An Endless Competition F/f - Epilogue

Ch 41: So perfect

Tired and depressed, I left the training camp with my cousin's socks in my mouth, carrying her heavy bag. Shortly before arriving at the bus stop I saw Rose coming out of a store a few yards away and without hesitation I hid behind a tree which fortunately was big enough to hide me from her view. I would have liked so much to talk to my friend, I missed sharing my thoughts with her, and at that moment I really needed someone to listen to me and help me understand what was happening.

But I could not face Rose at that moment, not with Kaley's socks in my mouth. I was sure she would have asked me a million questions and I would not have been able to answer, to tell her why I was not going to school anymore and why I had become officially the maid of my aunt and of that girl who had always been my rival. Of course I could not really tell her what was my real relationship with Kaley and Aunt Emma. How do you tell a friend that you have become the slave of another person? Perhaps Rose would laugh at me, maybe she would have ran away, thinking that I was a sort of depraved.

"And this is not what I am? I'm a depraved" I said to myself, a normal person would never do what I did, a normal person could not get excited to be constantly humiliated, a normal girl could never give away everything she had to be able to lick the feet of another girl.

No, I could not talk to Rose, I could not allow her to see me and find out what had become her best friend, to discover how pathetic was the girl with which she had spent so many nights playing and doing girl stuff...God it seemed past a century from our last sleepover. Jennifer Martin no longer existed, crushed, imprisoned forever in a sort of limbo by Slave and Biscuit that came out intermittently, depending on the whims of my Mistresses who with one snap of their fingers could make me lose the use of the word and make me crawl like a dog.

I waited for several minutes hiding behind that tree and hoping that Rose would soon finish the phone call that had stopped her a few feet away from her car and I breathe a sigh of relief when, in the end, she hung up the phone and approached her Bmw. Before getting in the car, however, she looked for a second in my direction as if she felts she was being watched. I hid myself as best as possible with my heart pounding. What could I have done if she came to check behind the tree to see if there was really someone? What could I have told her if she saw me? Obviously, words could not come out of my mouth with Kaley's socks that made impossible to me to speak like a normal human being.

I could not see what Rose was doing, for fear that she was still looking in my direction, so I became more and more frightened and only when the noise of the engine of her BMW came to my ears I calmed down a bit. When Rose left, I collapsed on my knees, breathing deeply with my nose, unable to do it with my mouth, and only after several minutes I managed to get up and head to the bus stop.

When I got to what was my new home now, I heard a thunder in the distance and I could not help but think that at least I had been lucky to avoid the storm coming from the West. Before enter in the house, I remembered my "dress" that was out to dry and I ran to pick it up before it started to rain. I watched Biscuit's dress for a few moments, thinking of all the sensations I had felt when I had worn it, then a drop of water struck my face and brought me back to reality. I went into the house and I immediately noticed that there was no one on the ground floor, so I first went to my "room" to leave Kaley's bag near the washing machine, knowing that I would have to wash what was inside, and then I went upstairs to look for my Mistresses.

The door of my aunt's room was open, but there was no trace of her, and I thought she was probably out of the house. My cousin, however, was lying in her bed, still wearing her football uniform and listening to music with headphones. I knelt down at the feet of her bed and I started kissing my Mistress's bare feet for several minutes but she gave no sign of noticing my presence. That wonderful smell swept away all my thoughts and worries and as I kissed and sniffed my cousin's feet I could not help but think that I had made the right choice, that was my place. At one point Kaley grabbed my nose with her toes and forced me to slightly lift my head and look at her in the eyes as she took off her headphones.

- Is your dress clean? - she asked me.

- Yes Mistress, do you want me to wear it?-

- No, at least not for now. Get undressed, I want to see you naked like a worm that you are -

- Yes Mistress - I replied, beginning to remove my clothes.

When I was completely naked, Kaley started to play with my nipples using her toes and I struggled not to moan as my cousin had fun with the body of her slave. But that game was short-lived because Kaley said:

- Go and wear your collar, it must always be around your neck when you're in this house. If you forget it again I will have to punish you -

- I'm sorry Mistress, it will not happen again - I said frantically kissing her feet to have her forgiveness and I stopped only when she kicked me away.

- Bring here your leash too - Kaley said when I was about to leave her room.

I ran into the basement and after having secured the collar around my neck, I took the leash and I quickly went back to my Mistress who was waiting for me in the same identical position. I knelt beside her and I gave her the leash that she attached to my collar.

- Now you can start cleaning my feet, as you have noticed they are very sweaty and I do not want to take a shower with my feet in these conditions -

Humiliated by her words, I crawled at the foot of the bed and while my cousin put back her headphones on, I pulled out my tongue and I began to lick her soles with devotion. The taste was as wonderful as ever and while my tongue moved incessantly on her high arches, I could not help but regret that her foot sweat was not able to nourish my body, it would have been fantastic if I did not need food but only that divine nectar that I could have savored for the rest of my life.

I carefully licked her heels which were perfect and soft as ever, despite the recent workout, and I could not help but compare them to those of Jacqueline de la Richardais that were rough despite a recent pedicure. Aunt Emma and Kaley were really Goddesses, no other woman in the world could handle their confrontation and certainly it could not make it a pathetic being like me, I could only thank God for being so fortunate to devoutly serve those two beauties and prostrate myself at their feet.

My pussy began to drip when my tongue licked in the middle of my cousin's toes, where the foot sweat was more intense and after a few moments I began to suck vigorously her big toes, almost risking to remove the black polish from her toenails. The girls of my age suck cocks of their boyfriends, I sucked the toes of my cousin, my Mistress and I could not be happier.

At some point Kaley pulled my leash and forced me to focus on her soles again. She wrapped the leash around her hand and strongly pressed her feet on my face, blocking my movement and making me breathe with difficulty, the collar gave me more and more annoyance. Only after several minutes she loosened her grip on the leash and removed her feet from my face that after such pressure had probably her footprint on it. Then Kaley began to say:

- You know, my mother told me you're leaving the school and you've signed a contract to officially become our maid...who told you to stop licking my feet, slave?- she shouted suddenly, giving me a violent kick in the face.

With tears in my eyes for pain, I hurried to resume licking my Mistress's feet and after a few quick licks to her soles, I started to suck again her toes. Kaley smiled satisfied and resumed her speech:

- So in your future there will not be the College, there will no longer be a brilliant career as an actress or a soccer player. You just have to serve my mother and me, the girl who until a few months ago was your big rival. How does this make you feel? What do you feel knowing that everyone will found out that the powerful Jennifer Martin has become my servant? -

I looked at her for a moment in her beautiful green eyes and I tried to think how answer. Finally, without daring to remove her toes from my mouth, I said:

- I do not know Mistress, I'm just happy to have the honor of serving you -

I did not know if my words were understandable, having her toes in my mouth, but Kaley seemed to understand what I had just said because she burst out laughing and with the other foot she pinched my nose, preventing me from breathing.

- You are so pathetic, I can do what I want with you. I could even suffocate you and you would do nothing to stop me because you're just a slave who can not do anything other than obeying her Mistress. I bet you'd even be happy to die for me, won't you slave? -

Her words began to scare me and the oxygen in my lungs became less and less, but something inside me told me that she was just joking and that she would never hurt me, so I nodded and Kaley satisfied left the grip on my nose and I could breathe again. As I continued to suck her toes as if nothing had happened, my cousin kept watching me intensely. Perhaps she was amazed at how docile and submissive to her will I was, perhaps for the first time she had become aware how much power she had on me and that I really was only a property, only a toy in her hands.

- Now that everyone will know that you are my servant, there is no need to hide - Kaley said, adding - Of course, others will not know that you are my slave, but it will still be fun to give you orders in front of my friends and see you run for obey. You know, when you buy a luxury car, the best phone on the market, or beautiful clothes, you do this also to show others what you have. It would not have been fun to keep you locked in here, I want everyone to see that I can make you do whatever I want, I want everyone to see the power I have on my own cousin, my old rival. Think of Chelsea and Rose's faces when they will see you on your knees, rubbing my feet in front of them...and why not, licking them too. What do you think, slave? Will you lick my feet in front of your best friend? -

I looked at Kaley in the eyes for a moment, then knowing I did not have choice, I answered:

- If this is what my Mistress wants -

My cousin took off her toes from my mouth and gently rubbed her feet on my face and with a big smile she told me:

- You are such a good slave -

As always her compliment made me very proud and I could not help but frantically kiss my Mistress's feet, showing her all my devotion and my love for her. Kaley closed her eyes and put her headphones on, moaning of pleasure as my lips touched every inch of her wonderful feet. I do not know how long we stayed in that position, I do not know how long I kissed my cousin's feet but when she got up from the bed and told me she had to shower, I was still not satisfied and I crawled at her feet, continuing kiss them.

My cousin laughed as she saw how devoted I was and she allowed me to cover her feet in kisses for another five minutes, then she pulled my leash and led me to the bathroom where she attached my leash to a hook near the shower and forced me to bow down with my head to the ground. I could not see my cousin while she got undressed and I was surprised when she put her panties in my head, throwing on me her soccer uniform as if I were a dirty cloth basket.

- Stay here - she told me before she went into the shower.

I could not move a inch while my beautiful cousin washed her fantastic body, but I could not help but smell deeply her panties which covered my head with the crotch under my nose. Although I wanted to, I struggled not to lick them because I did not want to make my Mistress angry, who in the meantime had started to sing. I did not think she was so good, she was really able to do everything. Kaley was really perfect and I lost myself hearing her wonderful voice and smelling that great odor. Once again I found myself daydreaming and at some point I thought that if I had licked my cousin's feet in front of Chelsea or Rose, maybe she would have given me a big reward, maybe she would have let me touch the most precious part of that divine body.

Ch 42: Something for Kaley

It had been almost two months since I signed the contract to become officially my aunt's maid, almost two months since I leaved the school. The headmaster and the professors had tried in every way to discouraging me but the choice had already been made...even though it had not been taken by me. Despite Kaley's words in those two months, my slavery remained a secret known only by three people and after a few weeks I began to hope my cousin had abandoned her plan to humiliate me in front of Chelsea and Rose.

Rose...my best Friend had called me for days after she found out that I had left school but I had never had permission to answer her calls and after a while my aunt decided to take my phone from me. Rose had probably stopped calling me and I wondered if she knew where I was, I was not sure that in the school the rumor that I had become my cousin's maid had already spread.

My days were almost all the same but I could not define them boring. Though my chores were tiring, the moments I passed at the feet of my aunt and my cousin were more than enough to convince me more and more that I could not have a better life.

During the day Biscuit and Slave alternated often and I had to change accordingly my "dress", fortunately I had become very good at removing and inserting my tail without being helped by my cousin. When I crawled behind Kaley who firmly held my leash, I did not have permission to talk and I remember how painful it was when she spanked me after that I had replied to her as a human instead of barking like a dog. Biscuit could not use the bathroom and so I was forced to wait for my Mistress to open the door and lead me into the garden.

I thought that with the passage of time I would be accustomed to doing my business on the garden, however acting like a dog outside was always a huge humiliation and after a while I had to struggle also with the cold. Kaley had not forgotten the mess I had combined the first time and so every time I had to take off my dress. Aunt Emma had more fun using me as her maid, she told me that she had never liked playing with dogs and that I was very pretty dressed like a sexy maid, I blushed every time. As she had promised me, my Mistress taught me to cook and despite some mess, after almost two months I was able to prepare several elaborate meals. I do not know why but I was very happy when I watched my Mistresses eat what I had cooked and it did not matter that I should eat that delicious meal from my bowl. Kaley had always fun putting her foot inside it and feeding me with her toes but in the end I also enjoyed a lot that game.

With the passing of time I could not help but notice that my cousin did not stuff me with junk food as she did before, and in fact after a few weeks I lost a few pounds and I almost returned to having the body of the old Jennifer Martin. But Jennifer did not exist anymore, my cousin knew it well and she knew I was no longer a threat to her, so she did not care anymore if I was fat or not. I also thought it was even more satisfying for my cousin to be able to dominate a pretty girl, that made her feel even more powerful...in the end everyone is able to bully fat guys or some nerd.

Those two months had passed fast, I was very happy and yet I can not deny that deep on my heart I was very disappointed that my mother had never tried to talk to me. How can a mother do such a thing? Did she know at least where I was? Did she know that her daughter was safe? My aunt never told me that she had spoken to her sister but for some reason I was sure that my mother knew where I was, but did she even know what I was doing? Many nights I asked myself for hours and hours if my teachers had spoken to her and informed her of what I had done, in that case my mother had to know that I had a regular job...as her sister's maid!

Several times I had imagined the scene of my mother who, having known that shocking news, rushed to my aunt's house yelling at my Mistress for having stolen her daughter, for having enslaved her. But that never happened and the last time I saw Christine Spencer's face was still that night when I had left my home, violently slamming the door and dragging my suitcase down the street.

It had been many days since the last time I had gone out of the house of my aunt, that time I had to help my cousin with her shopping, as usual when Kaley was at school I was dressed as a maid and I was lying on my back on the living room floor with my aunt's heel in my mouth. My Mistress was reading a book sitting comfortably on the couch, with her legs crossed at the ankles.

Being used as a footstool was not uncommon for me, I had spent hours and hours with my aunt's feet on my face while she worked in her studio or with Kaley's while doing her homework, but every time I was excited as if it was the first one. About excitement, it had been nearly a month since Kaley had allowed me to have an orgasm and I was at my very limits. Many times during the night I had thought about touching myself but I do not know how, in the end I was always able to resist and not disobey my Mistress. My cousin had fun keeping me in that state, she said I was even more docile and that she loved to see my gaze as I begged her to cum.

- Use a little bit that tongue - my aunt said suddenly, bringing me back to reality and immediately I hurried to obey my Mistress's order.

As I licked and sucked her heel, savoring the taste that I loved so much, I heard a beep and Aunt Emma put down her book and took her smartphone to read the message that had just arrived.

- That's enough - she said, taking off her feet from my face - Go and get dressed, you have to go to Jacqueline. She stay in a nearby hotel and has something for Kaley. While you are there you will be completely at her disposal -

"Completely at her disposal?" I said to myself, scared by my aunt's words.

I could not believe she was lending me to a friend of hers as if I were a mere object and I could not help but wonder if that woman knew what my true status was. I did not want to go to Jacqueline de la Richardais, I did not want to serve her again and I certainly did not want to stay alone with her. But unfortunately what I wanted did not matter, so resigned I said:

- Yes Madame -

After a few minutes I was ready to go out and after my aunt told me where I needed to go I left home, glancing at my aunt's car and hoping that sooner or later I would have permission to drive, I was beginning to hate the bus that, to my sorrow, that day was very crowded.

"I'll catch the flu" I thought sadly when the man next to me coughed for the umpteenth time and a woman kept sneezing non-stop.

When I got to the hotel, which was obviously the most luxurious in the city, I watched for a moment my clothes and I was afraid, or perhaps I hoped, that they would not let me in. Kaley had thrown away all the clothes that were in my suitcase and I could not take those who were in my mother's house. Then my cousin had "restored" my wardrobe with horrible clothes which were probably destined to the poor in the neighborhood. I sadly watched my sweater that was two sizes too big and probably it was previously owned by a man who had no idea what fashion was. Shamefully I went into the building and I headed to the front desk.

- How can I help you? - a woman asked, she was looking at me with disgust.

- Mrs Jacqueline de la Richardais is waiting for me, I'm Jennifer Martin - I answered and I had a lot of trouble pronouncing my name loudly.