Aunt Foot Slave

Aunt Foot Slave
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Working As My Aunt's Complete Foot Slave Published: Jan 24, 2022
You couldn't hold down any job you tried. You were an epic waste of life and could do nothing right. One day your aunt called and said she has a position open and you would be great for. So you happily Agreed Went over to your aunt's house the next day. When you got there she handed you papers to sign. "Consent to slavery? What is this Aunt?" You shockingly asked her.
  "Well you see your a pathetic loser and your parents gave up on you. So you either sign these and become my slave for the rest of your earthbound days or you live on the street like the trash you really are. You should be honored i am giving you a chance to be my complete slave."Aunt said. You signed the papers knowing she was right and you had no other choice. "Thats a good slave now take your clothes off and put this on and lock it." She said as she put a pink chasity device on the desk and slid it to you.
  "You see slaves get no pleasure your lil sad manhood will be locked 24/7 365 days a year and i will hold the key. I might let you pleasure yourself one day if you obey all my demands. But dont get your hopes up.hehehe"She said. You quickly removed your clothes and put the chasity device on and locked it. "Thats a good slave!" Aunt Said as she grabbed your clothes removed your wallet, cell phone from your pockets. SHe then tossed your clothes in the trash. Slaves dont need clothes. You watch as she put your cell phone on the floor and stomps it in her black heels "no phones either" As she smashed the phone to chunks. "Slaves only talk when granted and should only focus on their owner and her demands." She said.
  "Now Start licking Cleaning this heel and suck on the shaft of the heel like the lil cuck you are."She said as she handed you her left heel. You happily agree and start licking the heel clean. Licking all the crud off the bottom bringing a nice spit shine to it. "Awe look at you obeying your master's demands you dont even mind that i stepped in dog shit the other day how does that taste? hahaha not that i give a shit. Get it shit , . . . dog shit? Ahhh slaves have no humor!" She said as she laughed.
  You just continue to clean the heel Enjoying your new life as your aunts complete slave for the rest of your life. What a better life can one ask for you tell yourself.
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So i have a sister Cheryl, 18, who can be very bossy and demanding but its not something I’ve noticed before until she basically made me her slave without me even noticing she was doing it. About a month before she turned 18 our parents went away for a week for there 20th anniversary in the Caribbean. Now the thing you should know about me is that I’m very submissive so i’ll do just about anything anyone tells me to and Cheryl took advantage of that in the week we had together. Since Cheryl was the oldest she was left in charge of the house ergo of me. They left us a grand to spend on food and drink and we had to compromise
If you haven’t read part 1 you probably should
https://akaitheguy.deviantart.com/art/The-Gym-Teachers-Slave-Pt-1-735225555

Also, despite this being a school story everyone’s definitely over 18

Enjoy :)
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Several minutes had passed since the final bell of the day had rung, signaling the end of yet another school day.

The Piggie slowly walked through the spotless halls, leaving the final class of the day behind her and headed for the gymnasium, specifically Miss.Brams office. Her final class, Chemistry, was conveniently located on the opposite side of the massive sch
DAY: 3

It was Sunday. He woke up early in the morning and started preparing for the adventure which lies ahead of him at his goddess's house. He told his parents that he is going to his friend's home and will be returning late. And he was totally ready for another dream to come true. He had decided he will do anything to have her toes inside his mouth. And then he was at her goddess house. He knew that she lives alone. He thought in her 30's she look sexier and beautiful then her 20's counterparts. He knocked to see the goddess at the door.

At once he dropped to his knees and put his hands on the floor. Her queen was wearing flip flops this
Hello all, the main character of this story belongs to Hallowtaker and originates from a series of stories you can find here https://hollowtaker.deviantart.com/art/The-Teacher-s-Nightmare-pt-1-183690616

All the people in this story are over 18, totally, because schools work like that^^

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There sat a quaint town of some size, a place where the wealthy and well-to-do would often visit and live, a lovely spot full of sunshine and metaphorical rainbows. The town, seemingly located somewhere in the United States, was a location where only the best of the b
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Hey everybody. If you've read some of my stories you know I don't waste any time getting right into it. I set things up and explain the situation briefly and then I get right to the stuff everyone here wants to read. I do enjoy the stories on here and there's nothing wrong if the setups are longer or people use more detail. But this is how I prefer to do it.
Anyway this is the first part of a new story. Just a warning that this story will involve some extreme humiliation and it may not be for everyone. And like most of my stories involving male characters this story will also include forced feminization/cross dressing so if that's not your thing you may want to stop reading now.

Circumstances forced me to eventually move in with my Aunt Stephanie and my cousins Kristen and Lauren. I was 18 and just graduated high school. My aunt hired me at the restaurant she owned. The manager was a woman about my aunts age named Michelle. I usually worked nights so that meant closing up with Michelle.

Michelle was an attractive woman with brown hair and smooth legs. She had a thing for wearing heels and skirts and usually nylon stockings. I used to catch her dipping her feet in and out of them and I couldn't help but stare. I had a foot fetish since I was a kid and I didn't even know why. I just found them to be attractive. I never did anything about it or told anyone. I kept it to myself.

But one night I was closing up and Michelle was in the office. She took off her heels and stretched out.
"Oh my feet are killing me!" she said. "I could really use a massage or a foot bath."
"I'll massage them for you." I said it without thinking and was instantly embarassed. I thought she probably assumed I was a freak or a creep. But she smiled and said "okay that sounds great to me. I could really use it."

She sat and did paperwork while I got on my knees and rubbed her aching soles. Her moans of pleasure told me I was doing a good job. "Oh yes. That's perfect. Thank you so much for doing this. You're very good at it."

When it was over she asked if I would do it again for her. I said yes and the next night we worked together I was back on my knees rubbing and massaging her tired feet. Her stockings had their own smell due to the nylon material and wearing heels for hours didn't let her feet breathe too well. So the combination of nylon and sweat made a very strong smell but I didn't comment or complain about it. I asked her not to tell my aunt and she agreed.

Over the course of a few months we built a relationship where she practically expected me to massage her feet after work for her and I did it no questions or complaints. She seemed to notice how much I enjoyed rubbing her feet and eventually asked if I had a foot fetish.

I turned bright red and started stuttering and mumbling. She laughed and said "you do don't you! Aw that's so cute! Adam has a foot fetish!"
I begged her again not to tell anyone and she agreed so long as I kept massaging her feet for her.

Months later I was massging her feet for her and she said "my feet are a little cold. Warm them up with a kiss for me." I couldn't believe my ears. But I kissed her foot once and she giggled. I kissed them again. Every time I kissed them she would wiggle her toes. I kissed her feet for 15 minutes. Then I got bold and decided to lick her sole once. She giggled and said "that tickles."
I continued kissing her feet while she wiggled her toes and giggled. "Why don't you suck on my toes a little too?" she said.
I took her big toe in my mouth and sucked the sweat right out of her nylons. "Oh that feels so good. Hey Kristen, Lauren, did you get all of that?"
"Oh yeah" my cousins said and I turned to see them standing in the doorway. They were recording the entire time with their phones. "Wait until mom hears about this. She's going to have you put away you little freak."

Michelle set me up and now my cousins had proof of what a weirdo I was. They showed my aunt when they got home and she wasn't surprised. "I always knew my nephew was a little creep. Now we have confirmation."

I was afraid she was going to kick me out of the house. My parents were deceased and they didn't leave me any money so I would have been out on the streets. I didn't have any other family or friends I could stay with. So it was Aunt Stephanie's house or no house. I begged her not to and I apologized for my own fetish like I was some pathetic freak who had done the worst thing in the world.

I was very weak for a guy and easy to push around especially when I had something to lose. So I was willing to do anything to stay in her house. And she knew that and used it to her advantage.
"Okay Adam if you're going to live here you will do everything for us. You will take care of the house and do all our chores. You will cook and clean and you will do everything I tell you without arguing or asking. And you will do anything my daughters tell you as well. Think of yourself as a servent with no rights or freedom. Actually just think of yourself as a slave because that's exactly what you're going to be Adam."

I agreed without even thinking twice. "Good slave. We will also indulge your fetish but not for your pleasure, for ours. You will massage our feet when we ask. You will paint our nails for us and do our manicures and pedicures so we can save money at the salon. And if we ask you to do anything else you will do it too."

"What about work?"
"This is your job from now on. Your paycheck and reward is having a roof over your head and food in your stomach and of course the pleasure of serving us. My daughters and I can be quite demanding. Now get to work slave."

I spent the first week doing everything for them. I cooked. I cleaned. I did their laundry and made their beds. I cleaned the house and washed their cars for them. And they took full advantage of the foot massages. I had to massage their feet at least once a day, sometimes two or three times if they wanted. I painted their nails and did their manicures and pedicures. I even clipped their toenails and fingernails for them.

I felt myself getting weaker and weaker as the days passed. I was growing into the role of the slave and I granted every request they made. I even found myself thanking them for making me do their chores or massaging their feet.

After the first week my cousins had a surprise for me. "It's time to play dress up" Lauren said.
"Dress up?"
"Yup. You're going to wear our old clothes."
"The hell I am."
"Then we'll tell our mom you disobeyed us and she'll kick your worthless ass out. And then we'll tell everyone what a loser and a creep you really are. We'll destroy you."
My cousins didn't like me. In fact they hated me. I never understood why but my aunt never really taught them to have respect. They usually walked around like they owned everything. They really believed that they were better than everyone else including their pathetic little cousin. So I knew they were not bluffing. They would destroy me and they'd probably enjoy every second of it.

First they made me go in the bathroom and shave my body. I shaved my arms, legs, and my chest. Then they gave me some lotion to put on so my skin wouldn't dry out. Then they introduced me to my new clothes.

They gave me a lace bra and panties. I stuffed the bra with padding they gave me. Then a black dress and black pantyhose with reinforced toe.
"What a cute girl he makes" Lauren said.
"Yeah we just need to do his make up now" Kristen said.

They sat me down and put makeup and lipstick on me. Then a blond wig. I was so embarassed and humiliated. They laughed and took more pictures and video with their phones. More blackmail material.
"Aw what's wrong Adam?" Kristen said. "You miss Michelle? Don't worry you'll see her soon."

My cousins made me do my chores dressed up as a girl. My aunt got home from work and saw me scrubbing the floors.
"You look ridiculous" my aunt said.
"Oh I agree" Kristen said. "But we're in charge not him. So I say we make him dress up like this all the time. What's he going to do about it? He has to obey us. And every time he looks in the mirror or looks down at his clothes he'll know that we own him. We can do whatever we want to him."
"I like it" aunt Steph said. "But we'll have to take him shopping and get him some real clothes that fit. We'll take him tomorrow. I know a place."

I will continue this as soon as possible. I'm back in school so it may take a little while.
As always, great story concept. I've enjoyed all of your stories, and this one is no exception.
Feet dreams are made of stink...who are we to disagree?
Thank you! And I love your teacher's pet story. I can't wait to see where it goes. You've done an excellent job building it up so far.
I am glad to know you are enjoying my story, as it has the opposite buildup to yours (mine was gradual over a number of chapters, yours jumps right into the action). The nice thing is that you can appreciate my method and I definitely can appreciate yours. For me, as long as the story is engaging then I will like it. And yours have always been engaging to me. Keep up the great work! :-)
Feet dreams are made of stink...who are we to disagree?
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Aunt and Neighbour’s story:

I was at my aunt’s house for the summer vacation. I was sitting in front of the couch, on the carpet, doing nothing at my place. I was between the table and the couch so there was a very little gap in between. Also this couch is a 2 seater but I don’t like to sit on it as it is leather and it sticks to my body in summers so I prefer sitting on the carpet just in front of it.

Like I said it wasn’t the first time me sitting there but this time something interesting took place because of my position. So to continue, I was sitting there scrolling on my phone, when I heard my aunt’s car being parked outside. She had went around 2 hours ago, along her neighbour, to shop for some summer outfits. Being a gentleman, I went into the kitchen to fetch cold water for both the ladies, put the glasses in a tray and went to stand near the main entrance of our house. They came with a lot of bags after a couple minutes. My aunt acknowledges me there, being proud of me kisses me on the forehead. Then she drops the bags in front of me, seeing her do this our neighbour also does the same. Then my aunt clicked her fingers and both the ladies took their glasses from me and went inside.

I collected everything in front of me and went to keep it all in her room upstairs. When I passed the living room, I saw aunt in the kitchen and the neighbour sitting on the couch I mentioned earlier. When I came back after putting everything, I saw she was sitting cross legged with her left white heels on my phone, and right leg dangling in the air. She had these white open heels with very thin silver braided strap. I kept staring at her heel there on my phone for a few minutes, she might have noticed and started looking where I had been staring and saw the phone there, she suddenly pulled her feet up and said “Ohh sorry son, I did not see it there, what is your phone doing on the floor anyway? But I’m really sorry, I hope it is not damaged.” I said “Actually I had been sitting here before you guys came so would have left it lying here only. I don’t think it would have got damaged at all, since you were just resting your feet on it not standing on it.” Saying this I kneeled on the floor on hands and knees to pick it and some other stuff that I had left from earlier on the floor.

While I was doing that, aunt came there and asked neighbour(Reena aunty) to move so she can sit there too. Also, since I was there kneeling on the floor and there was no space for Reena aunty to keep her feet, she tried moving with her legs in air moving rapidly just above me, during that motion her right heel hit on the back of my head so hard that it hurt real bad. She did not even acknowledge it said nothing and kept trying to move to her left. Her heels hit my head, neck and back 4-5 times more during that process. I just kept kneeling there waiting for her to get to position so I can crawl out. Due to her hitting on me I kept going lower towards the floor to dodge the kicks so I ended up lying on the floor on my stomach. Since now I was completely out of way, Reena aunty kept her heel on the floor just an inch from my face on the floor and moved to the position.

Seeing this my aunt said “Are you gonna come out of there now I wanna sit there. Until you plan on giving me a foot massage lying there (with a pout).” I said “I was moving out of your way, but if you want a massage, sure I can give you one.” She happily said “Ok!! Let me sit there on the couch then before you turn your face up” It didn’t hit me until she had put her right black flat sandal on my lower back and was putting pressure on it to stand on me. I couldn’t believe this was happening, my aunt had never trampled me ever in the past. Now she’s standing there, with her full weight on my back, WITH HER SANDALS ON, I was mesmerised by the situation. It was such a relaxing feeling, it felt like a very effective
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