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Hi people. I am new to this mousepad, this is an awesome place to share out experiences. So, here I tell my own story, and I think this is the perfect place to
put it.

I was selected to a local university which is about 150 miles away from my home. And my parents asked me to stay in my aunt's place (which is just near the
university) during my university life. I did not have much connection with her before, so felt a bit uneasy at the beginning. About the family background of my
aunt's place is, my uncle visits home once in a month, he is always out of home for his business works. My cousin (aunt's son) was in college hostel
which is about 200 miles away from their home. So, it was only me and my aunt stayed at home most of the time. So, here I will start the way this thing all
started.

First couple of months, I went to the university early morning and came home in the evening, and had a little chat with my aunt before going to bed. One day we
were watching a movie at night before sleeping and it contained some adult scenes. In one occasion the servant boy was massaging the home mistress and I saw
that my aunt was watching it with very carefully. Though I also had a great foot fetish, I tried to hide my likeness in front of my aunt. But at the end of the
scene, for my surprise, my aunt moaned and told me that she also like to have her feet pampered and my uncle used to do it to her and now she is really missing
it. She extended her feet as she told and I was sitting next to her in the sofa. I did not tell anything at the moment, but that was the time I really looked
at her feet with much attention. 'WOW', I told to myself. What an awesome pair of feet. I stared at my aunt feet for couple of seconds and watched the
movie again.

Next morning, while having breakfast, my aunt sat beside me at the table and had a look at me with a different smile in her face. I asked what was the matter
and she laughed. 'Hey, yester night I saw you were staring at my feet, after I told about my likeness to have my feet pampered !!! Is there any particular
reason for it dear?? ' . This sudden question made me rock motionless. I tried to answer but the words did not come out. However I managed to tell that,
' Well aunt you really have beautiful feet, and they really deserve great pampering, and I can see uncle has done his job well. ' She smiled for what I
said and she asked me directly whether I can do that job when my uncle is not there. Internally I was overjoyed, but I was so shy to express my feeling. '
Well aunt, I will give it a try then.' and went for my studies to the university. Whole day long I was thinking about the incident happened in the morning.
And I came home a bit earlier that day. Well guys, that was the day my life got changed. Here is the the best part .. ..

I came to the living room after taking a wash and my aunt was sitting on the sofa, and she did not looked at me at that time. I asked whether she was all
right. Then she turned to my side and, wowwwww, she looked at me with a furious face. 'Hey, you know what, I was thinking about the thing happened today,
well I want to tell you something, you admired my feet in morning don't you? Well that is the result of your uncle being my slave when he is here. I really
wanted to become a mistress and that feeling came in to me when I was in high school. So I married your uncle because he promised me to be my slave forever. I
put your cousin into a far away school because I wanted to be a real mistress at home. Well enough of that, now YOU have to replace your uncle's position
now onwards and be my slave forever until he is here. Do you understand??'

I just listened to her and could not tell or argue about it. I felt that I am already become a slave and ready to do what ever she likes. I admitted that I
will be her slave form now onwards. Well these were her instructions to me.

' Ok, listen to this very carefully, I am not a normal mistress whom you will find around. I really want to be the queen in the house and none is allowed
to do anything without my permission. Even your personal activities. I order you the time to go to wash room to clean your self. And remember, I am not using
the toilet even, DO YOU UNDERSTAND??? It is you, which is going to be my toilet here after UNDERSTAND?? And most importantly, you will be dined at my feet, I
give your food on a plate on the floor near my feet REMEMBER? You will have to lick my feet and soles when ever I will be sitting or until I fall asleep on
bed. I will be not washing my feet with water, regardless of how dirty my feet are. You will have to lick them clean and apply foot lotion on them. And you
noticed the back room, which is always locked?? Well that is the place I use you as my toilet. My toilet pit is your ugly mouth UNDERSTAND??? I want you to eat
my whole waste stuff and drink my pee to the last drop. I will kick your face if you fail to do any of those things. Finally, managing your uni studies is up
to you, but the service to me is the most important REMEMBER. And one more thing, forget about your life, if you mention any of these things with your parents.
Ok, one more thing, you will not drink any water here after remember, I will give a bottle filled with my urinate and that will be the drink you have for the
whole day. NOW, on your knees bastard........................'

Well, from that day onwards, I became the real slave to a living Goddess. I could not attend to the university lectures on time and I had to service my queen
all the time. She forgot that I was a living being and gave every possible sexual punishment you can ever imagine. Now I do not feel my tongue as I have licked
her dirty soles million times. Now I do not feel the taste of anything as i always eat and drink her waste. There are hundreds of marks left behind all over my
body due to her kicking. She used to kick me without a reason and I used to kiss her feet after an every kick. Once in a while a man came to the house and had
sex with my aunt, that fulfilled her sexual desires. I had to go out of the house when my uncle returned home for couple of days. Right after he left the
house, I should be present at her foot steps.

Now I am working as an assistant in a local office where I stay alone in a rent out apartment. It is 50 miles drive to my Goddess (aunt's) place. I was
ordered to visit her every weekend and the treatment from her was so brutal, as I am away from home for 5 days. She put all of her feet into my mouth and
trample me so hard, that was the punishment to be away from her for 5 days.. She slaps me so hard as I dont feel I have a face. And for every punishment she
gives, I have to kiss her soles and feet.

Well guys, today is Friday and tonight I have to visit my Queen. I do not feel the weekend now, as I am under her. I think you enjoyed the life I am having
now, I do not have time to think even about my own life in the future. I will post some more stories of her, if I have time.. Take care folks.
So , you really ate her shit and drank her pee?
Yeah dude.. I had to, I was reluctant at the beginning, but she forced me to. Once I started eating I felt like I lost my taste and smell. Eating her shit was
the harder part. Drinking her pee was alright for me, I really love that taste. My weekend drink is still her pee.
Well is, I do not know from where are you. I am from Sri Lanka (don't know whether you know), those are the common activities of real goddess here, they
deserve much more than that, and they are so strict and all local slaves here know it. That is how you also will be treated if you wish to be a slave for a
goddess here.
No feet are worth eating shit to get to worship them. Did you ever ask her if you could worship her feet without having to eat her shit?
....Ok, you know this story is tagged as NON-FICTION as in TRUE? I'm sorry but, eating shit and drinking pee? You're kidding me, right?

...But if it's true, then... EWWW!
Despite the terrible grammar, I give this story an A+ with two thumbs up, if not for being extremely entertaining and unintentionally funny.
Yeah, for most of people eating shit is so weird. But that is not the best part for me. As I told I had a great feet fetish since my childhood and it grew
bigger and bigger. Then it grew even to try out some extreme fantasies (even to taste shit). At the very first time, it was also a night mare for me, but, I
loved to try out new sexual extremes with her. I think I have mentioned several times that I have licked her soles for million times, and that is an usual case
for an foot licker. I mentioned about what I have tried out except foot licking. My major desire is to get myself under her divine feet, and I enjoy much about
it. I mean I do it in regular basis. Eating her shit is not happening all the time . Anyway, I love the feeling to be a REAL SEXUAL SLAVE for
a REAL bitch like that, and love the feeling of putting my whole life under her feet and control. And again, I think the experience may differ from the way
your mistresses treat you.
ladyfootslave,sorry if I sounded like I am judging you,and I am usually amongst the first to say 'each to their own'.

For me,all of my submissive feelings are all to do with female feet. I want to be dominated and humiliated by females,who would take great delight in having me
kiss,smell,lick,and suck on their stinky feet,and use me for their footrests and footstools,and generally have fun,and make great sport,in putting me down.
(Not literally,though!!)

Also,I would love to actually be their foot servant. I would love to massage their feet for them,and be their pedicurist,as best as I could do that for them.
Also,they wouldn't have to clean their footwear themselves. I mean,why should they,when they have got their very own footboy,to do that menial and tiresome
chore,for them?

I suppose what I am saying,is that my own desires are pretty tame,really.

But then,I am easily pleased!
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In ancient Rome, the general rule was that slaves could be freely tortured. In fact, it was highly recommended that any free man accused of a crime would have his slaves tortured in his place, often to the death, so that a verdict could be reached. That didn’t stop Rome’s elite from torturing the free men and women of their country, though. There were always loopholes in the laws of ancient Rome, and the elite rulers exploited each and every one of them.

If you’re looking for cruel and unusual forms of torture, you don’t have to look any further than ancient Rome. Take, for instance, a torture that was described by both Apuleius ( The Golden Ass ) and Lucian ( Lucius, or the Ass ):
A donkey would be killed, its belly sliced open, and the entrails removed. The accused was then stripped of clothing and stuffed into the animal’s belly. The belly was stitched closed, leaving only the accused’s head outside, preventing suffocation but prolonging suffering.
The donkey’s body was kept in the sun. It would begin to decompose—with the living victim inside being cooked by the heat . Maggots would crawl all over the accused, and vultures would peck at the animal’s decaying flesh. Death, while welcomed, came slowly for the victim of this torture.

Saint Gregory described a heinous torture that was performed on young women by the people of Heliopolis while under Roman rule:
Any virgin who was to undergo this torture was first given to the gladiators. After the young woman was no longer a virgin, she was publicly stripped, and her belly was sliced open, spilling her innards out. Handfuls of barley were stuffed into her, and she was sewn back up—only to be given to wild hogs. She would then be torn apart .

In ancient Rome, the higher your status, the more people you were allowed to bone without consequence. For example, the emperor would get it on with anyone he wanted. A general could make a move on a lieutenant or a common citizen, and soldiers could go after common citizens.
Climbing up the social ladder was forbidden. If a common citizen decided to penetrate an unwilling soldier, the punishment was public castration . If the soldier willingly allowed the common citizen to penetrate him, he would be publicly disemboweled.
These rules, coupled with true love between men, really muddied up the waters. It was easy for anyone to accuse a man of breaking rank or willingly giving in to penetration by a man of lesser status.
The Romans also ushered in the use of the poena cullei , meaning Penalty of the Sack. The criminal was sewn up in a basic leather sack—and drowned, with death being the ultimate goal. The general consensus is poena cullei first appeared in Titus Livy’s History of Rome . In it, Livy describes how Marcus Publicius Malleolus was sewn into a sack and thrown out to sea in 101 BC for killing his mother. Livy’s version of events appears tame compared to later versions of the punishment, which included the use of live animals .
According to Emperor Justinian’s laws from AD 530: “This is not execution by the sword or by fire, or any ordinary form of punishment, but the criminal is sewn up in a sack with a dog, a cock, a viper, and an ape, and in this dismal prison is thrown into the sea or a river…” Luckily, the ancient Romans reserved this rarely given punishment for parricide—killing a parent or other close relative.

Emperor Caligula was just as cruel as old Tiberius. At one point, he had a senator slit open. The senator survived, and Caligula ordered that his eyes be removed. After that, hot pincers were used to take out his internal organs. To add to the degradation, the senator was cut in half and torn to pieces .
According to Roman belief, death was not a punishment, but a release. The torture was punishment, and death was only allowed after a certain amount of pain and terror had been felt.

Some people were meant to suffer longer than others before the sweet release of death. Under Emperor Domitian, Christians were tortured in the most horrific ways.
One of the most disgusting tortures performed involved smearing a Christian in honey and milk. The victim was then nailed into a barrel and force-fed parasite-ridden food. The parasites feasted on the insides the of victim, whose body began to rot inside the barrel. After about two weeks of this torture, the victim would finally die and become a martyr for the Christian religion.

Emperor Nero took delight in having people buried alive . He almost exclusively saved this punishment for vestal virgins who broke their vows of chastity. In one account, Nero forced himself on the priestess Rubria. For her punishment, she was entombed inside a small cave and left to starve to death.
Another torture supported by Nero involved the accused digging his own grave. After it was dug, a stake was set inside the grave. The accused was then bound and pushed into the grave. If his crime were minor, he would be pushed so that the stake pierced through his heart. Anyone convicted of a heinous crime was pushed so that the stake mortally wounded him. He was then left to die in excruciating pain or was buried alive.
Executioners often used animals to carry out their barbarity, as was the case with the cauldron torture. For this particular cruelty, a starved animal, such as a rat, a dog, or a cat, was placed inside a small cauldron. The opening of the cauldron was then fastened to the belly of the accused.
The executioner would hold a flame to the back of the cauldron, making the inside extremely hot. The animal would panic and try to escape. The only soft “ground” for it to dig its way out was through the belly of the accused.

One bizarre form of torture involved stripping a person down and stuffing him into a large, loosely woven basket. The basket was then hoisted up into a tree containing a large, active beehive. The bees were quickly angered, and the person inside the basket was then stung to death .
The accused was meant to suffer in agony for as long as possible. However, there were cases where the victim of this torture died relatively quickly due to being allergic to bee stings.
Ancient Romans loved a good crucifixion. It was at one time the primary method used to tortured and kill countless numbers of slaves.
Crucifixion didn’t always involve nailing the accused to a cross. Sometimes, the accused was stripped, his head was covered, and he was tied down onto a cross or fork. He was then flogged, sometimes until he died.
If the accused was not supposed to die by continuous flogging, the next course of action involved nailing his hands to the cross beam. He was then hoisted onto a planted post, and his feet were nailed to the post. He might be left there to die a slow death, or his thighs might be broken to help speed his end.
In some cases, the accused might be hung upside down on the post. Other times, the executioner had the post driven through the accused’s private parts. The methods used differed from executioner to executioner, with no one set method of crucifixion for all.
Elizabeth spends most of her time surrounded by dusty, smelly, old books in a room she refers to as her personal nirvana. She’s been writing about strange “stuff” since 1997 and enjoys traveling to historical places.

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