Chapter 9: End of evening.
As James finished with Faith's last feet, he tumbled from exhaustion. He had licked both of them, entirely. The taste of sweat and dirt didn't vanish from his tortured mouth, even though he was not licking anymore. He shivered. Worst places were obviously the spaces between the toes, where sock lint and foot waste accumulated to create the worst possible smell and savor. What did he do to deserve such misery? He cried. For how long would he have to endure it?
His thoughts were interrupted by his sister.
"Wow," she said, looking at both her feet, "You've done an incredible job!" she laughed cutely. "And... You've even eaten all the filth that was stuck there! Damn, you must really love it, that's so disgusting!" she giggled. "But I'm not here to judge, bro! I'm glad you had a good meal, yummy!" she smiled cutely. "Be sure this won't be your last feast at my feet, I liked it soooo much too... I'll do my best for it to be even nastier next time!" she reassured him, letting him know she wasn't forcing herself to make his fantasy real.
"Hey, don't forget me," said an impatient Yuna. "It's my turn, give me the place!" She smirked, "I want our slave to lick my whole feet too, he'll enjoy it to no end!"
James shared neither of their point of view, but was too weak to even try to answer. He remained still, lying down on the sofa, panting.
"Awhh," pouted Faith with pity. "But he looks so tired, and he's done such a good job with my feet! I know it sounds selfish, but maybe he should rest first? We've put him through difficult situations already!"
"Oh no, I won't let him have any rest!" Yuna said with determination. "You know it's part of his fantasies, to be pushed beyond his limits! You've read the stories!" she exclaimed. "He's just being a lazy slave, and that would deserve punishment more than rest..." she said, aroused. The thought of punishing him again, forcing him to obey her wills... She loved it.
"Yeah, you're maybe right... I was just imagining myself in his situation, but that's not how I should think, I know." she sighed. "Alright Jay-jay! Time for Yuna's feet, I hope you're prepared, you do know from experience they're worse than mine..." she smiled, and stood up to let Yuna the place.
At last! She was so excited. James was going to lick her feet, like the dog she wanted him to be! They were turning him into an obedient pet, a foot-licking slave! She shivered. Her dreams were becoming reality.
She sat down excitedly, got one boot and sock off, and looked down at her ravaged, powerless slave.
