the shame of who she was and what she had become. I didn’t want to lose her willingness to be my slave so needed to pull her back up once she had stewed in it just long enough. I let her sit silently there for a couple of minutes laughing and shaking my head while I took a slurp of coffee.

    “Stop feeling fucking sorry for yourself slave, you are what you are and that’s the end of it. Lucky for you that you found me, because I fucking love getting off on your depravities. In fact I know you will do anything I say just because I want it done. You have no resistance when it comes to my will. In fact you worship me so completely that you would fight to overcome any hardships just to make me happy. Let me give you an example.” I said.

    “Those socks are fucking vile that I should probably burn them rather than try and wash them but I know if I told you to suck the filth and stench out of them you would do it without question. More than that it if I allowed you to sniff them and masturbate you would almost definitely come within a couple of minutes they are that potent.” I added.

    I then looked at her, as I know she was hoping and waiting for the next part desperately. Having been completely humiliated she needed to feed her perverted desires more than ever to bring balance to her submission. She needed some form of payback like I needed to make her suffer to cope with Beth. I kept her waiting for five minutes while I sipped at my juice and coffee like I had all the time in the world. She was flushing red with desire for those socks and had her eyes transfixed like a dog ready to chase a ball across the field.

    “Ok whore, put one sock in your mouth and suck out the filth when sniff the toe end of the other while you masturbate for me. Don’t forget to thank me profusely for this privilege before you start or I will end it immediately. I will laugh at your expense of course and maybe call you a few names just to reinforce our knowledge that you are totally worthless. I will feed myself just this once while you put on your little show for me.” I ordered.

    “Thank you my beautiful goddess. Though I am utterly pathetic it is such an honour to be able to clean and sniff your enchanting socks and the fact I can enjoy it with your permission is a reward beyond that which I deserve.” Henrietta said.

    Pretty fucking good I thought to myself, this bitch has spades of submissive talent, she is really growing on me. I got another power rush hearing this before I clicked my fingers and said, “Proceed.”

    She then completely submitted to my nasty socks while I tucked into what was a quite delicious breakfast. This woman could really cook, not to mention clean. She must work about ten times harder for me than she did in the bakery except when she was doing overtime for me. That gave me a thought.

    “Are you enjoying those socks then slave?” I asked. She clearly was as she was huffing on them furiously with her face bright red and stroking her pussy like the world was going to end in 30 seconds.

    Henrietta nodded her eyes wide and excited. There was probably a muffled thank you in there too but there was too much sock in her mouth to make it out.

    “Good. Well I have decided to allow you to buy me a present today to thank me for the privilege of worshiping my nasty socks. It should be appropriate and expensive befitting of the goddess I am. You may now thank me.” I ordered.

    Henrietta took the sock briefly from her mouth and said, “Thank you goddess that would be such an honour for me.” Before plugging it back in and continuing to stroke herself. She was nearing orgasm now. I could see her body stiffen and shuffle and her head was almost purple.

    I felt a little cream on the cake was in order so I added, “That’s it bitch feel my stench crush your very soul. Submit to my power over you. Cement your place as my lifelong slave devoted to all I command.”

    I then laughed at her as she started screaming my apartment down. Her orgasm really was something and made quite a mess on my carpet, which she would be cleaning up anyhow. Her body slumped to the floor in a drool of satisfaction and completeness. I decided to let her enjoy the moment for a while during which I finished my breakfast.

    Around ten minutes later I got up and thrust the tray towards her. “Give me those socks bitch, I am going to wear them today and skip my shower. If the present you buy me exceeds my expectations I will let you worship them on my feet tonight when I get home.”

    Henrietta’s eyes almost popped out of her head with excitement. That’s added another 100 pounds to my present today I thought with a wry smile on my face.


    As I walked towards the office I looked down at the socks that were squelching from Henriettas saliva in my black designer trainers and gave a little chuckle thinking how gross she was for washing them with her mouth. I was feeling fully energised from my morning domination of my slave and now I was going to have to walk into a office to face much the same treatment myself but this time from a bitch who genuinely hates me.

    I looked at my watch and could see it was a little after 0730 so still had good time to get the bitches breakfast. When I had the coffee presented to me I spat in it twice before stirring it and the barista laughed at me.

    “Like your boss do you?” She said.

    “She’s a fucking bitch. The very worst.” I replied.

    “Here let me put one in for you then on the house.” She then looked around to ensure no one was looking then spat a huge lump of phlegm into the coffee. We both laughed and I thanked her.

    On my way to the office I found a quiet little alleyway off the street and took out the pastry, hoisted my black knee length skirt and wiped my arse crack with it before putting it back in the bag. I wished I actually hadn’t done that as now I had crumbs in my arse and it was itching. Still Beth would have a mouthful of my arse so maybe it was worth it.

    When I arrived at the office her light was on so I took a deep breath and entered. Beth glanced up quickly to note it was me and then back to her laptop busily typing away. I placed the coffee and pastry bag on the desk and waited with my arms folded. I didn’t realise at the time but my stance had a big ‘fuck you’ look to it, as I was full to the brim on dominant attitude. On reflection perhaps it was not the best way to start a day when you work for a psycho bitch.

    “Well look at you foot whore, I see you decided to bring in plenty of attitude in with you today. Good I will enjoy knocking that out of you during the course of the day. Trust me you will be snivelling mess by the time you leave here on your knees tonight.” Beth said threateningly and with purpose.

    “I also see you decided to dress like the slut you are. Black trainers and white polo vest in an office is not exactly business attire, but then you are not a businesswoman are you?” Beth paused for effect and then answered her own question, “That’s right you are a worthless piece of shit on the bottom of my shoe.”

    I sneered at her but kept quiet holding her stare. Beth then flipped, jumped up and came towards me. “You know what bitch you are really fucking me off right now.”

    Beth then grabbed me by the throat and pinned me up against the wall. Fuck she was she strong. She then applied pressure to start choking me and I grabbed her hands trying to release myself but it had no effect.

    “Please, I said you are choking me.”

    “I know what I am doing you weak pathetic shit stain. I am teaching you some manners. I am your goddess and when you enter my office it will be on your knees. You will speak only when I allow it and do exactly what I tell you to at all times. Am I absolutely fucking clear?” Beth shouted into my face.

    Barely able to breath I whispered, “Yes.”

    “Yes, what?” Beth replied squeezing my throat even harder.

    “Yes, goddess.” I followed up.

    Beth then let go of my throat and I dropped to the floor in a heap taking huge breaths to compensate for the lack of oxygen in my lungs. As I lay there she placed her shoe on the side of my face and said, “Your place is at my feet whore, get used to it. I know you think you are some pretty hard-core dominant but you have no fucking idea whatsoever what real nasty looks like. You are merely a fledgling who dabbles as true dominants like me laugh at how ridiculous you look.”

    I wasn’t going to give Beth the satisfaction of the truth at this point though I so wanted to show her just how fucking evil I could be. That would come later when I exacted my revenge on this sadistic cunt. For now I just remained motionless letting her burn out.

    “Look at you, beaten into submission within seconds, you are a fucking joke. I don’t know how you managed to convince my slave otherwise. I suppose its testimony to how stupid he is to believe in a piece of trash whore like you. I bet you picked up dominant practices hanging out with hookers. Perhaps your mother was one and your father pimped her out so you could learn from her. Well all I can say is she was as crap a teacher as she was a mother if you are anything to go by.” Beth snarled.

    I blocked out most of the words knowing they would be vindictive and nasty and just kept repeating to myself ‘ignore her and keep it together’. I couldn’t afford to get angry, if I was her that is exactly what my goading would be trying to achieve. As I remained inactive Beth eventually burned out her vitriol, finally spitting in my face and wiping her shoe across it before returning to sit down in her chair.

    I wiped off the spit and sat up against the wall. Beth was looking at me laughing with her feet up on the desk wearing some of the designer red shoes Chris had bought her.

    “Are you docile enough to begin your day's servitude whore or do I need to come over there and tenderise that weak cowardly body of yours some more?” Beth asked threateningly.

    “What do you need goddess?” I asked, taking a deep breath. I realised my resistance was now depleted and I would need to start doing what she ordered or I would be leaving work in an ambulance.

    “That’s better whore. Get your ugly fucking face over here and wipe the shit off my shoes with it. I want to see nice dirty streaks all over it. You can then wear them all day as a sign of just how submissive you are and how much power I have over you. Consider all eating and drink privileges cancelled for today unless of course I fancy pissing in your mouth, but that will be a reward you need to earn slut. Now get over here!” Beth shouted.

    I was only half an hour into work now and I was already feeling like shit. I crawled over to Beth and started wiping her shoe soles against the sides of my face. Though there weren’t filthy they were certainly dirty enough to leave dark stains all over my face. As I did this I started thinking of Henrietta and what she was going to buy me. I needed anything to take me mind of submitting to this bitch.

    Beth watched as I debased myself and when I finished spat in my face again. “You can leave that one on there to dry whore, it will compliment my shoe stains perfectly. If I see you try and wipe it off I will be very upset and you don’t want that do you?” She then laughed.

    A few moments later Beth said, “Ok open my diary and let's see what I have on today.”

    We then spent time going through her appointments She had a call with Stephanie and Irene Carter at Strathbourne Associates this morning and this afternoon she would be working on another big deal for the Turner & Lewis Partnership with her own and Allegra’s team. The presentation was planned for Thursday so there was a lot of work to get through. From my perspective I was hoping the bitch would be too busy to fuck with me or at least give me some work to do instead of all this nasty shit for her amusement.

    “Is that all in order for you goddess?” I asked.

    “We have an evening appointment on Wednesday to add as well. Aurelia and Grace are having a masqued ball at their place and you will be there as my slave for the evening.” Beth added.

    Feeling pissed off I would lose out on some valuable Henrietta time I added the appointment into her diary.

    “Ok then slave you can serve as my footstool this morning when I take my calls. I didn’t wash them and have the same red nylons on, as yesterday so the smell should be somewhat foul by now. I know that will really fuck you off but that’s just more fun for me. Now get down under my desk foot rag.” Beth smirked.

    As I lay there stuck under Beth’s desk I heard voices from above. It was Allegra talking about Yuki, I couldn’t quite make it all out but it sounded like she was ill or hurt badly or something. Anyway the conversation was brief and within moments I heard the door slam. The next thing I heard was Beth talking to Stephanie. Beth’s shoes reached out and she stepped onto my chest. Before she removed her shoes she took the time to dig her heels into my chest several times to inflict an annoying pain and ensure I remained uncomfortable. I didn’t give her the satisfaction of a moan, as I knew she would use this as leverage for more punishment after the calls. I would have anyway.

    It wasn’t much longer into the call that she slipped off her shoes and presented her red nylon soles to my face. The heat was irradiating from them when they were almost a foot away so I knew the stink was going to be bad. That said they wouldn’t be as bad as what I was serving Henrietta tonight. I giggled to myself before her toes wrapped around my nose and killed my sense of humour flat.

    Fucking hell her feet reeked. What a waste of new designer shoes to put those stinky things inside them. They would be ruined within a few weeks if she went on like that I thought. I gave them a half-hearted rub more to keep them as far away from my face than anything else, but Beth was a little too smart for that and though she let me rub one the other was always firmly wrapped around my nostrils. I breathed through my mouth as much as I could but the smell was so bad it permeated my brain and polluted the entire environment under the desk. I would be smelling feet for days after this.

    After about 45 minutes the call ended and I hoped to get some respite from Beth’s feet for a while but to no avail. Her head appeared under the desk and she said, “I am going to call Irene now instead of waiting so you can start licking the filth off my nylon soles. See if you can ease some of the stench out of them, it’ll be better for you tomorrow when you deal with them again if you do a good job.”

    Fucking hell I thought, now the bitch wants me to taste them. When I took my first apprehensive lick I immediately felt sorry for Henrietta having to suck my socks. This didn’t last long however when I recalled the immense orgasm she had soon after. Pity I couldn’t enjoy stinky feet like she did I thought. My mind then drifted to Chris and I wondered how he was coping with Aurelia. She had a fucking screw loose and was someone to be genuinely frightened of. I so hoped he was safe. Thinking of his face brought a smile to mine. I really wanted to see him again soon.

    As my mind wondered over a number of topics I realised I had managed to lick Beth’s nylons for close to thirty minutes without really thinking about it. True I had done a pretty shit job of cleaning them as most of my licking was in the same place over and over but that’s just tough for Beth. Fuck her I thought. I decided to put a little extra effort in just to avoid any pain and put in a few licks across both soles. I wanted to spit to remove the taste from my mouth but in the end had to swallow it. Yuck I thought.

    It sounded like Beth was wrapping up her call with Irene, at long last I thought. It must be getting on for midday now and a lunch break. Then I remembered Beth cancelled my lunch, shit. As I waited for the call to end licking her disgusting nylon sole Beth slid down her chair a few inches and inserted her toes into my mouth. Given I had no room to move under the desk I closed my mouth around them hoping she would free me up quicker. As I sucked on her dirty nylon toes she started creeping her foot slowly deeper and deeper into my mouth. My lips were now being stretched as she started forcing all of her toes into my mouth and it fucking hurt. She had big feet and my mouth was not made to suck on them all at the same time.

    I started to gag and heard a laugh from above followed by, “Anyway Irene I gotta go now. I have something urgent to attend to. Will call you later this week to ensure we are still on track with everything and in the meantime if you have any concerns you know where I am. Take Care.” Then the phone went down.

    Beth then said to me from above the desk, “Having fun down there foot sucker. That sweat and filth is your lunch today so make the most of it.” She then laughed and pushed her foot deeper into my mouth.

    I started shouting and gagging badly, her foot was now completely filling up my mouth and I could feel her toes tickling my tonsils. I clasped my hands around her foot to try and pull it out but Beth compensated by forcing it harder into my mouth. I thought my lips would split as I choked and coughed her foot pinning my head to the floor I had nowhere to escape to.

    “Can’t hear you bitching and answering back now whore. Why’s that? Perhaps it’s because my mouth is shoved so far down your throat you can barely breathe!” Beth laughed.

    I tried to cry for help through her foot but it came out as a garbled mess. Beth then lifted herself off her chair and pushed down again really hard into my throat making me convulse, I could feel blood in my mouth and was struggling to breathe. I was screaming into her foot and banging the sides of the desk. Beth said, “Beg for your release whore.”

    “Please, I beg you Beth, goddess. You are killing me.” I spluttered still difficult to make out which probably helped me as I had mistakenly used the bitch’s name.

    Beth finally withdrew her foot and I quickly shifted onto my side to eject the blood and spit that had accumulated in the back of my throat. My breathing was heavy and my hard was racing from the panic.

    “What a fucking pussy you are whore. Any true dominant would laugh in the face of such discomfort but you well, you are weak, spineless and full of cowardice. I am surprised you even have the strength to lift a crop let alone use one. I bet you cry yourself to sleep in remorse for any pain you inflict on your subs. Well I am fucking ruthless and I feel nothing for you and your suffering. Well nothing but pleasure that is.” Beth snarled.

    I continued to spit to clear my throat and then said, “Can I come out now please goddess?”

    Beth then reached down and grabbed my hair before yanking me out by it. I screamed with the pain. When I was underneath her seat she let go and placed her dry foot on my throat and the soaking foot on my face. She then applied a little pressure on my neck as a warning to her next command.

    “Suck the crap off my nylon whore. There are blood stains and spit all over it. I need to wear these again tomorrow so do a good job.” Beth ordered.

    I wasn’t about to defy her again so soon. I needed time to recover so I put my sore lips and mouth around her foot and sucked gently. She had me do that for around ten minutes and then said, “Bored.”

    She then got up.

    “I am bored making you suffer now slave, you are so useless and easy to subordinate. My former slave was much more fun. Perhaps I should have him back and send you to jail.” Beth said in a considered tone looking down at me.

    My face must have shown my nervousness and fear because she laughed and smeared her foot across my face. “Well, maybe I will give you a little longer. I just need to think of some more nice little punishments to amuse myself. I will take my lunch now, you can stay here and tidy up. Lick my seat clean as well my arse was sweating sat there all morning on the phone. I will be back when I feel like it. Be busy when I return or else.” Beth warned and left.

    I slumped to the floor in a heap then looking over at the desk I could see the pastry bag empty and the coffee lid off. At least I scored one on the bitch today even if she didn’t know it.


    In the afternoon Beth decided to decamp to the team meeting room as she wanted both groups assembled for an idea sharing session for the Turner & Lewis Partnership bid. At least I will be able to split my service duties with Yuki I thought.

    As Beth and I approached the meeting room I could hear an audible buzz from inside to indicate everyone was settled inside. Then from out of nowhere, Allegra intercepted us.

    “I need a couple of minutes Beth, it’s urgent.” Allegra said looking concerned.

    “How is she?” Beth asked.

    “Not good and getting worse. Something’s not quite right.” Allegra said.

    “Ok leave her for now. Let’s check on it tomorrow. I am sure it will be fine.” Beth said holding Allegra’s arm to comfort her.

    I was trying to figure out who they were talking about. It seemed most likely to be Yuki who had looked pretty ill last night and it wouldn’t have helped locking her up in the basement all night. I avoided eye contact and any show of interest to keep out of harms way on this either way. When we entered the room Yuki was indeed missing which added more credence to my guess though I couldn’t be absolutely sure.

    Beth introduced the meeting and split the group into teams to come up with approaches, ideas and actions for the account bid. Beth must have been pre-occupied, as normally she couldn’t resist a humiliation show with so many women in attendance though today she settled for me serving drinks and taking notes on what was being discussed and agreed. The session went very well as far as I could tell and each of the groups had clear goals and actions to follow up and deliver back to Allegra and Beth by the next day.

    Grace asked permission to speak before they broke, “Aurelia and I are planning a masqued ball tomorrow, the day before the bid. Is that still going to be ok Beth?”

    Beth responded, “Sure as long as all the work is done we could do with letting our hair down before the bid presentation on Thursday. I just suggest we don’t drink too heavily. Well not until after we win of course.”

    The team chuckled in appreciation of Beth’s confidence, even Allegra who looked quite serious throughout the meeting had a little giggle.

    “That’s great Beth thank you. We are really looking forward to having you all over. I am sure we can get everything done in time.” Grace added.

    Beth then closed the session and wished everyone good luck with their actions. As we were leaving Grace approached Beth and whispered something to which she agreed. Beth then turned to me and said, “Remain here with Grace. She wants to see you about some stuff, do as you are told then come back to my office when you are done. If Grace tells me you have fucked her around I will fuck you around.” Beth then left.

    Grace waited until everyone had left the room then closed the door. She then returned and sat down on the chair at the head of the table and motioned for me to kneel down in front of her. This was the first time I was ordered to do something for someone other than Beth and I didn’t like it one bit. At least with Beth she was a fucking brutal bitch, who most people would fear and bow down to but Grace was a fucking pussy by comparison and I knew I could easily take her down if I wanted. The trouble was I had Beth’s threat hanging over me if I didn’t do as she asked.

    “Don’t worry slut I just want a little chat. If you fuck me around though I will make you do something much worse so don’t test me. Clear?” Grace ordered.

    What a fucking cunt I thought. Who the hell is she to give me orders? If I had her under my control she would be crying her fucking eyes out in seconds begging for mercy. Of course, I wouldn’t show her an ounce. I managed to contain my anger and just answered, “Clear.”

    “Clear? What a disrespectful slut! Don’t test me.” Grace said firmly.

    “Clear goddess.” I said with the minimal additional effort.

    Grace paused with displeasure wondering whether to pursue it then decided to carry on with her original intensions.

    “Well, slut I figured it was time for me and you to have a little talk. That means I am talking and you are listening and well maybe crying. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. You see there are a few things about your pathetic wimp that you need to know.”

    Grace then paused to allow her introduction to take root. I didn’t like the crying threat one bit and I liked the subject matter even less. I had to listen with an open mind and recognise that Grace would say anything to get to me including lying.

    “You see I started abusing your pathetic excuse for a man a while back. I used to make him sniff my rank feet and believe me they were bad as I have a particularly nasty foot odour problem. Initially he fucking hated it, which meant I loved it. I used to masturbate watching him suffer I loved it that much. Anyway when Aurelia came on the scene she started teasing your bitch and playing on his sexual urges until he started to change. In just a few sessions your little foot sniffer started to get more and more desperate for our attentions. The more we denied him the more pathetic he got. He was literally begging to sniff our feet even when they were so nasty it would make a normal person sick. How fucking stupid and revolting is that?” Grace laughed.

    The anger was rising in me rapidly now as there was a haunting ring of truth to this.

    “I mean let me spell this out to you whore. Your little bitch would literally be crying and begging endlessly just to sniff our feet. We of course just laughed at how ridiculous he looked and the more we degraded and humiliated him the more desperate he became. Aurelia had him completely under her control, I am sure he would have done literally anything for the privilege of a sniff or two. She played him so perfectly it was amazing to watch.”

    I was seething now desperately trying to stop myself from killing her.

    “This all brings me back to you. I keep wondering how pathetic and desperate you must be to love a wretch like that. I mean I would struggle to be bothered to piss on him he is that low. So what does that make you?” She then paused before answering her own question, “A slut who loves a bitch, who begs to sniff another’s feet. That’s just so fucked up.” She then started laughing hysterically.

    I started clenching my fists ready to take her down.

    “Anyway now for the best bit. After fucking with your bitch loads and getting him to do all sorts of degrading crap for a foot sniff or two he then ends up becoming our full-time slave. We have him cooking and cleaning and all sorts and he seems so perfectly happy. You know he hasn’t mentioned you once. We let him wank off to our feet which is more than enough sexual pleasure for him and certainly a lot better than he was getting from you and he seems like he has landed in paradise.”

    “We fully intend to lower the ceiling on the bitch to reduce him to new lows in degradation every day. I am thinking toilet slavery, beating the fuck out of him, severe mental torture to strip him of all dignity and some public humiliation just to really seal his fate. In fact by the time we have finished with him even you would be too ashamed to love what’s left and that’s saying something given what a shameful fucking whore cunt slut you are!” Grace shouted the final abuse into my face.

    My eyes were streaming with tears and my anger was at breaking point I threw my hands around her throat and started squeezing.

    “Get off me you fucking bitch!” Grace shouted.

    “No fucking way you nasty good for nothing cunt.” I screamed and started squeezing hard dragging Grace to the floor. I then straddled Grace and started increasing the pressure around her neck. She started weeping and panicking which only fuelled my dominant urges.

    I spat in her face several times and said, “Let me be absolutely fucking clear about one thing. I can and will be your worst nightmare if you try and fuck with me. You may think Beth and Aurelia are badass but they are nothing compared to me. I have a past so dark and scary if you knew you would not even want to be alone in the same room as me. Right now your life is in the balance and I would have absolutely no qualms about offing you. I feel nothing for you and your miserable life. Do you fucking hear me bitch?”

    “Yes. Please let me go I hear you.” Grace pleaded.

    “Please what?” I said.

    “Please goddess.” Grace fumbled. I eased up on her throat to complete my tirade.

    “If you say one single word to anyone about what happened here today I will capture you, torture you and kill you. That will be my one and only purpose in life and be sure it will happen. Do you understand exactly what I am saying?” I shouted into her face.

    “Yes…goddess.” She answered.

    “Right now fuck off before I really lose my temper bitch.” I warned as I got off Grace.

    She was rubbing her neck, looking fearful and upset, “You are a fucking class A psycho!”

    “You better fucking believe it bitch. Remember what I said.” I spat.

    Grace quickly exited the room and I followed. She made it to Beth’s office before I could and was speaking with her. As I approach she left not looking at me.

    “Well, it seems you did an ok job with Grace, slut.” Beth said and I laughed inside. What a fucking pussy Grace is. It was now high time I started showing who the queen bitch really is around here.


    Following my ‘ok job’ with Grace I was able to get away from Beth with just a foot rub and was making my way home feeling pretty good about myself. I had finally got an opportunity to corner one of the bitches and show them I was not to be fucked with. My inner dominant was at last getting her fill while I was in the office. I just needed to find more opportunities to work my way through them. Granted there were a few I wasn’t going to fuck with in a hurry like Allegra’s warrior women and Beth herself but the rest were fair game. But I would find some way to overcome them all in time.

    My mind switched to home as I started to picture Henrietta waiting for me with my gift. I wondered what she had bought me. I had a big smile on my face as I looked down at my socks remembering how fucking nasty they were going to smell when she took them off. Boy, was she in for a treat.

    When I got to my apartment I knocked on the door knowing she would be there and it wasn’t long before it opened. She was on her knees looking up at me like a long lost dog returned to its mistress. I smiled to myself, as it was now time to play again.

    “Did you miss your goddess slave?” I asked

    Henrietta nodded and bolted forward to kiss the tops of my sneakers. I could see her pause above them, which I took to be the very strong scent leaking through. I smiled to myself to see the power it had over her.

    “Slave, don’t upset me before I am even in my own home. Go and fetch me a cool refreshing drink while I take a seat.” I ordered and Henrietta scuttled off very quickly towards the kitchen.

    I made my way into the living room and flopped onto the sofa and put my feet up on the end. Now for some serious pampering I thought, at least my bitch knows how to treat her queen. A few moments later Henrietta was knelt in front of me with some fresh orange juice with some ice. I really liked that she listened and acted on the detail. A dominant like me needs the details taken care of. When I say cool drink I expect a cool drink. I took a big slurp and made a loud satisfied refreshed sound to show I was happy.

    “Goddess?” Henrietta asked tentatively.

    “Yes, bitch?” I replied giving her permission to speak.

    “May I present you with my gift? I am so excited to give it to you. I have been thinking about you all day.” She said.

    “Of course you have been thinking about me all day. I am your life. What else do you need to concern yourself with?” I teased purposely not answering her question. I waited to see how long it would take for her to crack.

    It was a little under a minute. “Sorry goddess. I don’t want to upset you but may I offer my present to you now?”

    “Not yet slave. My sneakers need a clean first. They picked up some dirt on the way home and that’s where you come in right?” I said nonchalantly.

    “Yes, of course, my goddess. Let me clean those for you. Thank you.” Henrietta said and immediately bounced over to my sneakers overhanging the sofa and started licking. I relaxed knowing I was in for a nice surprise. Generally, my philosophy on surprises was to eke them out as long as I could, as often the best bit was the waiting. She was only a waitress at the end of the day so my expectations were pretty low for the gift but I guessed pretty high for her.

    I ran through a few options as I lay there relaxing. Perfume, gold jewellery maybe, certainly not flowers or chocolates as that would be very disappointing. I then wondered whether it might be tech but looking at her I wasn’t sure she was that savvy on the tech front and I did already have a smart phone and iPad.

    “Why don’t get a little sniff of those sneakers bitch. You can only imagine what delights lie within can’t you?” I teased her.

    She went red with excitement and her eyes flashed before she ran her nostril along the top of my sneaker and around my ankle to soak up as much of the available smell as possible.

    “I know it must smell pretty strong but it will be nothing compared to the wet, rank socks inside. Fuck they are going to stink so bad even you will have trouble hanging in there bitch.” I smiled to myself waiting for the pending tribute response.

    “Oh, my glorious goddess. You are so completely perfect. I am so unworthy to be in your presence but still so happy you allow me to be. I just hope that I can please you in my own small way and you will see fit to keep me around.” Henrietta said.

    There it is I thought to myself and smiled. I decided to ignore her tribute just to leave her in doubt and suspense. I knew that would fuck with her head too.

    “What have you prepared for me to eat tonight slave?” I asked moving even further away from the topic of my gift, as I knew how desperate she was to give it to me.

    “I have prepared a Chicken Chasseur with fresh asparagus and mange-tout. I bought an expensive bottle of chardonnay to accompany it. I hope I wasn’t too presumptuous my goddess?” Henrietta asked.

    Fuck I thought that sounds like restaurant level cuisine. This bitch has talents. She also knows her wines and what I like. I couldn’t wait to get tucked into that I was starving after Beth denied me food all day.

    “Well, it sounds like you have been a busy slave. As you have put in so much effort I will eat now.” I said now totally consumed with the thought of that delicious food.

    Henrietta paused considering asking me again about the gift but looking at my face decided against it and disappeared into the kitchen. She was back within 5 minutes with the wine, which she placed down on the coffee table.

    “Would you care to eat at the table or on the sofa goddess?” Henrietta asked.

    She really did think ahead. Female slaves were so much more thoughtful than male slaves. I guess that’s because male slaves are so led by their dicks.

    “You can feed me while I sit on the sofa tonight bitch.” I said.

    “Thank you, goddess.” Came the reply and I had my dinner within ten minutes. She had obviously prepared everything in advance so I wouldn’t have to wait. In fact, I was struggling to find fault with her performance so far. True I could have just laid into the bitch anyway and created a problem for her but I figured I would give her a break for now.

    She knelt by my side and carefully cut balanced forkfuls of the food, which she then offered me whenever I glanced at her. I had no need to ask she simply watched me very attentively and anticipated my needs. The only time she got it wrong is when I took a glug of wine instead of another mouthful. The food was absolutely delicious, I probably could have eaten it all over again when I had finished but decided not to overeat my main course.

    I didn’t even need to ask when I had finished. She scooped the plate up and went to clean the kitchen coming back only to refresh my glass with more white wine. After around twenty minutes she was back knelt by my side.

    I looked into her eyes and carefully touched her face to show her I was pleased though I did not offer any compliment. “I guess you want to give me your present now don’t you slave?” I said.

    “Oh yes please goddess. I so want to give you my present. I just hope you will like it.” Henrietta said.

    “Very well. Go and fetch it.” I commanded.

    When she came back she had an A4 paper sized present about one inch thick wrapped in high-quality pink paper with a large red bow. On the front was a small card which read, ‘With all my heart and all my love for my goddess.”

    I smiled before realising what I was doing and then quickly wiped it off my face and tossed the card across the room like it meant nothing. Actually, it meant a lot to me because I knew every word was true. But then I wouldn’t be a goddess if I went all slushy on her. I needed to ensure she always felt beneath me even when my dominant was sleeping like it was then.

    I looked at her face as she watched the card fly away. I could see a hint of disappointment before the excitement returned watching me start to unwrap the gift. Inside was a pink box of the same dimensions with a small clasp on one end, quite a bit better than I was expecting. When I popped the clasp and opened the case I was flabbergasted. Inside was a white gold necklace studded with diamonds and a large dark green emerald at the base. It must have cost thousands. I was quite flustered not really knowing how to react. I need time to recompose myself so decided to create some thinking time.

    I said, “Explain yourself, slave.”

    “Well I wanted to buy something that would befit the most beautiful divine person I have ever had the privilege to spend time with. I cannot express in words how happy and joyous every moment with you is for me goddess. Whether you are punishing me or rewarding me doesn’t matter. Every moment is exquisite and time stands still for me in your presence. When I lay with you last night I realised that you are simply everything to me and I am nothing without you. This gift cost me everything I have but it was the only way I could show you how I felt where mere words could not come close. I hope I haven’t offended you goddess.” Henrietta said.

    I actually started to cry, the outpouring of love from this wretch before me was simply too much given what I had been trying to cope with over the last days. She had simply given me everything she had just for the chance to be used and abused by me. Maybe she felt there was more to us after last night? Was I really so special as to have this kind of effect on someone? How did I really feel about her?

    She was my crutch in my hour of need no doubt and my ability to release my inner demons on her was essential to my state of mind, especially while Chris wasn’t around. I thought back to when we were together last night and realised what it was. It was sisterly love but with some twisted sado-sexual shit in the mix. I didn’t find her desirable but making her suffer did get me off. I actually needed her probably more than she needed me but then looking at the necklace I was starting to wonder. If I cast her aside what would it do to her? When I got Chris back what would I do with Henrietta?

    Fucking hell it was all so complicated. I was getting angry now and my dominant was surfacing. She was messing with my mind. This kind of present is way over the top. What was she up to? I then took a deep breath and thought again.

    If I were a perfect goddess then perhaps such a present is just. I didn’t think I was actually that great and listening to Beth today by her standards I was too soft and not classy enough. Well, look at me now bitch. I bet she never got a gift like this one. Fuck I only met this girl days ago.

    I started to tell myself I was a true goddess, I was fucking perfect and untouchable. This wretch should be weeping just to be in my presence. My tears stopped as my self-empowerment took hold. This slave should tribute me with all she has, as it’s the least I deserve. To serve me is everything for her, I am the greatest fucking dominant that ever fucking lived.

    I looked down into her face and spoke.

    “Listen you miserable fucking bitch. I will take your gift because I deserve it. You are quite right that to be in my presence is everything. It would be a blessing on anyone to be so privileged. Fortunately for you I have granted that gift to you. Don’t think this gives you any favour with me because I would just a soon as beat you as reward you in seconds of this moment. All this does is show that I recognise you know how truly lucky you are to be with me. Now put it round my beautiful perfect neck slut.” I sneered.

    Henrietta cried with joy at my response. It was everything she hoped for and more. She took the necklace and delicately placed it around my neck. I felt like true royalty it’s weight and value was so great. I got up and walked over to the wall mirror to admire the jewellery. Apart from the fact I was dressed in sports gear I did actually look fucking awesome. I took some time to indulge myself in how beautiful I looked. This tribute had transcended me to a new level and I intended to stay there at least within my own mind.

    I returned to the sofa and sat down. Without asking I placed my foot on Henrietta’s shoulder and started waving my shoe around in front of her face.

    “You know what time it is now, don’t you slave?” I asked.

    Henrietta’s eyes almost exploded out of her face. She was shaking and quivering with excitement, which made me smile as I knew better than her what was coming.

    “It’s time for you to make me some desert. Go bake me a nice cake slut. I will have a nice cup of tea to go with it.” I said and watched her sexual urges destroyed. The disappointment on her face was a killer. I even laughed out loud at her just to emphasise it. But I knew she needed this, the extra wait would just make it that much sweeter. Also I didn’t want to connect her gift with my reward. Well not immediately anyway.

    She crawled slowly back to the kitchen like a broken animal. About twenty minutes later she returned and said, “My beautiful goddess. A fresh ginger cake is baking in the oven and will be ready in about 15 to 20 minutes. Would you like me to bring your tea in now or with the cake?”

    “I will take the tea now bitch. Earl Grey.” I said in a curt and rude tone.

    Within 20 minutes I had the freshly made cake and tea on my coffee table, I didn’t want my stinking feet putting me off my nice food so I decided she could wait until after.

    “Foot stool.” I said firmly and clicked my fingers. Henrietta curled over on her knees and I propped my feet on her back.

    The cake was delicious and I did think about a second slice but decided I didn’t need the extra calories this late in the day. Anyway, if Henrietta waited any longer she would likely have a nervous breakdown. When I had finished I gave her a little kick on the head and she looked up.

    “You know slave, my nasty socks that you gathered from my dirty clothes hamper have been on my feet all day. On top of that, I didn’t wash my feet before putting them on and they have been sweating profusely all day. I am not really sure you are going to be able to handle them. Perhaps I should just jump straight into the shower. What do you think?” I said teasing her.

    Henrietta was a flustered mess, “My goddess I promise you I will be fine to worship them if you decide I am worthy. In fact, it would be an absolute blessing for me. But if you decide you would prefer to shower then I will of course understand.” Henrietta pulled a look that showed she would certainly cry if I showered first.

    “Well, I would like to see that put to the test. It would amuse me to see how you cope with the truly awful smell of my feet. If I see one twitch of disgust in your face though slave I will beat you with my crop. Understand?” I warned.

    “Oh yes, goddess I understand fully. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” Henrietta said.

    “Ok bitch prepare yourself. My feet have probably never smelled this bad and you are going to get them both barrels. When they are in your face I want to hear you sniff them like it is the last breath you will take on this earth. I want to see your complete and utter submission to them. But most of all I want to see you orgasm without touching yourself. If you fill all my instructions I will reward you. If you fail it will be a severe punishment. Now take off my filthy sneakers you worthless foot sniffing whore.” I snarled.

    As she eased off my sneakers the whole room filled up with a stench so hellish and vile it made me feel sick and they were my feet. Showing restraint I placed them in her lap and clicked my fingers instructing her to lift and smell.

    Henrietta’s whole body was shaking uncontrollably. It looked like she was having some kind of low-level seizure; her face was beetroot red with excitement. Given the teasing I had submitted her to for almost two hours I was also guessing she was wetter that the Pacific Ocean down below. She lifted my socks to her face so slowly it was almost ceremonial; she had her eyes fixed on me as if to indicate her complete devotion to me. As they neared her face she leaned in and placed her nose in between the large and second toe of my right foot. Just about the perfect storm when it comes to the centre of the stench. She then briefly prepared herself and closed her eyes. There was a pause of a few seconds before she unleashed a simply incredible inward sniff that I am sure would have clouded her brain for minutes in it’s own right but absorbing my stench I was suspecting it might actually knock her out altogether. The sniff lasted almost twenty seconds. When it was in its final throws her eyes opened and rolled into the back of her head, she let out an almighty scream, “Oh my god, I love you so much goddess! I can’t last.”

    She then buckled and twisted as an immense orgasm took it’s strangle-hold on her, she screamed a second and third time so loud I almost had to cover my ears and then she collapsed onto the floor in a heap, crying with joy and fulfilment.

    I rested my vile reeking feet on her face just to really drive home how much control they had over her and she didn’t move for close to twenty minutes. She so loved being under them I think she could have died there happily.

    I then got up and ushered her to follow me into the bedroom. She pulled herself together as best she could and followed. When we got into the bedroom I stripped down to my knickers leaving my socks on and got into bed.

    “You will sleep down the bottom of the bed tonight slave with my socks in your face. I don’t care how much you sniff them, masturbate to them or just worship them but you will do it quietly so as not to disturb my sleep. Now strip naked and get into bed.” I ordered.

    She didn’t need a second invite and was in bed within a few seconds with her face nestled to my socks. Fucking hell I thought a few seconds was enough for me and she is going to get a whole night of them. Lucky her I chuckled. I knew having her worship me for so long would wed her soul to me and take her devotion to a whole new level, my power over her would be absolute and complete.

    As I drifted off to sleep I smiled at how perfect this moment had been for her. Absolutely beyond disgusting for anyone normal but then neither of us was normal, we were surrealistically divine.

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    Nicola's life definitely is divergent. She has the submissive Henrietta to dominate at home, then she goes into the office and is completely dominated by Beth. I loved the spit in the coffee (esp. the barista's added as well) and the butt-crack pastry. At least Nicola got that little score on Beth. And given the chance, Nicola was able to turn the tables on Grace and dominate her for a bit. I do wonder how this will impact Chris in the short-term (since he is a slave to Aurelia and Grace) and Nicola in the longer term (if it gets back to Beth, or else if Aurelia/Grace team up on Nicola).

    Henrietta seems to be getting it good from Nicola, and by that it means that she is loving her treatment. The delay of allowing Henrietta to give her gift was fantastic, but being allowed to orgasm at Nicola's feet was certainly the best reward Henrietta could have wanted. The final paragraph sums it up. "As I drifted off to sleep I smiled at how perfect this moment had been for her. Absolutely beyond disgusting for anyone normal but then neither of us was normal, we were surrealistically divine."

    Looking forward to the next update.

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    I have been in communication with Wildyone, and he informed me that he wanted to continue posting the story on this site. However, he has been having major issues logging onto the Den in the past few months.

    He has asked me to post the additional chapters here, at least until he is able to successfully log on. A number have been written, so I will be adding them her at the rate of 1 or 2 per week.
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    Chapter 37 – The Mask of a Thousand Secrets

    Given the threat of the previous night and the lack of any sleep I was in the kitchen cooking breakfast by 0600. I decided to go the whole nine yards in an effort to stave off Aurelia’s brutality, as she was sure to come out all guns blazing to cement her words. I cooked poached eggs, bacon, quick pan-fried paella with chorizo sausage and toast. I made coffee and added orange juice to the tray and then took it upstairs.

    I looked in on the bedroom Aurelia was in last night and she wasn’t there so made my way to the master bedroom. She was sat up with Grace in bed waiting. I could see immediately by the look on Aurelia’s face that she was waiting for the slightest fuck up before she would unleash on me. Fear started to rise in me and I was shaking as I placed the tray down.

    Grace smiled at the array of items on her breakfast tray but Aurelia was in another place and wanted to make her point. She passed the tray over to Grace and got out of bed. She then kicked me hard in the balls and as I rolled over in agony literally stamped on my head. I was in immense pain.

    “Where the fuck is the salt, you stupid idiot?” Aurelia shouted.

    I crawled towards the door as her foot lifted and once I was able to get to my feet went to the kitchen to retrieve salt, pepper, red sauce, brown sauce and even mayonnaise. I didn’t want to get caught out twice.

    I entered on my knees and crawled across the floor to present the items to Aurelia who snatched them off me, clearly pissed off I had gotten everything in one trip.

    “Close your eyes slave.” Aurelia ordered and I did so waiting for a slap that didn’t arrive. I heard some eating and chomping until around five minutes later she added, “Ok open them again.”

    As I opened my eyes Aurelia threw salt in them which burned like hell. I screamed and threw my face into my hands then leapt instinctively into the en-suite to rinse the salt as quickly as I could. I was in there for a good ten minutes before the pain subsided to something manageable. My eyes looked like shit.

    They were still laughing when I crawled back in.

    “That was fucking intense Aurelia. What made you do that?” Grace asked.

    “Oh no reason in particular I just thought it would be fun.” Aurelia said before adding, “You look fucking terrible slave. Go and get my crop from the corner there.”

    This day was turning into a hell on earth. If she kept this up I would be in hospital before lunch. I retrieved the crop and prepared myself.

    “Who the fuck said you could use our bathroom bitch?” Aurelia shouted.

    “No one goddess. I am truly sorry.” I replied knowing it was senseless to argue.

    “Right I am going to whip you until you bleed and after each lash I want you to thank me and tell me you love me.” Aurelia looked into my face with an evil glint to reflect her words of the night before.

    As each lash came down, and they were sadistically hard, I screamed then thanked her and then finally told her I loved her. When she finished she sprinkled more salt into the wounds on my back leading me to more screaming and tears.

    Aurelia finally said, “Ok fuck off now slave, I am bored with you. Get ready for work and take the tray down and clean everything up.”


    As Aurelia and Grace departed outside her office they spoke briefly of plans for the Masqued Ball during the night ahead. They had booked some waitresses and cooks for the food and drinks, which likely meant I would be the entertainment again. As Grace left, Aurelia kissed her and sighed again then we entered her office.

    “I am really in a bad mood now slave. I hate leaving my love Grace and having to look at your ugly fucking face, it makes me feel positively sick. What do you think I should do to lift my spirits?” Aurelia asked.

    She was serving me heavy doses of anti-love now almost continuously. Was she trying to prove a point to me, or herself? Either way she was putting huge amounts of focus into trying to destroy the feelings I had shared with her yesterday. I think the thing that shook her most is she knew there was truth in what I said, how much only I knew for sure. The thing I couldn’t shake though was to what extent did she want me to love her? And what would that mean?

    “I am sorry I offended you goddess. Perhaps it I serve as your foot stool under the desk you won’t have to look at me anymore?” I asked

    “You would like that wouldn’t you slave. Laying down there sniffing my perfect feet and blowing your load over and over. Well no fucking chance, at least not with me. I might have you sniff the team’s feet, I hear they offered yesterday and you declined. That’s not being a team player is it slave? Anyway, what do you think I should do with you to amuse myself?” Aurelia got back on point.

    “Please goddess, not the crop my back is still wet with blood and so sore.” I pleaded.

    “But I thought you loved me. If you really loved me you would suffer unconditionally like you offered. Are you now telling me you lied?” Aurelia eyed me suspiciously knowing I was trapped.

    “I said I love you goddess not your punishments.” I said in a submissive tone.

    “But they are as one slave. You love me you love everything I am and everything I do including making you suffer.” Aurelia seethed.

    Reluctantly I removed my jacket and shirt and turned to bare my back to Aurelia. I was dreading more crop lashes but knew it was the only way I could convince her that I did indeed have feelings for her. I was determined to break through the hellish exterior to see the person within even if it near killed me.

    “Fucking hell slave I did a good job on you this morning, didn’t I?” She laughed before adding, “But I am sure we can improve on that a little.”

    Moments later I felt the first lash across my back. The pain was fierce, racking my body and I shouted to release the tension.

    “Doesn’t love feel so wonderful slave?” Aurelia snarled.

    Then another lash, the wounds were opening up again and I could feel the trickle of blood down my back. I screamed again.

    “Ah love’s sweet song. Tell me again how much you love me slave.” Aurelia said condescendingly.

    “I love you Aurelia and I will stand this pain as long as my body will allow to show you that.” I said defiantly.

    “You fucking cunt!” Aurelia screamed and lashed me three times in succession.

    The pain was all over my mind now and I collapsed forward barely conscious. I placed my hands on the floor and pushed myself up for one last act of resistance.

    “If this is what you want Aurelia then I will submit to you unconditionally but you won’t destroy the feelings I have for you.” I said.

    The words were barely out of my mouth when the crop came down again and everything went dark.

    When I came to Beth was in the room with Aurelia.

    “What the fuck have you done to him Aurelia?” Beth shouted adding, “He is a fucking bloody mess. We can’t afford to start getting doctors involved, you crazy bitch.”

    “Well he deserved it.” Aurelia said resolutely.

    “What the fuck did he do to deserve this exactly?” Beth asked now fronting Aurelia.

    “He disobeyed and undermined me.” Aurelia said trying to think of something to say that would avoid the truth.

    “For fuck sake, if you are going to near kill him for simply disobeying you then you won’t have a slave at all. I told you to teach him a lesson not strip all the flesh off his back within three fucking days!” Beth said.

    Beth started inspecting the wounds more closely as I drifted in and out of consciousness.

    “Go get Allegra, she was trained as a doctor in her first degree. She will know what to do. Quickly!” Beth ordered and Aurelia left the room.

    Though I was barely conscious I lay there with my eyes closed trying to block out what pain I could. Certain areas of my back were numb and I guessed Beth was right to be worried.

    Thinking I was still unconscious Beth ran her ringers through my hair and brushed my cheek.

    “I wish I could hate you Chris but I can’t.” She whispered. “Hang in there for me.”

    My heart warmed on hearing Beth’s words, in some ways I wish I could have acknowledged them but I was lost in pain and darkness. Anyway, Beth was still torturing Nicola who I loved dearly so how could I feel anything other than animosity towards her. Then there was Aurelia who I had half died for just to show her I had feelings for her. My life was a fucking chaotic mess of love, anguish and confusion for three beautiful dominants. I just didn’t know what I felt anymore and then everything went black again.


    It was lunchtime when I came fully back to consciousness. Allegra, Beth and Aurelia were in an office, which they had made up as a temporary medical room. I could smell medicines and antiseptic skin creams in the air so guessed that Allegra had been treating my back.

    As I awoke Allegra stuffed two tablets in my mouth and ordered me to drink water.

    “Those are pretty strong painkillers slave so it should ease the pain for at least eight hours. I have also used antibiotic cream and antiseptic while you were out to ensure you don’t get an infection. The wounds should heal in around 48 hours and I suggest you don’t put too much pressure on your back until then.”

    Beth then followed up, “I don’t know what the fuck you did to earn this slave but I am sure you deserved it. I hope the pain you are now feeling demonstrates what pissing me off leads to. And just in case you hope to use this in your favour let me tell you that nothing has changed, you will still serve Aurelia as her personal slave. That said we don’t want to kill you, well not just yet anyway, so I have asked Aurelia for assurances that she will ensure you make a full recovery before she steps up your suffering again.”

    I smiled inside hearing Beth put on her typical bitch front, as it was her earlier words that kept ringing in my ears.

    The three women stepped away and whispered quietly to each other for around ten minutes before Beth said, “Well I need to go and rally the team to get the Turner & Lewis Partnership presentation done otherwise we won’t make the ball later and that will piss everyone off. Aurelia, I will leave this with you and your team. Allegra, let’s go.”

    Allegra and Beth then disappeared.

    Aurelia stood by me staring at my face, “You stupid fucking idiot. Why did you push me so?”

    “Because deep down somehow I love you and I could not let go of that.” I said softly.

    “You can’t love me slave. I won’t allow it.” Aurelia said angrily but defensive.

    “You cannot deny my love goddess no matter what you do to me.” I said defiantly.

    “Don’t push me slave just because you are in a bad way. I am not like the others I will not hold back, I don’t have the restraint they do.” Aurelia warned.

    “Then let go goddess. I don’t care what you do to me as long as I get to see the real you at the end of it.” I said.

    “What makes you think this isn’t the real me? I told you before loving me would be hell on earth for you and that the well goes deeper than you can handle.” Aurelia threatened.

    “Even the deepest wells have water at the bottom. All I ask you is to let me drink.” I smiled warmly.

    “You fucking mad cunt. You just don’t know when to quit do you? Well fuck you!” Aurelia screamed and ran out quickly looking distressed.


    I must have gone to sleep again as when I woke and looked at the clock it was 3pm and Sophia, Laura and Julia were in the room with me.

    Julia was rubbing my hair trying to offer some kind of sympathy whist Laura had her dirty grey nylon feet perched in front of my face. It was the same pair she had on yesterday and frankly they stunk.

    “Thought you needed a pick me up slave so I brought my stinkiest feet along to give you a boost. Here why don’t you have a sniff?” Laura insisted.

    Laura then carefully cupped her nylon toes around my nostrils so as not to put undue pressure on my face but block off any chance of avoiding her scent. She then smiled at me wickedly as I involuntarily took the smell in.

    “That’s two days of gym now given you declined yesterday and I work out harder than any of the pussies in this office.” Laura said proudly her hazel green eyes sparkling behind the wisps of blonde curly hair covering her face.

    The smell shot through my system nursing out what little sexual arousal I was capable of against the backdrop of the pain in my back. I groaned with the pleasure, as I lay there dizzy with the painkillers still clouding my head.

    “That’s better slave. I was disappointed yesterday when you declined my advances, now I see it’s just that they weren’t quite stinky enough for you.” Laura chuckled at her own humour.

    “Hey bitch. That’s not fair, he should be sniffing my feet.” Sophia said feeling put out that Laura had stolen a march on her.

    “Get to the back of the queue bitch. This foot whore is learning his true place under my feet.” Laura threatened.

    “Stop fighting you two. Can’t you see he is still in a lot of pain?” Julia said still rubbing my hair.

    “Well looking at that boner in his pants I would say he is feeling a whole lot better already Julia.” Laura said proudly, looking at Sophia and poking her tongue out mockingly at her.

    “Bitch.” Sophia muttered under her breath.

    “Give him a little rub Julia. You know down there, instead of on his head.” Laura suggested.

    “What do you take me for Laura? I am not some kind of prostitute you know.” Julia replied rather prudishly.

    “Oh come on, I am not asking you to suck it. Just give it a little rub through his trousers. I promise you it will help him feel a whole lot better especially with my feet in his face. Don’t be so stuck up.” Laura goaded.

    Julia looked at Sophia for advice but she just rolled her eyes feeling put out she wasn’t leading me on. Julia decided to just try a little tease to see how I would react and placed her hand around my hard on and squeezed.

    Anticipating this Laura leapt on the opportunity and said, “Take a big sniff now foot bitch. Swallow that gorgeous aroma and submit to its power over you. You know you can’t resist. I am too fucking gorgeous and you are too fucking weak.”

    The humiliation was leading me on automatic dance and my mind followed her orders with docility. My cock started throbbing in Julia’s hand.

    “Fuck I just felt it throb Laura. It’s massive.” Julia declared with surprise.

    “Of course you did, look at me, who wouldn’t bow down to my attentions. I am fucking beautiful. He will be under my spell completely after this.” Laura claimed triumphantly.

    Sophia tutted and crossed her arms as she started sulking.

    “Oh come on, Sophia. Don’t be such a sourpuss. Come up here and give me a hand bitch.” Laura said.

    Sophia realising she was acting a little childish approached and said, “Your bitching is good but my verbal humiliation makes yours look like an entry level novice.” She was trying to claw back her superiority over Laura. Their competitive instincts were in full flow now.

    “All right bitch, then show me what you got!” Laura challenged.

    “Ok. Listen and learn.” Sophia said lowering her voice and adding seductively, “Listen, you pathetic foot sniffing cunt. That smell in your nose is life giving. It is all you ever hoped for and all you’ll ever need. It has complete control of all your senses as well as your soul. Feel it’s awesome unforgiving power as it strangles your heart and wrestles your resistance to the ground. Embrace the shame as you realise this is all you are and all you will ever be, a worthless sub-human dog to foot stench.”

    “Fucking hell bitch that was pure poetry.” Laura proclaimed as I writhed in pleasure.

    Julia pumped my cock twice with firm grasps and Sophia smiled with a sense of empowerment and self-satisfaction. “I am the queen of bitch training. I was born to subordinate weak men.” Sophia added.

    Just then there were footsteps coming towards the room and Laura took her feet away from my face and Julia returned her hand to the side of my head. As Aurelia stepped into the room the three women looked a little flustered and unprepared.

    “What’s going on in here?” Aurelia asked.

    “Nothing we are just keeping an eye on him like you asked Aurelia.” Laura responded.

    “I am not stupid Laura. Just don’t do anything that will cause me more grief ok?” Aurelia said.

    Seeing Aurelia in the room it looked like she was in soft focus due to the effect of the strong painkillers. I wanted to speak with her and follow up on our earlier conversation, I was just starting to break through and didn’t want her to regress back to the hard-core bitch I know she can be.

    “Aurelia, can you stay so we can talk?” I asked.

    Aurelia stormed up to me and said, “I have nothing to say to you, you selfish good for nothing piece of shit.” She then spat hard into my face and stormed out.

    That went well I thought to myself at the same time that Laura laughed and said, “I see you two are besties once again. She really hates your guts slave. I would be real careful what you say next time if you want to make it through the day in one piece.”

    She then leaned over to me and whispered, “So tell me would you like my stinky feet back in your face?”

    I nodded with what little energy and enthusiasm I could muster.

    “Told you I was reeling him in bitches. Beg me then bitch!” Laura added.

    “Please goddess.” Was as much as I could say but that was enough for the ever-keen Laura who propped her feet back up on the makeshift bed and into my face nestling her toes around my nostrils. “Come on then Julia and Sophia let’s send this weak bitch to heaven.”

    The women then gathered round me and between them forced a strong warming orgasm from my loins briefly taking all my pain away and sending my mind into a cluster of sparkling lights. The combination of Laura’s scent, Julia’s hands and Sophia’s verbal assaults was more than I could resist.

    Seeing my body cramp and twist as I came together with my loud groaning and bright red face had them high fiving and cheering like a team who had just won a cup final.

    “Now you know how good it is bitch you will be begging for more every day! Well you are going to have to work hard to earn our attentions next time.” Laura said.

    She was probably over-playing her hand so soon. Aurelia had been working on me for much longer and had an insight into my soul that meant she could pretty much take the hand of my mind and lead it wherever she wanted. This mental coupling we had shared though had started to unravel us both as I clung more and more to her entrapment and she started to realise my affections were more than she could handle.

    “Yes goddess. Thank you.” Was all I said as I drifted off into another uncomfortable sleep.


    When I awoke for the final time it was nearing six o’ clock and Aurelia was standing in front of me alone. As I started to open my eyes she addressed me instantly.

    “Right, don’t say a fucking word slave. Grace has gone back to get the house ready for tonight’s party and I am going to take you home in a taxi. I don’t want any more of your mind-fucking to spoil my night so keep it shut ok?” Aurelia was almost pleading but in a very angry tone.

    “Ok goddess. I don’t want to upset you again.” I said half awake.

    “See there you go already. You can’t upset me, you have no fucking power over me, you conceited ignorant wanker. If you were even halfway able to survive another beating I would be all over you right now. JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!” She screamed.

    I didn’t answer. Aurelia called a taxi and we waited together in the foyer by the main office door. When it arrived, she led me out though insisting I carry myself as she wanted the minimum contact possible with me. She sat in the front and I the back. We exchanged no words and a healthy dose of rudeness to the taxi driver ensured he didn’t try polite conversation again after his first attempt.

    When we arrived, she threw a twenty at the driver and said to me, “Ok fuck face in you go.”

    I could see the taxi driver shaking his head as I got out partly from Aurelia’s rudeness and partly to me for sucking it up. I decided to let it slide and got out to follow Aurelia up to the door.

    Once inside Aurelia led me up to the spare room I had slept in the night before and placed a cold compress mat on the bed so I could lie on my back. She then reluctantly helped me onto the bed and removed my clothes before insisting I position myself comfortably.

    “Ok are you comfortable, slave?” Aurelia said begrudgingly.

    “Yes goddess, thank you.” I replied.

    “Well tonight you will stay in this room. I have discussed your place with Beth and we have agreed that instead of you providing entertainment for us downstairs as we planned you will remain here tied to the bed and blindfolded. Everyone has been told that pain is off limits for tonight but everything else is ok so expect plenty of visitors. I may even make your evening with a visit of my own though I must say the thought sickens me at the moment.” Aurelia scowled.

    I looked into her eyes searching for the truth behind that last comment but I had nothing like the mind reading skills she had. She looked cool, calm and calculated in her manner.

    Being left with no other option I said, “Do I really sicken you goddess?”

    Aurelia then shouted, “Oh fuck off!” and exited through the door slamming it on the way out.


    Grace and Aurelia arrived a little before eight o’clock and tied my arms and legs to the four corners of the bed. The binds were tight enough to ensure I could not undo them but loose enough to allow me some movement to stay comfortable. Aurelia’s binding skills meant she could pretty much adapt to any given situation using ropes.

    Grace then sat on the bed and whispered, “Your whore is going to be here tonight and I am going to make sure she gets a more than healthy dose of punishment and humiliation slave. I will also be coming here to fuck you over when I fancy it. Have fun.”

    “What are you saying to him?” Aurelia asked.

    “Oh, just that I am going to come visit him tonight and fuck with him.” Grace answered.

    “Well what if I want you with me instead love?” Aurelia asked.

    “That’s easy you always get first dibs lover.” Grace blew her a kiss.

    Just as Grace was placing the blind around my eyes I asked, “Could I maybe please have some food goddess?”

    Aurelia then stuffed her used pantyhose from the day into my mouth and said, “Suck on those, bitch. It’s all you are getting from us tonight.”

    The two ladies then left laughing as I lay there in the darkness blinded and listening for the start of the party.


    Time was difficult to discern for me lying there in the darkness but I did hear lots of music and talking going on downstairs. It actually sounded like a great party and I was regretting not being down there with them even if abusing me would have been the focus of their entertainment. It must have been close to an hour before my first ‘guest’ arrived.

    There was a knock on the door and when I called out through the nylons “Hello who is there?” it opened and someone walked in.

    I felt them sit on the bed but they didn’t speak, though I heard a light giggle and tried desperately to make out who it was. “Hello” I repeated through the nylons but no answer came. It was at this point I realised identities were secret at a Masqued Ball and hence why I was blindfolded. I then felt my binds being pulled like they were testing how secure they were.

    I then felt their finger start to make traces on my face. It was quite ticklish and I started to move my head to ease the discomfort. I then felt their finger stop on my chin and pull down as if to signal for me to open my mouth. Thinking pain was off the agenda I did as instructed and felt the fingers extract Aurelia’s nylons from my mouth before depositing a large amount of what I believed to me spit inside. Once I had swallowed the spit the nylons were stuffed back in.

    The mysterious woman’s finger then started running down my side gently ticking my armpit and waist below my rib cage. I was very ticklish there and sensing that they did the same on the other side to double the torture. I started giggling and heard them chuckle. Again, I could not make out who it was as my giggling meant I couldn’t hear them above myself.

    I then felt the fingers trace around my crotch encircling my genitals. My waist stiffened as I became aroused and they pinched the head of my cock gently in between their fingers. It started to enlarge before they flicked the end hard to make me wince. “Ow.” I said.

    “Hush.” Came the reply and I felt a finger on my mouth.

    The next I knew the mysterious woman got up and exited without saying anything.


    Guest number two arrived about twenty minutes later and as they sat on the bed I felt it bow a little making me guess that they were quite tall and athletic most likely Allegra or someone from her team I thought.

    There was a little rustling of clothes before they climbed back on the bed. I felt the bed bow either side of my head like they were standing above me. I then felt the nylon being removed from my mouth once more before a warm damp feeling embraced my face. I squealed slightly as I could feel that this was one of their pussies. As it started gliding up and down my face I offered my tongue towards it and heard a subtle groan. It did sound deeper than normal, which reaffirmed my suspicions this was one of Allegra’s team or her.

    I took discrete sniffs as it continued to glide across my face, the scent was sweet but anonymous. I decided to push on with the attentions of my tongue to see if I could secrete more pleasure noises and as I did the groans got louder. This went on for a while until the noises where becoming quite loud. There was then a pause and the noises reduced significantly in volume like they were being muffled.

    I thrashed my tongue relentlessly into the sweet pussy and sucked hard on their clitoris at the top until I felt their legs clench hard around my head. There was a loud muffled scream and then they relaxed. Not a second after they carefully stepped off me to ensure no pressure was mounted on my chest and back then I heard the rustle of clothes, as they got dressed. I then felt a soft brush on my cheek before the door opened and they exited.


    Almost as they exited someone else entered and there was an exchange of giggles but given they were mixed up it was difficult to separate them. I heard the two clunks on the floor like shoes were being removed before the stranger sat on the bed next to me. I then felt Aurelia’s nylon being pushed back into my mouth.

    Moments later I felt my nose being encased in a warm wet nylon like fabric. Curiosity got the better of me and I took a sniff. Fuck they smelled strong I thought. There was then a little muffled chuckle, which I couldn’t discern. I was getting frustrated now that I couldn’t tell any of them apart. However, this time I knew by the pungency it had to be someone with bad foot odour.

    As I continued to sniff their foot I started to get aroused and moaned, they in turn did the same. As my sniffing and excitement went on I could feel them shuffling on the bed as though they were playing with themselves.

    When I paused briefly I heard a low dissenting hum of disapproval and a tap on my cheek from what I assumed was their other foot so continued sniffing. It wasn’t long before their moaning and movement increased, as did my arousal. If they had layered on some verbal humiliation I think I would have beaten them to it but they finished again with a muffled scream a little before I could.

    I was now left hanging with a huge erection whist they gave a muffled giggle and got off the bed. There was then a little delicate running of their fingers around my cock end, which ensure it stayed attentive and upright before they giggled again and left.

    Well whoever that was I thought they would at least leave the party happy. I was however feeling very frustrated.


    It seemed like ages before I had another guest. This time the door opened suddenly like they were in a rush and then was hastily pushed to. I could have sworn it was then locked but I wasn’t sure as I couldn’t remember there being one on the door.

    They sat down on the bed and I heard a very strange muffled voice say, “Don’t worry I won,t hurt you.”

    It was almost alien like they had some voice distorting device over their mouth so I didn’t have a clue who it was. I also still had the nylons in my mouth so couldn’t reply.

    I then felt my face being caressed with a warmth and tenderness I almost forgot. I pushed my face to the side to embrace the hand, which pressed back gently. I then felt the restraints being tested again so whoever it was could be sure I couldn’t move. My blindfold was then adjusted to ensure I couldn’t see though that was fairly pointless as the room was quite dark and the blindfold was well secure in the first place. Whoever this was, was being cautious.

    There was then a silence in the room like they were looking at me but I couldn’t be sure. They then shuffled down the bed and to my enormous surprise started to gently stroke my cock. I tried to muffle out some words but it sounded like gobbledegook. Nevertheless, the stranger still told me to hush in their alien like voice.

    The next thing I felt was a warm wet feeling around the shaft of my cock, which I was convinced, felt like their tongue. Immediately I knew it was Nicola and tried to call out again but it was still too muffled to hear and I got another hush followed by a suppressing hand on my stomach. The licking then carried on up and down my cock as I got more and more aroused. I tried to move my hands to touch her but they were firmly restrained.

    I then felt their lips cup around my end and they started licking and sucking putting my senses into overdrive. This went on for a few minutes until I was feeling highly aroused and my cock was throbbing gently eager for a full embrace of pleasure. The licking then stopped and I heard a rustling of clothes being removed. The strangers’ breathing was heavy at this point like they were also aroused.

    They then got back onto the bed and straddled me around the waist. My erect cock could feel a gentle tantalising of wet warmth just hovering above it. I felt a soft blushing against my cock and low moaning (again in an alien tongue) as they teased themselves and me at the same time. This went on for close to five minutes or so as my arousal continued to build. I moaned through the nylons, as did they through whatever was muffling their voice.

    I then felt their pussy plunge down firmly and deeply around my shaft all of a sudden and my whole body went stiff with pleasure. What discomfort I could feel in my back was more than compensated for by this amazing sense of ecstasy. The stranger then started gentle bouncing up and down on my cock while they gently brushed my chest. I was feeling amazing but also a little insecure as it just didn’t feel like Nicola.

    As they bounced up and down we moaned in unison and the pace increased. I gripped onto my binds as the feelings started to overwhelm me. Faster and faster they went until I was at the point of no return I clenched my hips and thrust upwards hard as my cock exploded into raptures I then heard them scream hard into their muffle and our crotches interlocked into a sweet embrace before we both collapsed into a post-climax warmth.

    The stranger sat on top of my cock for as long as it took my erection to abate and withdraw from within her. I felt a steady flow of drips hit my stomach, which I knew to be tears but heard no sobbing. I tried to call out again but only felt a finger touch my lips.

    I then heard a faint barely audible whisper in the strange muffled voice, “You have my heart Chris and I love you, more than you can ever know.”

    They then got off me as quick as they had entered, placed the nylon gag in my mouth, dressed themselves and me then exited.


    I was feeling somewhat overcome by what had just happened. Surely it was Nicola but it just didn’t feel like her and anyway she would be trapped downstairs with the others especially without Yuki and myself. But if it wasn’t her who the hell could it be?

    Beth or Aurelia would be the most obvious guesses but it seems almost impossible that either would go from their current view of me to that in such a short space of time. I then remembered what Beth said to me earlier today about not being able to hate me, but love was a big stretch from that. Aurelia too had persistently put me off trying to show her affection to the extent that I could hardly move now so why would she all of a sudden do that.

    I then went through all the others one by one and confirmed it must be a practical joke. Someone is just fucking with me. They are probably laughing about it downstairs right now. But then what of the tears? I desperately wanted to escape so I could go down and find out who it was but I could barely move with my back and restraints.


    I lay there thinking over and over until there was more commotion outside. A short while later some women entered, exactly how many I couldn’t be sure but there were multiple footsteps.

    There was then a lot of pulling of my restraints and blindfold to ensure I was secure before I felt hands around my chest and cock. The intensity of the last stranger was such that it was taking time to get aroused again but slowly and surely it started.

    I then felt what I took to be a whole bunch of feet hit my face and neck before my cock was taken in hand. There was a little murmur of disgust as the stranger playing with my cock reacted to the wetness produced by my last encounter. It only dissuaded them temporarily though as they started pulling down hard on my cock in rhythm to the sniffs I gave their feet.

    They really had my whole faced covered. There was a mix of quite strong and sweet-smelling toes. It appeared all had washed either this morning or just before the party but maybe someone had some gym time in the middle. It wasn’t long before I was fully erect and the seductive foot smells were driving me towards another orgasm. When I finally exploded there was a number of giggles before they got up and left me lying there.


    I waited for more surprise guests but none came. I had kind of enjoyed this little foray and it was a lot better than having my skin ripped off with a crop for sure. I was disappointed the night was over when I heard the music die down and people start to leave.

    After the house fell silent. I heard Grace and Aurelia coming up the stairs a little after and then enter their bedroom. I was rather hoping they would have freed me before they went to bed but it seemed like I would need to rest as I was. Perhaps they had too much drink and forgot, or maybe Aurelia just wanted to leave me like that to teach me a lesson for pushing her buttons. Either way I replayed all the visits I had that night over and over trying to guess who each one was until I fell asleep.


    The next day I was awoken by Grace as she removed my blindfold and restraints. I moved around a little to get some movement back into my body then felt the pain again in my back. Grace had already anticipated this and forced two painkillers in my mouth followed by a glug of water. It was administered roughly and with little feeling but at least I got them.

    “May I go to the bathroom please goddess?” I asked.

    “Quickly” Grace said in reply. She was mad at me for something though I did not know what.

    As I went out into the corridor towards the communal toilet I caught sight of Aurelia who wasn’t expecting me. She quickly turned and dashed back into her bedroom like she was avoiding me. I made my way to the toilet and then returned to my bedroom not wanting to antagonise Aurelia again after yesterday.

    Grace was sat on the bed. “You will clean the house top to bottom today we left all the shit from the party for you to sort out. Don’t try anything or we will know. Tomorrow however you will be back to work. You can starve for today as punishment for your horseshit slut of a girlfriend. If I even think you have eaten I will take our crop and open up your back in a minute.”

    I nodded to show Grace I understood wondering what Nicola had done to upset her so before adding, “Is goddess Aurelia ok?”

    Grace eyed me suspiciously, “What the fuck does that have to do with you slave?”

    “Oh, I just saw her when I went to the toilet and she didn’t look so well.” I said on the spur of the moment.

    Grace gave a little sigh of relief like she was expecting something else then said, “Probably just a hangover. Anyway, mind your own fucking business and get cracking on the cleaning bitch.”

    She then left and I heard them both descend the stairs and leave for work.


    I was truly alone for the first time since Monday morning. Though I felt a sense of freedom I also could not shake the threat that if I fucked up it would be curtains for me. I was still very sore as I walked around the house looking at the mess left behind from the prior nights entertainments. I figured there was about three to four hours work to get everything back perfectly which left me plenty of time for some breakfast and a rest later.

    As I picked up my trousers and put them on I felt the all too familiar lump of my phone in the pocket, which gave me an idea. I looked at my watch and could see it was still a little before eight. If I called Nicola now I should reach her before she went into the office to meet Beth.

    I called from my bedroom just in case someone came through the front door and caught me unawares. My head dropped when she didn’t answer as I felt I had missed my opportunity. Damn if only I had called a few minutes earlier as Grace and Aurelia had left. Then I got a text bleep.

    “Is that you?” The message said.

    “Yes, can you speak?” I replied.

    The phone then started ringing and I quickly picked up.

    “Hello Chris?” Nicola said.

    “Hello Nicola. How are you?” I asked.

    “Pretty fucking pissed off but hanging in there. Beth is being such a bitch, she really sees me taking you from her as a major betrayal and will not ease up one bit. She’s just so strong. Even when I stand up to her and you know I can be a bitch myself when I want to, she just launches at me and I end up backing down. I can’t discuss it now but I am forming a plan Chris.” Nicola said.

    “I really miss you Nicola. Aurelia and Grace are really fucking my head up. I need to get away quickly I am not sure I can stand it much longer.” I said feeling sad and nervous that my growing feelings for Aurelia were pulling me apart from Nicola.

    “What are they doing to you Chris?” Nicola asked.

    “I don’t really want to get into it on the call now Nicola but it’s getting in my head. They are trying to get between us.” I answered.

    “Those fucking cunts. I won’t let that happen Chris. There is also something I need to share with you.” Nicola said.

    “Really what is that?” I enquired.

    “I am really leaning heavily on Henrietta at the moment. She is living with me and I am exercising my dominant over her to keep my head together after all day with Beth. It is nothing to worry about, I am not falling in love with her or anything but just wanted to share that with you as we are being open.” Nicola said.

    This gave life to two trains of thought. The first was why was she telling me this if there was nothing in it? That meant that she had some confused feelings as well but I couldn’t deny her a crutch to deal with Beth. Secondly, I felt more guilty that I had declared my feelings for Aurelia. If that got back to Nicola it could be the end of us. I needed to get my head straight and realise what I had with Nicola and not keep putting that in jeopardy but I was so weak to Aurelia’s mind fucking and charms.

    “That’s ok Nicola I understand and know that she will be good for you. I also know you are much stronger than me mentally so will keep control of how things develop.” I said.

    “Yes, I am more worried about you as I know they will prey on your weakness and lead you away from me Chris.” Nicola said firmly.

    I felt pretty low at that comment but deep down I knew she was right.

    “Where are you now Chris?” She added when I didn’t reply.

    “At Aurelia’s house still. They have given me the day off to clean up from last night as an offer of respite.” I said.

    “I heard them talking about it at the party, it sounded really bad Chris.” Nicola said with sympathy.

    “Yes, it was pretty fucked up. Aurelia is just such a loose cannon and overall quite a frightening person to be on the wrong end of.” I said.

    “Why did she do that to you Chris? Sounds pretty excessive.” Nicola asked with curiosity in her voice.

    Panic flashed across my mind and I needed to think of something quick, “Well she keeps fucking with my mind so I did the same thing back to her.”

    Nicola laughed, “Well good for you. Though I suppose not so good for you when she took the crop to your back.”

    Luckily, she didn’t ask anything else about Aurelia.

    “Well look Chris I have to go or I will be late and Beth will have an excuse to lay into me hard from the get go. Take care my love. I will be thinking of you.”

    “Take care of you too. I love you Nicola.” I said with heartfelt emotion. There was a brief pause like she was feeling the words then the phone went down. I didn’t even have the opportunity to ask her about last night in the bedroom together if indeed it was her.
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