"...Not as a boyfriend..." You hear Tora's voice.
"...oh, makes more sense," a voice, which you think is Charlotte's replies. As two pairs of footsteps come towards you, you hold your breath and hope that things don't get worse for you...
Sure enough, the beautiful brunette walks into the living room, a look of amusement on her face as she stares at you. Charlotte was one of those girls at high school that guys fantasised about and girls wanted to be. It was natural that she was, and clearly still is, good friends with Tora. Your ex, similarly popular lowered herself to date you. You never had much of a relationship with Charlotte, but had spoken to her on occasion. She always seemed out of your league - attractiveness-wise, socially...as she walks towards you now, Tora at her side, you can't help but cringe.
"Uh, hey Charlotte..." You gulp, your eyes wandering up and down to admire her hourglass figure, slim, athletic body, her bare feet...
"Get off the couch and kneel down, loser," Tora says dismissively, which makes Charlotte chuckle. Feeling too weak to refuse your ex, especially with Charlotte there, you obey her.
"Wow...Ross, I knew you were always a bit of a wimp, but this is...wow!" Charlotte shakes her head as she and Tora take a seat each on the couch, looking down - in more ways than one - at you.
Keeping your eyes on the ground, you find it too unnerving to meet their eye. Instead, you look at the tops of their feet, their pretty toes. Charlotte is wearing a dark pink varnish, which makes her gorgeous feet look even more sexy...
Your staring prompts Tora's friend to giggle. "So, when we were sixteen and I sat next to you at the career day fair, you never told me then that you were intending to be Tora's bitch!"
"Well, there wasn't a stall for that at the time...if there was he would've spent all day there!" Tora sniggers.
"I'm not...Tora's bitch..." You suddenly say, your act of defiance catching all three of you by surprise.
Your ex smirks down at you, lifting up a flawless bare sole and hovering it over your face. "Oh really? Well - prove it. Tell me that you don't want to be my foot slave!"
"I...er...don't...want..." You gulp, your words sticking to your throat like honey. "Don't...I...I..."
Charlotte shakes her head at you again. "Very convincing! Just face it, loser. We're better than you. Women like us were born to be served and worshiped. Guys like you - especially those who get turned on by feet - well, your place is at our feet!"
You let out a whimper. feeling totally defeated, especially as Charlotte lifts up a sexy, wiggling bare foot next to her friend's. "Don't take it too personal - it's just the way of the world!"
Well, the way of the world turns out to be you paying for the privilege to serve Tora and Charlotte's feet! The two women are ruthless in dominating and blackmailing you. They have zero qualms in taking five hundred dollars each from you a month - in return, you get to come over to Tora's for ten minutes a day where you can sniff, kiss and lick their feet to your heart's content. They will keep your foot fetish a secret!
It's not an offer, it's an order, one which you are forced to accept. You also have to accept that from now on, your life is going to change massively. It will be incredibly hard to maintain your relationship with Lizzie, you won't have money for anything other than the basics - along with Tora and Charlotte's monthly fee - and you are going to be routinely humbled beneath bare feet!
"So, all that sound clear to you, slave?" Tora asks, hovering now both feet, along with Charlotte's over you. It's too much for you!
Your lips quivering, you place rapid kisses all over the quite frankly, perfect and delicious four bare soles that are presented before you.
The two women giggle. "We'll take that as as yes..." Your ex smiles, looking totally victorious, clearly pleased that she and her friend now own you!