Chapter #5Her Slave? by: SB   You both take a starting stance and she moves first. Her move suprises you and you can barely dodge it. You make your move and she easily dodges and strikes you in your exposed position.
"Ha! You have to be my slave now!" She laughs.
"Please Anny? Can you just forget the bet?" You plead.
She smirks, "Absolutely not! And last I checked, slaves weren't supposed to address their masters by their first names. You will call me Goddess from now on, or you will be punished."
She writes her address on a sheet of paper and hands it to you, "Be there. Saturday at 7 o'clock p.m."
With that, she walks away.
"What have I gotten myself into" You think. So the rest of the week goes by with no incident and you arrive at Anny's house on Saturday, knocking on the door.
She opens the door and motions you inside before shutting it and saying, "Follow me, Slave."
She walks upstairs and into her room with you following behind her. When you enter her room, she says, "When in my room you will always be on all fours."
You blush and get down on all fours, waiting for her command, somewhat aggravated. She proceeds to padlock a collar with a leash around your neck, sit down on her bed, and lift a shoe up to your face. "Lick! My shoes have gone through all marching season and are absolutely filthy."
You keep your mouth shut, staring at her defiantly. She kicks you in the face angrily, tugging on your collar at the same time so you can't fall over. "I told you to lick and I expect you to do it!"
You hesitantly stick out your tongue and run it up against the bottom of her tennis shoe. It tastes like dirt and rubber mixed in with a little bit of footsweat. "It's absolutely disgusting," you think as you can faintly taste and smell her cheesy foot through the shoe.
"That's right!" She says, "You can't be finished till both my shoes are spotless, so get to it." With that she snaps a few pictures on her phone, "Just to make sure you do obey" She taunts.
After about an hour you stop to signify that you're done. She inspects her shoes and frowns, "They aren't quite as clean as I wanted them. Oh well, I guess that'll come with training. Expect to be punished for this piss poor job." She then slides her shoes off and you can instantly smell the worst smell you've ever sniffed. She puts one of her shoes over your nose and tugs on the leash, "Sniff. I want to hear you clearly so I know that you're sniffing."
You take an experimental whiff and instantly recoil, trying to pull away. She pulls on your leash harder. "Sniff now!"
You realize that there's no use struggling and take deep sniffs of her disgusting, smelly, and sweaty shoe. You feel as if the scent itself is poisoning your body. She pushes one of her feet against your jaw to keep your mouth from moving. "Sniff Harder! I want you to sniff until you pass out"
A door opens behind you and you wake up, collar tied to a bed post. You open your eyes to see Anny walk in the door, panting heavily. "I just finished a 5 mile run, slave. I've been having one every day since Monday when you lost our game of ninja and to complement it, I haven't taken these shoes or socks off. I haven't even showered or washed my feet. Lie down on your back, slave."
She unties you and you lie down on your back. She take off her shoes and places one on either side of your head. "Now you get to sniff my smelly socks! They're so sweaty right now that they feel like moon boots!"
She places one foot against your mouth to keep you from opening it and puts the other on your face, cupping her small toes over your nose. You try and hold your breathe. She leans over and pinches your nose shut with her fingers so you can't breathe.
You feel you're about to pass out and you know you're changing colors and she releases her fingers, cupping her toes back over your nose. You take in the biggest breathe you've ever taken in and open your mouth to cough from the potent stink. You cough into her foot, muffled and take in the sweat from that foot, the salty and cheesy taste the worst you've ever tasted.
She laughs, "That was the biggest sniff I've ever heard! In fact, I think that since you enjoy my feet so much, it's time to take these socks off!"
And to your dismay, she slowly peels the socks off her feet, stuffing both in your mouth.You gag from the horrible taste and smell and unsuccessfully yell out into the socks. Next, she places both feet over your face, toes on your nose and then giggles "I want to hear deep sniffs! You know what will happen if I don't hear them!"
Knowing the consequences, you grudgingly sniff her awful feet, inhaling all of her toejam and sock fuzz from the week.
"That's right footboy. Keep sniffing."
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