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On the way home she stuffed you again in her right heel and made you suffer with her toes.
She made some stops along the way and you knew that because with every step she took your body felt immersive pain ready to burst. Her foot sweat went inside of your eyes, your nose and your mouth and burned you from the inside like. It was horrible.
You got inside her apartment and she removed her heels and you got out full of sweat exhausted lost in your mind trying to digest what is happening.

“Well welcome to your new life foot slave” she said and went to change.

She came back with a sexy shirt and her underwear wearing her filthy flip flops.
You were still on the floor powerless, she stopped and watched you and burst into laughter.

“Hey foot slave come right here now. We have a critical lesson about your whole existence from now on, don’t waste my time.”

You try to walk but you have no energy and you fell down and crawled in all four to her.

“Good slave, good…i told you again at the office from that time i am not recognize you as a human being anymore. You are my obedient pathetic tiny foot slave until your last day.
Your job from now on is to clean my feet everyday and also my shoes using ONLY your tongue and your mouth. I don’t care how filthy it's going to be, I don't care for you AT ALL. You must do as I say. Am I clear until now?”

You trembled in fear in front of her, the woman you loved turned into a sadistic monster you didn’t recognize her anymore.
You nodded and said “yes goddess” while tears flowed all over your face.

“Perfect, your only nutrition source from now on will be my toejam and whatever shit I accidentally stepped on with my feet or shoes, you can call that “food”.
And your “water” from now on is my foot sweat and only that.
If you behave for some time and make a perfect week or month some rewards may be considered given to you such as my spit.
More stuff are going to be included in the future but just wait and see…
By the way when i told you that you can’t eat real food it was a lie just to torture you, i am changing your diet simply for fun. My fun. I want you to know that every time you eat my toejam and drink my foot sweat. Honest above all!” and she laughed.
“Thank me for the gift I am giving you now…bow down and thank your Goddess like she deserves.”

You bowed down and started thanking her and worshiping her.

“This is your new home.” she said and pulled out of a bag a tiny metal cage maybe a little shorter than you and a little more bigger in width.
“A proper tiny slave must a proper cage right? Hahaha!
So every night you go in there to rest for the next day of slavery.”

“Now let's put some new rules.
Rule number one, you can never walk again. Never. You can only crawl on all fours.
Rule number two, you can never talk again unless you are allowed to by me.
Rule number three, you can never look up again.
The only thing you can see is my feet and my shoes.
You are not allowed to see my face again or anything above my ankles.
Even my feet are more than you deserve. So head is always down on my feet.
If you broke any of these three fundamental rules the punishment will be something you can not imagine in your worst nightmares.
GOT IT?”

You heard all of this in shock. In panic. Your whole body wanted to beg her to reconsider, to let you go but you are terrified of her. You said “yes goddess”.

“Okay foot slave from now on your whole purpose in life are my feet, you can look at my face for the last time now i allow it. And then on four and head down.”

You turned your head up watching her beautiful face with a cruel expression on with a smirk.
You love her, this woman was your whole world, you had dreams with her.
And now your whole world are only her feet and her filthy shoes.
How can she be so cruel? You couldn’t believe it or maybe you didn’t want to.

She continued “every time I come home you will clean both the shoes I wore that day and my sweaty filthy feet spotless clean. Everything I say goes.
Anyway that’s enough. From now on your enslavement begins. On your knees, don’t ever look up and don’t make a sound.
Welcome to your new life FOOT SLAVE… clean my sweaty feet now.” She said while she sat on her couch shoving her filthy sweaty feet in front of your tiny exhausted body.

End of Part 7.

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On the way home she stuffed you again in her right heel and made you suffer with her toes.
She made some stops along the way and you knew that because with every step she took your body felt immersive pain ready to burst. Her foot sweat went inside of your eyes, your nose and your mouth and burned you from the inside like. It was horrible.
You got inside her apartment and she removed her heels and you got out full of sweat exhausted lost in your mind trying to digest what is happening.

“Well welcome to your new life foot slave” she said and went to change.

She came back with a sexy shirt and her underwear wearing her filthy flip flops.
You were still on the floor powerless, she stopped and watched you and burst into laughter.

“Hey foot slave come right here now. We have a critical lesson about your whole existence from now on, don’t waste my time.”

You try to walk but you have no energy and you fell down and crawled in all four to her.

“Good slave, good…i told you again at the office from that time i am not recognize you as a human being anymore. You are my obedient pathetic tiny foot slave until your last day.
Your job from now on is to clean my feet everyday and also my shoes using ONLY your tongue and your mouth. I don’t care how filthy it's going to be, I don't care for you AT ALL. You must do as I say. Am I clear until now?”

You trembled in fear in front of her, the woman you loved turned into a sadistic monster you didn’t recognize her anymore.
You nodded and said “yes goddess” while tears flowed all over your face.

“Perfect, your only nutrition source from now on will be my toejam and whatever shit I accidentally stepped on with my feet or shoes, you can call that “food”.
And your “water” from now on is my foot sweat and only that.
If you behave for some time and make a perfect week or month some rewards may be considered given to you such as my spit.
More stuff are going to be included in the future but just wait and see…
By the way when i told you that you can’t eat real food it was a lie just to torture you, i am changing your diet simply for fun. My fun. I want you to know that every time you eat my toejam and drink my foot sweat. Honest above all!” and she laughed.
“Thank me for the gift I am giving you now…bow down and thank your Goddess like she deserves.”

You bowed down and started thanking her and worshiping her.

“This is your new home.” she said and pulled out of a bag a tiny metal cage maybe a little shorter than you and a little more bigger in width.
“A proper tiny slave must a proper cage right? Hahaha!
So every night you go in there to rest for the next day of slavery.”

“Now let's put some new rules.
Rule number one, you can never walk again. Never. You can only crawl on all fours.
Rule number two, you can never talk again unless you are allowed to by me.
Rule number three, you can never look up again.
The only thing you can see is my feet and my shoes.
You are not allowed to see my face again or anything above my ankles.
Even my feet are more than you deserve. So head is always down on my feet.
If you broke any of these three fundamental rules the punishment will be something you can not imagine in your worst nightmares.
GOT IT?”

You heard all of this in shock. In panic. Your whole body wanted to beg her to reconsider, to let you go but you are terrified of her. You said “yes goddess”.

“Okay foot slave from now on your whole purpose in life are my feet, you can look at my face for the last time now i allow it. And then on four and head down.”

You turned your head up watching her beautiful face with a cruel expression on with a smirk.
You love her, this woman was your whole world, you had dreams with her.
And now your whole world are only her feet and her filthy shoes.
How can she be so cruel? You couldn’t believe it or maybe you didn’t want to.

She continued “every time I come home you will clean both the shoes I wore that day and my sweaty filthy feet spotless clean. Everything I say goes.
Anyway that’s enough. From now on your enslavement begins. On your knees, don’t ever look up and don’t make a sound.
Welcome to your new life FOOT SLAVE… clean my sweaty feet now.” She said while she sat on her couch shoving her filthy sweaty feet in front of your tiny exhausted body.

End of Part 7.

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