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Pilates (Part 2)
🕑 Added 2023-01-05 08:00:01 +0000 UTCIn the first days, you were living in heaven, Loren always asked for your permission before a foot treatment, there were even a couple of times you told her you were too tired and she took it with a smile, leaving you generous amounts of food and water.
She was gentle, full of empathy, and always washed her feet before treatments.
She didn’t even keep you in a cage, you were on her living room table, she left you the TV turned on while she went to work and other errands, you forgot all about the tiny biting marks you saw the other day, she was gorgeous, her feet were beyond perfect, you enjoyed treating them so much.
You started having thoughts about staying here forever, what more do you need? You get to live your fantasy with a beautiful gentle woman who takes care of you and in return you lick and eat her dead skin, it’s a win-win.
Every day you had a boner after treating her feet, she gave you privacy to cum into a moisturized tissue she threw afterwards. “As long as you don’t do it in front of me we’re ok”, she said, and you liked that arrangement.
But like all good things, you felt it’s decaying.
Both your enthusiasm and her gentle attitude.
It was maybe 2 weeks and you felt like she started taking you for granted.
At first, she stopped asking for your permission, she just placed her feet on the table while watching TV or browsing her phone, one time she even just snapped her finger - although it was extremely humiliating, it was also hot and it gave you an even intensified boner.
Then, you felt like she didn't invest much in washing her feet before treatments, perhaps just using a weak stream of water, there was still a little bit of dirt between her toes, you thought you should say something but you didn’t want to be ungrateful, so you just went on with it.
Perhaps 1.5 months later, she came back from Pilates and without going through the shower, she placed her feet on the table, you watched them from your bed, they looked wet with sweat.
*TIK* She snapped her finger, looking at her phone with a serious face, letting out a long tired sigh.
You didn’t know what to do, it’s too much… You could smell it even from your bed, and it was intoxicating.
*THUD* She hit her heel on the table, she was impatient today, you quickly got up and ran to her foot, you got your tongue out and gave the surface a lick but it was repulsive, you gagged it out and started coughing.
It didn’t look like Loren cares, she kept browsing her phone.
“Uhm, hey, Loren? Loren!” You waved and shouted but she was focused on her phone, you sighed, even the air next to her feet was like being in a humid sauna.
“Lick”, she said assertively, not removing her eyes from the screen.
“But can you please wash them? It’s-“
“Lick”, she said again, making it clear it’s not a negotiation.
Your mouth went dry, she never treated you like that, must’ve been a special kind of bad day, you realized you have to swallow the bitter pill and obey, you went back to her foot and gave it another lick, you made a disgusted face as you got the sweat inside your mouth and strained miserably to pull it down your throat.
It was sticky, warm and gravy, not really edible, you coughed and suffered between licks but Loren stayed indifferent, tapping and browsing her phone with a firm face.
After what felt like forever, she finally pulled the foot you were licking with her hand and checked it out, she made an unimpressed face and stood up.
“W-Wait, Loren, can you please give me some water to wash the sweat down? It’s hard to breathe”.
“No”, she replied casually.
“B-But Loren, what did I do?” You asked in shock, you couldn’t understand her cruel behavior.
“Hmpf” she scoffed and left for the shower, you looked at her walking away and you could swear you saw her smiling when she opened the bathroom’s door.
You just stood there, coughing your throat and desperately trying to get it clear, trying to remember if you did or said anything wrong lately but all you’ve done was worshiping her feet, you never complained…
After going out of the shower she just walked around the house, cleaning and stuff, then eating dinner. You watched her from afar with hope she would leave you some crumbs today but she didn’t, she just went to sleep completely ignoring you.
Taking you for granted is one thing, but torturing you and making you starve is kinda crossing a line…
You weren’t sure if it’s ok to say something when she’s in that mood, you thought to yourself that her dead skin situation is about to be solved soon, there are just few more marks around the upper part of her left foot, you will finish eating it in a few days probably then you’ll just ask her to go home…
Things escalated in a weird unexplained way, today made you worry that at some point you wouldn’t really be able to leave although she promised that the day you became hers.
You went back to your bed and couldn’t sleep for long hours, contemplating about what happened today, worried, eventually fatigue took over and you fell asleep.
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*THUD* you woke up alarmed, quickly sitting down and rubbing your eyes, Loren’s foot was in front of your bed, she hit the table with her heel, she was drinking coffee or something, you quickly got up and approached her foot.
“G-Good morning Loren”, you said in a sore voice, trying to break the ice, but she didn’t respond, just took another sip from her drink and looked at her phone.
You started licking around a dead skin cluster, pushing your tongue hard, trying to sooth and calm her down, then you used your teeth to slowly rip it off then chew and swallow it, you got very good and productive with removing her dead skin.
“Faster, I have no time for you today”, Loren said impatiently.
“Yes, I’m sorry”, you quickly said then pushed yourself harder, quickly grinding your teeth.
“Don’t waste time talking”, she said and took another sip, then placed her drink next to you on the table, you couldn’t help yourself but staring at it, at the cold forming water around it, it’s been a while since she let you drink anything but her foot sweat.
“Are you slowing down? Are you kidding me?” She said and chuckled in shock.
You snapped out of it and quickly turned back to her foot but she pulled it away.
“You know what, if you don’t respect my feet maybe you don’t deserve them”
“N-No it’s not that Loren I swear, I love your feet I’m just a bit thirsty I’m so sorry please forgive me”, you stuttered in panic.
She bent closer, examining you, “yeah? So where is your tiny boner?” She asked in a demeaning tone.
You blushed, “it’s.. it’s just hard when I’m so thirsty”
“Don’t lie, yesterday you drank gallons of my foot sweat”, she accused.
“But… Loren foot sweat is not water, I’m really doing my best here”, you kept defending yourself, she was so hostile, her attitude slowly changed to that in a matter of months and now it’s just too much to handle.
She scoffed and shook her head, then placed her foot back on the table, “ok, continue in removing my dead skin, if you slow down again I’ll leave”
“Yes Loren, of course, I’m sorry, it won’t happen again”, you responded in panic and approached back to her foot, continuing ripping off another piece of dead skin.
She took the glass from the table and continued drinking while being on her phone.
It wasn’t fun anymore, it was an unrewarding extremely hard labor. She didn’t look to enjoy it as well, you started wondering what she wants with you and why she’s acting like that…
She just wants her dead skin removed? So why treat you like garbage… you started crying quietly while grinding your teeth, it could be heaven but her attitude changed so much that it was nothing like the beginning.
You felt like some slave, or even a dead skin removing device, the feet you once adored now looked like an intimidating tyrants, forcing you to work so hard that your jaw and tongue gets sore and numb.
She suddenly giggled and scrunched her toes, sighing after a short laughter. You wanted to ask what happened but apparently you can’t take any breaks since it’s disrespectful or something.
She finally pulled her feet and stood up, still on her phone she took another sip from her drink and went to the kitchen, she emptied what’s left of the drink to the sink. It was so frustrating to watch, she could share even just a drop and it would’ve made you so happy.
You turned back, then you saw the marks her glass left on the table, it was water, you drooled and slowly walked towards it.
Then a shadow formed from above and Loren bent to the table with a tissue in her hand, drying the water marks from the table.
“L-Loren, why! Please, I just want to drink something normal”
She ignored you and threw the tissue, then continued with her day.
Desperately, you started crying with frustration, you’ve done nothing wrong, ever since you are here everything you do is just to make her happy and satisfied, you don’t deserve it.
You just need to finish a few more dead skin clusters and you’ll ask her to release you, she promised she will let you go when you feel like you had enough.
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End of part 2
