may 20, 2009 (4)

As I was gradually pulling off her flip-flops, two things struck me - the intoxicating beauty of her toes - which were perfectly pedicured, long and with pointed nails - as well as the strong stink from having wearing shoes and socks whole day long. But the former was so strong that it almost crushed the latter and I immediately wanted to just kiss her toes and suck them till eternity. I think that now, she had totally conditioned my mind to just think and relish worshipping her feet.

A tight hug at my leash ended my thoughts, and I quickly proceeded to pull both her flip-flops with my lips and place them on ground.

She settled in the bed, with a book in her hand and said, 'You're now going to get an opportunity to actually touch my feet with your lips and tongue. But before that, I need to know how desparetely you want to do that. I want you to beg to my flip-flops to allow you the privilege.'

So I placed my head in front of her flips-flops on the floor and started begging, "Hey holy shoes of my Goddess, I know I'm not even as worthy as the dirt on these, but may I please be allowed to lick clean and kiss the great holy feet, you protect. Please, I beg you to worship the feet of the Goddess - and ensure that my whole life will now be dedicated to only worshipping, cleaning, caressing, licking, and eating the dirt from feet of the Goddess. Please allow me, please allow me.'

'I want more', said Risha

i continued, 'I know that my life is now just meant to be clean and worship the royal feet of the Goddess and the day I'm not able to do so, my life will be worth less. Please o holy shoes, please I beg you to allow me to serve at the feet of Goddess...' and with that I began kissing the flip-flops and rubbing my nose on the ground.

'Its OK. You may now lick the soles of my feet.'

With this, I brought my face near the soles of Risha's feet at the foot of the bed and began licking them. She gave another tight pull at my leash, asking me to massage the feet with my tongue and not just lick them. So I started applying more pressure and began massaging her feet with my tongue, taking in all the stink and lice. After about 10 minutes, my tongue got dried up.

She signalled me to come closer to her and look up. She then asked me to open my mouth and went ahead, spitting in it. She asked me to swollow her spit. She slapped me hard after that and asked me continue licking the soles of her feet.

As I was doing my job, she called Parul and told her everything about my tasks - laughing intermittently and pulling my leash, whenever she wanted more pressure on her soles.

'This ****er will now do anything to please me, anything....ya, you want me to try that...OK wait," she was talking to Parul and then asked me to bring her face even closer. She then tried to put her toes into my nostrills and me to inhale deep and hold my breath. After a minute she took them out, laughed and told Parul that she has done that too.'

The night was not coming to end, as I continued to amuse Risha.

'What, hey that's a nice idea. Should have thought about it before. Let me ask him to do it, ' with it, Risha looked at me.

'Hey you foot dirt sucker, I want you to jack off on my soles, now.'

So there, I looked at her for a moment and then, starting rubbing my penis to jack off. I was anyways excited and it didn't took time to get hardened and I almost reached at climax.

'Stop,' she immediately said.

Now this was difficult. I had never tried stopping myself before releasing. Anyways, I took all my left strength and I immediately loosened up after taking few breaths.

'OK,', she said, with her phone on speaker and I could hear loud laughter from the other sides, 'now take my flip-flops in both your hands, lick clean all the dirt from their soles and then jack off.'

I did what she said. And in three minutes, I was jacking all over the place, while licking the soles of her flip flops - and both Risha and Parul laughing merrily and recording the whole thing.

When I had released, Risha said, 'Lick your dirty semen off the ground. Then go. You will sleep in the small toilet and that will be your room from now on. I want every work to be completed before I wake up in morning and you will then lick my soles till I wake up. is that clear dog?'

I licked off my own semen from the ground and then went off to the small toilet.

My first night of slavery to Risha was coming to an end.

So here it was, a piece of legal paper which forever will restore me to the position of slave of Risha and my each breath will then depend on her mercy. Not only will I have to constantly serve her, she will have all right to punish me. And more than that, I will even have to earn for her. I remembered that her monthly salary was not even INR 20,000 and she wanted me to earn 30,000 for her - after handling her over all the money I ever earned and saved. My mind totally revolted, but then as I looked at the agreement and Risha's shoes, I decided to sign it. Yes, she has very beautifully controlled me now and if I have been a fool to be swayed by her, then I deserve what I'm getting now.

I signed the agreement and handed it over to Risha, looking up at her, while sitting on my bent knees.

She took the agreement, smiled and then looked at me for few seconds.

I didn't even see it coming, it was in a flash. My face trembled, as she had just slapped hard on it with all her force. My mind took few seconds to even register the pain.

'Don't you ever dare to look at my face straight like that. You are only entitled to look at my feet from now and all times, I want your head in a down position, is that understood - you sole-dirt.'

'Yes Risha', I managed to speak feebly.

And before I knew, yet another tight slap hit my face. I lost my balance and almost fell down from my position.

'And you never ever dare to call me by my name now. You will only address me as Goddess. And you will not speak, until asked to. If in any emergency, you do want to tell me something, you will rub your nose in front of my feet three times and only after my permission then, will speak. OK?'

i didn't say anything and just attempted to get up...this time to be hit by her foot on my head and again falling off-balance.

'Say it, you foot licker.'

Looking down, I said, 'Yes...Goddess'.

'Aahh, now better. Now get up, walking on your knees, take a glass bowl from kitchen and keep it my toilet and wait for my instructions.'

I did what she said.

She came out after 2 minutes and said, "OK, you worthless piece of man, now I control your money and body. But a true goddess needs to control the soul of her slave also. i will see whether I control your soul just now...when you have to fight all your senses to just simply obey my order. Go in the toilet and carry the glass bowl here.'

I went inside and was shaken to see what was inside. She had just urinated in the glass bowl. A light yellow liquid with a deep pungent smell was flaoting in the bowl. As I approached it, my face retrenched with the stink of Risha's urine. Anyways, I brought it outside and kept it on floor, awaiting her instructions.

'Good. Now drink it,' she said with a smile.

My body became totally numb. How can a man drink urine? I almost puked at the thought.

Risha quickly took hold of my leash and pulled it hard, giving my throat a jerk.

'Aren't you hearing or what? I don't have all the time on this world like you. I have already sent much time on training a maggot like you. You are getting to drink the ultimate nectar of a Goddess - an opportunity thousands like you just wait for all their lifetimes. Now go ahead and show your respect to me. Drink it now.'

I forced my face down - fighting the stink and dipped my lips in it. A hard lump came in my throat, almost making me puke again. I resisted it and took a gulp down. An acidic burn went down my tongue and throat, as one sip of the Risha's urine went down.

Risha again tightly pulled the leash, almost again throwing me off-balance.

'Dogs don't drink, they lick it off. Do I have to teach you that now?', she shouted.

So, I took the second dip in the bowl, this time taking my tongue out and sipping it. I take some more licks till the resistance finally gave away and my body began to accept the urine.

Risha suddenly started laughing and started her camcorder, recording my act.

'Look at you, you pathetic loser in life. Three months ago you were my boss at office and today, you are licking my piss and have become my dog. Just wait what surprises are in store for you. I hope that atleast you prove to be a good dog..ha...ha.' she said.

After about 15 minutes, the bowl was empty. I had sucked Risha's urine from a bowl like a dog.

She was still laughing when I eneded,"Dont worry you piss-taster, you will lots of it to drink in days to come. Now, go and kneel besides my bed, I'll just come after changing.'

I went to her bed and told as directed.

She came after five minutes, waering a loose small t-shirt and bermudas. I have never seen her so sexy and seductive.

She came and sat on the bed.

'Remove my shoes.'

I drew my hands forward to take her flip-flops off...only to be jerked by a hard pull at my leash.

'When do dogs started having hands to use. From now on, you will only use your tongue and mouth to obey my commands, until unless told to.'

So I gradually moved my face towards her flip-flop and slowly caught hold of its tip with my lips.

May 20, 2009 (3)

I looked at her inquisitively.

'Don't worry, you're years away to be worthy of my playboy. Its just that as my slave, you will have to serve me nude. Dogs don't wear clothes anyways, right?'

Tears rolled down my eyes. I could not have imagined a worse humiliation that this. In just one evening, my status was reduced to Risha's dog.

Sitting on my knees and facing her shoe soles, which I had just lick cleaned, I folded my hands and cried,"Please don't make me do this. What have I done to...'

I had not even completed my sentence, when she suddenly removed her shoes, got up, walked towards the door, opened it and then looked at me, 'Satish, please leave this room now. You're not worthy of even being a good slave. I do not have patience to teach you and counsel you before my orders. Please leave now.'

I immediately realised the futility of my crying. I realised that I had to now serve her only, for there are no avenues left for me. And something in me said that I was actually wanting and was born to serve her like a true Goddess, so how can I now miss the opportunity.

I stood up, rushed to her and knelt in front of her. With hands folded, I begged, "I'm sorry Risha. I have realised my mistake. I promise that this will not happen again. Please just give me one more chance.'

She was still angry, 'What chance, Satish? Man, look at you, you don't even know how to beg?'

I thought for few moments. This was new to me. But then , I remembered the office incident. I immediately placed my head at her shoes and begged for forgiveness. She stood there for some moments, but then began to move back. I grapped her ankles and started banging my head on her shoes, begging and begging her mercy. I don't know why was I doing what I was doing. I was actually begging her to make me her slave now. I could see subdued happiness on her lips - how she has so tactfully forced me to finally submit to her.

After about 2-3 minutes, she said, "Lick the top of my shoes, now."

I knew this was my chance. So I started licking the top of her shoes, licking layer-after-layer of dirt, licking around the wedges - licking so passionately as if her shoes were the best food I have tasted in years.

'Continue begging,' she jerked her foot...and made me to beg and lick and beg and lick her shoes for about 10 minutes....

'OK. Now get up and remove your clothes.'

So I removed my clothes. Thankfully, I had a fairly muscular body and did not feel ashamed of showing it off to my Goddess. I removed everything, except my boxers and stood there, looking down.
'Who the &*^% will remove your boxers?'

I thought for about two seconds. By now, I was conditioning my mind to accept whatever she was saying. I pulled my boxers down and for the first time, had displayed my penis and pelvic girl to some outside person.

She looked at my penis. 'Tomorrow, before I wake up, I want all these hair gone, is that understood?'

I nodded.

'Good, now go and take your place at the sofa. We need to sign on few letters of importance.'

So, I went to the sofa and knelt down. She came and handed over an agreement to me. The agreement stated that I have voluntarily decided to pass on all my material assets and bank accounts in her favor. Yet another surprise of the day. This meant that from now on, she owns my bank account - which had now grown fairly large thanks to my hard savings and largely, my new 3-bhk flat, which I had just bought. And I also knew that there was no option and my life was now hers - so I signed on the agreement and gave to her.

She smiled and said, 'Good boy, now lick my shoes and thank me, for I have freed you from any material ownership.'

I did what she said. I was just about to get up, when she said, 'stay' and then, took out a dog leash and put it around my throat. I looked at the leash and almost froze - as I remembered that how she had called me three weeks back, requesting me to buy her a dog leash, as her friend was planning to gift her a dog. So, now I knew who the dog was...and that how meticuluously she must have planned the entire process of owning me.

She took another agreement. It read as follows:

1. I have voluntarily decided to be a total salve of Risha Dhingra and to follow her every command is my only duty.
2. She is free to order me to do anything at her will, trade me with her friends, make me do any job as she wishes and use me in any way she wants to.
3. I have from now on no material assets with me and whatever I get in future, will be owned by her.
4. From now on, I will live as she wants me to, will eat only what she asks me to, will walk and serve whatever she wants me to and just obey all her commands - irrespective of any physical pain or emotional stress it causes me.
5. At no time will I be idle in her presence and if she has not given me any particular task, I will lick her toes and feet.
6. i will have to earn a minimum of INR 30,000 per month for her, be it through taking freelance assignments or being rented to serve her friends. I will need to take her prior approval for any assignment I take. In case i fail to earn this amount, she is entitled to drop me.
7. She is totally entitled to punish me at her will.
8. This arrangement will last only for three years from this date and then, at her will, she can ask me to dis-continue and she will not owe me anything and can dispense with me at anytime.

May 20, 2009 (2)

My mind was numb. My body refused to move as if hit by paralysis. My whole work reputation and career was totally damaged and here was I, looking at the soles of blue suede shoes which Risha was wearing and being ordered to lick the dirt off them. My whole individuality as a man was just cracking up. I didn't know what to do.

Risha did.

She gradually removed her shoes from the table and looked straight at my face.

'Satish, what is stopping you. Why are you now denying the fact that you had always wanted to be my slave. Hadn't you done most of my office work, then my home work and then so nicely took up to be my foot massager. You should be thankful to me that out of so many boys who want to be my followers, I have chosen you to serve me. Isn't that the dream you always cherished? Today, you will be free of any other material responsibilities and will just get the opportunity to dedicate all your life to this dream of yours - dream to serve me. Satish, I am your Goddess from now onwards and you need to totally surrender your body and your soul to serving me. You need to obey all my commands, bear all the punishments I decide to give to you. I will be mean to you, so that you become the best male slave any woman would like to have. So, don't hesitate and just let your body accept every order I give to you. Is that OK?'

I, to my surprise, nodded in agreement.

'Good then', she said and again kept her shoes on her table in front of my face and said, "now let your tongue taste the nectar of your Goddess's shoes soles. Slowly make your tongue lick the soles of my shoes, from bottom to up, sucking each piece of dirt stuck on it and ingesting every layer of it - let it be as passionate as if trying to eat the soles. Let it ensure that after you have licked my soles, they should be clean enough to reflect your face in them. Go on Satish, have your dessert of the day today.'

I now exactly did what she said. My toungue and mouth resisted the first taste of pungent dust particles on her soles, but I continued. I sucked on everything stuck on her soles - small pebbles, a chewing gum left-over, something which smelled like dung ang huge amounts of dirt. It took mt almost 20-30 minutes to ensure that there was no visible dirt anymore on her soles. She still asked me to continue further, asking me to take my tongue even inside the grooves of her soles. At after about 40 minutes, I stopped and waited for her to see the results.

She looked at her soles and frowned a little bit.

'Not a great job, but don't worry, I will give you enough practice by tomorrow evening to ensure that you do a good job of it. OK now, I need your body. So, remove all your clothes.'

May 20, 2009

I woke up with a heavy head...thinking all night as to what awaits me today.

Risha had left a message on my cell not to come for breakfast and that she will call me soon.
This was surprsing. I again feared that she might ask me to stop all these things which I loved.
I reached office and was further surprised not to find Risha at office, even till 12 noon. I tried calling her once but she did not respond to my call.
I ate my lunch half-heartedly, still waiting for things to happen.

I did not had to wait for long.
At about 4, I got a call from our company head to come to his room. To my surprise, I found Risha with Parul - a close friend of her - already sitting there. And, there were tears in Risha's eyes. I couldn't make out why.

And then, the life-changing moment arrived. My boss told me that Risha has filed a complaint for sexual harrasment against me! I was shocked and speechless! I tried to open my mouth, but my boss shut me up and send a call for everyone in office to come to his cabin.

I don't know what was happening. The whole team started coming in and I was so embarrased to face the situation that my face was blue as an ocean! The boss told the complaint to everyone. I thought people will support me, but to my surprise they began to support Risha and saying things like they have often noticed me close to her or even doing rounds of her home.

I was trapped.

The boss said that I need to publicly apologise to Risha. I had no option and I apologised. He then said that he would be calling police in few minutes.

I was aghast. Just few minutes ago I was a senior partner of my company and now, a convinct. And if police files a case against me, my whole life can get so easily screwed.

I knew the only person who can help me now is the person who has put me in this situation first - Risha. I don;t why was she doing this but I knew that she can only help me now.

In front of whole office, I just fell on my knees and caught hold of Risha's feet. Everyone was taken aback, except Risha, who as if knew this was coming.

I seek her apology and begged her to take back her complaint. Tears rolled down my eyes and I placed my head over her feet and just begged.

After a while, she jerked her feet, throwing me off-balance and said OK.
'You should slap him hard' - someone suggested. 'He should not be left' - some one else said.

My reputation of working for seven years in this company was today at mercy of someone who had just joined in three months back at much junior level.

My boss asked me to leave the company premises immediately and never to come back.

I moved out. I didn't know where to go. I just took out my car, drove a small distance and then stopped the car and started sobbing. What has happened? Why did Risha do this? i had done so much for her and why would she falsely implicate me in such an embarassing way?

Thoughts were just floating by when Risha sent a message, saying 'Dinner should be ready by 9 today and we will eat together.'

Things began to fall in place. So this was all a part of the plan..

Evening flew by. I opened Risha's home and started preparing food - though my mind and will were somewhere else.

Sharp at 9, Risha entered home.

I just looked at her. There were questions and anger in my eyes. But she just looked through me and said, 'Please serve me dinner. We will talk after that.'

So we had a quite dinner together.

Post that, she just got up and sat up on sofa.

'Satish, please clear the dishes and then come and sit on sofa next to me'

I was surprised. i mean, I always cleaned the dishes - but this was first time she said me to do this so directly.

After the dishes, I sat opposite her. There were some files lying on the central table between us. She started to speak.

'Satish, you wanted to be my slave. So the first thing was to ensure that you have no permanent job so that you can dedicate 24 hours to me. I hope you understand this now.'

I was shocked at the shrewdness of this girl. And I was cursing myself as to how I let myself become her playboy.

'Anyways,' she continued ,' the choice is still open for you. You can still leave and go and we will just forget each other.'

I thought. I was anyways jobless and my current reputation, thanks to Risha, will not allow me to find a job soon anyways. She actually had left no choice for me. I had to resign to my destiny now - destiny, which Risha will write!!!

'No Risha. I am ready to be your slave.'

'Are you sure Satish? This is last time I am asking you.'

'Yes Risha. i will now do whatever you want me to do.' I couldn't believe myself as to what I was saying.

'OK. Let me take a simple test then. Get up and sit on your knees.'

I hesistantly got up and sat on my knees.

She placed her feet on top of the table, just few centimetres away from my face.

'Kiss my shoes.'

I thought I didn't hear her properly. 'Sorry, what was that?', I asked.

'I said kiss my shoes. And remember that I will not ever repeat my orders.', she said in an authorative tone.

My mind was repulsing...but my face automatically got drawn to her shoes and I placed a soft kiss on them.

'I wanted you to kiss hard. Now, lick the dirt off them with your toungue.'
(to be continued)

The Beginnings

The clock just struck 9 PM.

I was just adding finishing touches to the dinner and laying everything on the table. She had to meet some friends and had asked me to not to wait for her tonight and had allowed me to leave after ensuring dinner is prepared.

Everything was ready in about fifteen minutes and I locked the door. Just about as I was to enter my car, she called.
'Hi Satish'
'Hi Risha. Wassup?'
'Nothing special, just ending this meet yaar. Am feeling so tired.'
'Don't worry, your dinner is ready. You want me to stay back for massage tonight?'
'No, no - I'm OK. Thanks. You're so helpful satish, I don't know what I could have done without you.'
'Its my pleasure Risha'
'No, Satish. I've thought about it. I think I am misusing your kindness too much...'
'Hey, what's that...have I done something wrong...why are you saying so Ris...'
'No no Satish. All this will just end tomorrow. You have been a great friend and will always be...but this is not done. I mean practically you have become my slave yaar and I...'
'Please Risha, that's OK...i mean I really like it and I always to do this...'
'What? You like to become my slave?'
'Yes'
'Satish, you're so good and you don't know what you're talking. Please, I don't want you to do anything from tomorrow onwards and I will now sort out things on my own...'
'Risha, please don't do this. I seriously have no problems and love doing this...'
'Satish, listen. Think for a moment. You are not here to serve me yaar.'

I thought.

After a minute she said, "see! I told you. Lets leave it right away...'
'No Risha, please, I want to do whatever you want me to do...please...'
'Will you be my slave then?'

This was sudden and unexpected. But I knew the answer long before.
'Yes', I said.
'Are you serious? Listen, think what you are saying.'
'I have thought'
'Satish, are you saying that you are ready to leave everything to just become my slave?'
'Yes Risha'
'Satish, are you understanding the repurcussions'
'Yes'

She paused for a moment and took a long sigh.

'OK. Give yourself half an hour. If you still want to maintain your decision, give me a call. Otherwise its absolutely OK and we remain great friends, ok?'

I called her back after a minute.

'Risha, I want to be your slave.'
'OK. Then tomorrow is your big day. Now go home and take some rest. We will catch up in the morning.'

I couldn't get it. What did she mean by tomorrow being a great day.
I slowly drove home. Had some quick dinner and laid down.

But sleep eluded me, as my mind rushed back to thoughts when I had first met Risha.
I am a senior partner in a reputed PR firm and Risha had come to our company three months back at the post of manger. From the moment I looked at her, I was taken aback by her beauty and attitude. Though a girl with small height, her dresiing sense was just so cool and her face had a certain kind of aura around her.
She was very cheerful and bright and quickly made her friends around. And she was a high-handed girl, with stories of her attitude towards boys often forming the office gossips. She was clever and knew how to handle people.
I don't know what attracted me to her. Maybe her beauty, her attitude, her inherent dominance over situations...it all started with me helping her in small ways. She really appreciated my small offerings of help and we soon went on our first dinner date.
She had come to big bad city of Mumbai from Chandigarh...but soon became a constant on party circuits. I used to hear from my junior teams about her perfect dancing moves and her seductive clothings at these parties. Men used to swarm around her and she threw her attitude at them, at her wish.
However, she was always pleasant to me. And I too continued to increase my help towards her. I even used to write press releases on her behalf, started making her presentations for her set of clients. Indeed there were times when she used to attend her parties and I used to sit late at office, completing her work. Though I felt strange, but her beautiful smile the next day make evrything seem worthwhile.
Then, about a month back - she was treating me to dinner for a large presentation that I had prepared for her, that she told me that her cooking maid has left and she is desperately looking for someone.
To her surprise, and to my surprise, I offered to take the role. She agreed, though relucantly.

So over two days, I got hold of one of my friend and quickly learnt some cooking.
And then, began my morning schedule. I used to leave my home at 7 am, reach her place, cook breakfast for both, take her to office, come back to her home and cook dinner for her. At several ocassions, she did not accompany me at nights and I used to just cook dinner and leave.
Then one night, after I was about to leave after cooking dinner, she called and asked me to stay back. She came after two hours and for the first time I realised how seductively she could dress up. She just asked me to sit and began to chit-chat. She mentioned that she was so tired and wished if someone could massage her feet. I immediately took the offer. She laid on bed and I took her feet in my hands.
This was for the first time that I just fell in love with her feet.
Her feet were fair as milk, were soft as cotton. They were small, perfectly rounded, perfectly pedicured - with long slender toes. I slowly pressed my hands and fingers against the bottom of her feet, slowly massaged her ankles, pulled her toes, pressed her heels...and didn't even realised that she slept and I had continued to massage her feet for over two hours.

My schedule became busier after that. Besides cooking for her and working her office tasks - she more than often asked me to stay back for leg and foot massages. Indeed, one evening - when office was on low strength, she confidently moved to my room and while conversations, started moving her shoes. I somehow got the hint, offered her my chair, took off her shoes and massaged her feet for about thirty minutes - before she hesistantly left.

I now knew that I only derieved pleasure from serving her, in whatever she wants.
And maybe that is why I so quickly offered myself to be her slave.
I was sure that she must be just kidding. But I don;t know what tomorrow will now bring to me...
I dont even remember when I dozed off...