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Chapter 11
A few days later, Roman arrived at his apartment exhausted. He had spent almost fourteen hours at Lady Petra’s house working for her. For weeks the young man had met neither friends nor his family. Meanwhile he dedicated his entire life to these two special ladies. Still, it wasn’t enough for the possessive beauty. Although she hadn’t addressed the subject since then, Roman had of course noticed that her complete acting was only focused on it. Lady Petra wanted to own him.
But Roman also had to think about it all the time. What was he supposed to do? Should he really surrender completely? On the other hand he could hardly imagine a life without Lady Petra and Lady Silke, who had given him some of the most beautiful moments in his life.
Both ladies deserved a personal servant. Silke was even like a goddess to him. Young, beautiful and mostly even kind to him. Although the blonde beauty had only very rarely time for him, this was already worth the many works and duties. Her mother, who was also still very attractive, cast more and more a spell over the submissive man.
The many hours he spent daily in her service had visibly influenced him. She skilfully stimulated him every day for hours with her feet and shoes, in order to take them away from him afterwards.
Meanwhile she was thinking about her feet and shoes all the time. For him, there was nothing more important than being allowed to serve these ladies. But of course he suspected that all this was no longer a game and Lady Petra had a very precise plan for him.
At the same time, two blond ladies were actually talking about him. Silke, who has just returned home, greets her mother in a good mood.
“Hello, Mom. How are you? How is Roman actually doing? The beautiful lady of the house smiles pleased. “Hello my darling. I am fine and Roman is doing very well. I am satisfied with him so far. It won’t take long, then he’ll beg me for it.”
Silke looked skeptically at her mother, who was quite satisfied with herself. “I’m beginning to wonder if we’re not going too far.”
Unbelieving Petra shook her head. “Too far? It was your idea to use his fetish and submissiveness for us. I’m only going on this way consistently.”
“You are right. But in the beginning it was only about a few works that he was supposed to do for us. But what you have in mind with him now…!”
The mature lady smiles cheerfully. “But at that time I didn’t know how submissive and obedient he really is. Besides, I not only enjoy having him as a servant, but I’m really excited about it. His extreme submissiveness excites me in a way I never thought possible before. In his presence I feel like a queen. He gives me the feeling of being something special. I just love it when he obeys and serves me. You also like it when he does everything for you and kisses your feet gratefully, don’t you?”
Reluctantly agreeing, Silke nodded. “Yes, that’s true. But to own him like an object is far more than to let him serve you. Are you really sure that he will like these things that you want to do to him?”
The elegant lady sighed, “Maybe I shouldn’t have told you my vision for our future life with Roman in advance. But believe me, once he’s our property, it won’t matter what he likes or dislikes. That’s what it’s all about. After all, it is his free will that he no longer has any will. We will own him completely and can do what we want with him. In the end, my ideas correspond exactly to his submissiveness. Sooner or later he’ll love his new life. Sometimes you have to force someone to be happy. It may take a while, but once he gets used to it, he will kiss my feet from the bottom of his heart to thank me for showing him his place in life. And if not, I don’t care either.”
A quiet moment later, both ladies burst out laughing.
The next day the young man, still officially registered as unemployed, cleaned and served as usual. Since Silke was at home over the weekend, he had almost no free minute. Almost impudent, both ladies let themselves be served and pampered. All this, of course, in addition to his daily cleaning services.
In the evening, after he had helped both ladies to dress, they decided to go out for dinner. While Petra explained his duties to him during her absence, he knelt before them with his head bowed.
Strictly she spoke to him again. “Have you understood servant? I want everything to be done by the time we get back! Maybe we will go for a drink afterwards, so it may be late. I expect you to still be here in case we still need your services.”
He answered obediently. “Yes, Lady Petra.”
Satisfied, the elegantly dressed lady nodded. “Good boy. When you have done all your duties properly, you may smell my black heels. You know, the very well worn ones that smell strongly of my feet. The ones you love so much.”
When Roman immediately thanked her, Silke shook her head with a grin. “Then you may now wish us a nice evening and kiss our shoe tips!” Of course he obeyed immediately. “I hope they have a pendik escort wonderful evening, adored Lady Petra and adored Lady Sil. It is my honour to serve you.”
Satisfied, Petra nodded. “Good boy. What are you waiting for? Get to work!”
Giggling and amused, the ladies left the house and got into the waiting taxi.
Many hours later Roman had done all the work obediently. Of course, he kept thinking that the two ladies were having a good time while he had to clean up their mess. Meanwhile it was completely natural for him that these women stood above him and that he was lucky to be allowed to serve them. Excitedly he stuck his nose into the smelling heels of Lady Petra and inhaled greedily. While he sucked up the smell for almost an hour, he thought unceasingly what it would be like to be owned by these ladies.
A noise at the front door and two women’s voices abruptly ripped him out of his fetish dreams.
“Roman, where the hell are you? Your Highnesses are back.” By the sound of her voice and the giggling of Lady Sil, the young man immediately realized that both ladies were drunk.
Intimidated he crawled to them in a hurry and greeted them as usual. But as soon as he had lifted his head, both ladies slapped him.
“Who do you think you are? Shouldn’t you greet us on your knees when we enter the house? Are we wasting our time on you? Say, what are we to you?”
Shocked, he stared to the ground. “You are my ladies.” Several hard slaps immediately hit his face.
Even Silke started to get angry. “After all this time, you haven’t even learned to address us correctly. You know exactly what we are to you! And you also know what you are to us! Speak it out! We finally want to hear it now, don’t we?” Without warning Petra kicked him in the balls. “Come on, say it!” Ignoring his pain, she kept kicking him.
Shocked, he cowered on the floor and folded his hands. “Please stop. Please stop. You are my mistresses. Please forgive me.”
Pleased, the two drunken ladies grinned at each other. “Exactly! You see, you know it after all. We’re everything and you’re nothing. You are worth less than the dirt under our soles. And now you tell us what you are for us! Come on, say it!”
Broken and trembling with pain, the young man obeyed. “I am your slave and I’m worth less than the dirt under your soles.”
Petra applauded enthusiastically. “It was about time that you finally said it.” Without warning Silke hit him again in the face. “My mother told me that she had already felt quite offended because you had not addressed her with mistress. Why is that a problem for you? After all, she cares so much about you. Shouldn’t you show a little more gratitude and give her the honor she deserves?”
Intimidated, he affirmed. “Yes mistress. I am so sorry. Please forgive me, dear mistress Petra.”
Slightly staggering the mature lady grinned contentedly. “What do you think Silke, we could drink another glass of wine and teach our slave some manners?” But Silke shook her head. “I am too tired. Besides, I’m already too drunk. I better go to bed. Why don’t you take care of him alone? After all, he insulted you.”
Her mother nodded. “That’s right. Maybe I’ll spank his ass or kick hiss balls again. After that he can kneel in front of my bed and kiss my feet all night while I sleep. Quietly he may thank me that I am his mistress.” Uninterested Silke went upstairs, while Petra grinned down drunk on Roman. “Looks like this is going to be a long night for you, slave!”
Chapter 12
The next morning Roman was woken up with a light kick to the head. He had only slept a few hours on Lady Petra’s rug after kissing her feet half the night. Overslept, he noticed Lady Silke standing in front of him. Dressed only in her underwear, the beautiful blonde told him to follow her quietly so as not to wake her still sleeping mother.
She took him upstairs, where the young man kissed her feet as usual to greet her. Hung-over she also wished him a good morning. She was visibly nervously stuck wildly.
“I’m really embarrassed, but I suddenly felt very sick last night. Until I noticed that I had to vomit, I didn’t quite make it to the toilet. Are you so sweet as to clean my bathroom for me?”
This question was of course purely rhetorical, as both ladies hadn’t lifted a finger in the household for weeks.
As soon as he had thanked him for this dubious honour, the beautiful lady smiled at him.
“You are so sweet. I don’t know what else to do without you. Then you wash my dress and clean the shoes I wore yesterday. When you have done that, please bring a cup of coffee to my bed. I’ll get some sleep in the meantime. It’s still very early in the morning.”
Without further notice or a word about last night, the blonde student went back to bed. Also overtired, he stared in shock at the mess the beautiful lady had caused in her bathroom. Lady Silke must have vomited not only on the floor, but directly on pertek escort the toilet lid. Half the room was covered with her vomit. Of course, the toilet was also dirty.
Roman went to work, disgusted. Although he was now aware of his position in this house, he was saddened by the self-evident way in which he already had to carry out the lowest and most disgusting works. Should this really be his future life? Lady Petra had spanked him for no reason last night, just for her amusement. It could not be explained, but although he was treated so badly, he felt magically attracted to the two ladies. It was a vicious circle. The worse he was treated, the more submissive he became. Meanwhile he was hopelessly at their mercy.
About two hours later he had cleaned the dirty bathroom and done the rest of his work. Gently and quietly, he placed the desired cup of coffee on the young ladies’ bedside table and then bent his head to the floor. Since he didn’t dare to wake the young lady, he stayed a few minutes until the beautiful blonde woke up.
Friendly, she smiled down on the kneeling Roman. “Thank you for the coffee. Is everything clean?”
He nodded obediently. “Yes, mistress.”
Embarrassed the young lady sipped at her cup. “Oh, I wanted to apologize for yesterday. My mother and I were really drunk and therefore unfortunately mean and degrading to you. You did not deserve that. I’m really sorry. Of course you do not have to address me with mistress, unless you want that. Then you may do that gladly. As said, it is very important to me that you serve us voluntarily and from the bottom of your heart. I do not force you to do anything. But if you really see your mistress in us and you want to belong to us as a slave, then you may ask us for it at any time.”
As a little compensation, I’ll let you lick my feet before I shower. So if you like, of course.”
Surprised he nodded again. “Thank you, Lady Sil.”
Cheered she grinned as she presented her feet to him. “You’re welcome. Especially the soles and between the toes. They’re supposed to get clean, aren’t they?”
While he greedily pampered her arched feet with his tongue, the beautiful lady drank her coffee. Grinning, she shook her head.
“It’s quite amazing. You serve and obey us totally, only to kiss our feet and lick the dirt off our shoes. It is almost as if you were only born to serve us. Do you believe in fate, Roman? In return, I would have been born to rule. To rule over you. A beautiful thought, don’t you think?”
Completely focused on her feet, he didn’t answer. Silke spread her toes.
“You don’t have to answer if you’re embarrassed. I’m going to take a shower now. You may now thank me for licking my feet. By the way, don’t forget to clean my bathroom again after I’ve showered. But before that you better go to my mother. She’s probably awake already and certainly needs your services.”
Submissively, Roman thanked the young lady who tenderly stroked his head.
“You’re welcome, servant Roman.”
When the young man had crawled down again, Silke’s mother was already awake and styled. Unexpectedly with a friendly smile she greeted her young servant, who immediately kissed the tips of her heels.
“Well, there you are. For a moment I thought you ran away from me. But then I knew that my servant wouldn’t do that. You’re a good boy who knows his place, aren’t you?”
Just as he was trying to justify himself, she interrupted him. “It’s all right, I know you served Silke. I heard you.”
Her eyes sparkled. “I enjoyed it yesterday, by the way. That’s why I want you to spend every night here from now on. You will only leave this house if you work in the garden or run errands for us. Understood?”
Intimidated he nodded. “Yes, mistress Petra.”
The strict lady smiled delightedly. “I like it when you address me this way. It’s nice that you’ve finally figured it out. I hope I didn’t exaggerate last night, but it was very nice to have you all to myself. I can hardly wait until you finally become my property. But we’ll talk about it after breakfast. But first you get me my ipad.”
As ordered, Roman obeyed. When he served breakfast shortly afterwards, the blonde lady was still immersed in her ipad.
Impatiently she barked at him. “What are you waiting for? Crawl under the table and kiss my feet! You know I don’t want to see you when I eat. Don’t worry, you’ll get my leftovers later. You know I’m strict but kind. You may thank me quietly while you kiss my mistress feet. After all, you are certainly very happy that I allow you to serve me and live at my feet.”
Lady Petra spent the rest of the morning doing sports to keep her figure in shape, while Lady Silke was studying for her exams as usual.
Roman was scrubbing the floors on his knees in the meantime. As this was part of his daily duties, the expensive marble floor was neither dirty nor dusty. Nevertheless, the lady of the house insisted on the daily cleaning of her floors. pınarhisar escort Either it was her pleasure to watch Roman crawl for hours or it was simply her way of keeping the young man busy and under her control.
In the evening Lady Petra called her servant into her bedroom. To his surprise she immediately locked the door behind him and smiled expectantly at him. She was dressed sexy in black and had her hair tied back. On the floor in front of him lay several pairs of her heels and also already worn nylons. When she dangled a small key from a chain in front of his eyes, his heart began to beat faster with excitement.
The clearly younger-looking lady grinned at him. “Well my servant? You know what the key is for, don’t you? For your little friend! I thought it was time again to reward you for your services. Besides, I just wanted to take your penis in my hand and milk you. If you like, you can even worship my dirty heels and my sweaty nylons. There are also the shoes that I wore last night. I danced in these heels, was several times in the ladies toilet and stepped in all sorts of dirt. As you can imagine, especially the soles would need a very special cleaning. But to whom I tell this, you are a specialist in cleaning my shoes!”
Excitedly he affirmed and bowed his head submissively to the ground in front of her. Satisfied, the devious lady grinned. “Yes, you are. My little shoe licker. My shoe adorer. You love my feet and shoes, don’t you?
Of course he obeyed, but this was not enough for the possessive blonde.
“Then tell me that you love me and want to serve me forever!”
When he had repeated her words several times, Petra smiled contentedly at him.
“That’s sweet of you. I love you too, my servant. So and now you may beg me to free your little penis and milk you”.
Broken, Roman obeyed this woman who completely controlled him and begged her submissively for this questionable privilege.
The beautiful lady enjoyed this extensively, before she actually opened the small lock of his chastity belt with the key. The next moment she commanded him on all fours to her shoes, sat on his back, grabbed his penis with her right hand and started to massage it rhythmically while he was already inhaling her dirty heels and cleaning them with his tongue.
With well chosen words, the blonde lady cheered him on as she worked on his cock well practiced.
“Yes, lick my shoes clean. Lick the shoes of your mistress clean. You will be my slave forever. You will serve me and obey. I am everything for you. You exist only to make my life easier. You are mine. Do you understand, slave? I am your mistress and you may count yourself lucky if I allow you to lick the dirt off my shoes.”
Moaning, Roman enjoyed every second. It was indescribable how this woman knew and could satisfy his desires and needs if she wanted to or saw an advantage for herself. These were probably the most beautiful and intense seconds of his life so far, when Lady Petra stopped shortly before his climax and dragged him by his hair to her bedside table.
Excited and shocked the young man begged her to continue, but his beautiful mistress only pointed to several papers she had prepared for him.
“You little pervert want to finally cum off, don’t you? Then sign these papers and I’ll see what I can do for you.”
When he looked at the papers, visibly overwhelmed, she pressed a pen in his hand.
“It’s just a slave contract and a high borrower’s note. You are confirming that I lent you money. But this only for my security. As long as you serve me as my property and slave, these documents have no meaning. This would be purely in the unlikely event that you no longer want to serve me and leave me. But since you love me and want to serve me forever, that will never happen. So you can sign with a clear conscience.”
For a moment Roman hesitated. Somehow he could have imagined that this woman would not wait for his voluntary decision. But he certainly didn’t expect contracts and promissory notes. A few slaps in the face hit him hard.
“What are you waiting for? Actually you should kiss my feet for it. Unless you want to insult me, but you really don’t want that. Believe me!”
After further slaps in the face, the totally confused Roman signed the papers without having read them and probably sealed his fate for good.
Highly satisfied, she took the papers. “Very good decision, slave! Believe me, I knew from the beginning that you were the perfect slave for me. Things will change here in the future. Maybe you won’t like everything in the beginning, but you will certainly learn to love it soon. To celebrate the day you can clean my shoes and touch yourself.”
Suddenly she looked at him strictly. “We won’t tell my daughter about these contracts for now! Understood! You will beg tonight to become our property. At the same time you ask to be allowed to worship Silke as goddess. She will like that. Believe me. Make an effort! Understood slave?”
Broken with tears in his eyes, he bowed his head.
“Yes mistress.”
Chapter 13
A few hours later, Roman was still completely confused. What had he signed? Had he really ruined his life? How ashamed he was. Close to tears, he remembered that he had to kiss this woman’s feet for almost an hour. It was incomprehensible, but he was now completely at the mercy of Lady Petra.
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