Femdom Dystopia

She took his leash, pulled him close, establishing full control and they walked to the kitchen when she suddenly screamed.

Cass: "My sweat, dog lick me clean!"

She lifted her armpits first, so he went there, there were almost water drops dropping down but he could soak them up. Now she pointed at her ass, she put down her underwear and rolled her dress up, he licked that clean too, and now his tongue was wet.

The next checkpoint was her clit, he had to crawl under her dress and pull her underwear off again, with his teeth. He started licking and while he licked she produced more sweat, he almost drowned in it.

4240 was about to get out of her dress but Cassandra held his head in place, she squashed his balls with her feet signing him to continue licking. She had enough after half an hour, now she came several times.

She sounded out of breath.

Cass: Nothing beats this feeling, but maybe whipping does. Pet by the way you forgot my feet you stupid pet, stupid dog.

He looked down at her long feet and saw they were in a lake. They produced so much sweat that she created a puddle under her feet. He had to suck the ground dry as if he was eating a soup. After a long time, he managed to lick her feet clean and dry.

Cass: Pet now you are fed right? Be ready for the next one.

She patted his head and his Chasitiy Cage rang. She looked at him.

Cass:"It makes you horny when I touch you? Hahaha"

He looked embarrassed at her feet not doing anything.

They made their way to the living room

She sat down on the couch, she pulled him close and he did everything in his power not to touch her leg. She turned on the television and continued to ignore him.

He knelt next to her feet and patiently admired them. The TV was broadcasting a massive slave deportation per huge ships but she switched the channel to a ponyboy race, slaves were pulling race carts and the women were cheering and whipping them to go faster, you could see the pain in the ponyboy's eyes.

Cass: "Pet I need to name you something, I can't remember your index number. Or maybe I will just stick with pet, I think you shouldn't have a name, women have names and you are just my whip boy, just an object.

You know maybe I've been too soft to you, but my feet are permanently sweating I need something to take care of that. Pet from now on, whenever you can, 24/7 around the clock, you will lick my feet, doesn't matter if I'm wearing boots or socks. You should also touch me like a dog would with your paws and your head to communicate or express joy, so we can play together too. "

Finally, he thought, some affection.

She snapped her fingers.

He jumped up and started licking both her feet.

He immediately understood the meaning.

Cass: "Snipping means come to my feet and obey my command. Good pet, however, if I'm walking barefoot you must lick the floor I walked on like a good dog, or else my sweat would go to waste. If you forget these things I will punish you severally, so make SURE to remember pet."

She stood up and walked into the kitchen without communicating with him. As soon as she started walking he made it his job to lick the floor where her feet touched the ground, you could see sweat prints of her soles on the ground, and the whole floor got wet.

As soon as she stopped walking, he licked her feet almost seemingly. Still holding the leash tight in her hands she organized some stuff in the kitchen and walked left or right so he had to be quick to follow her every single movement.

She dropped the leash due to tidying up the kitchen.

This is the first time she stopped holding the leash in her paranoid sadistic close grip.

She walked around and kept an eye on him, testing his loyalty and obedience.

She picked up the leash again and pulled him very close to her legs.

It made him choke and he began licking her legs in constant pain and fear.

The C Ring bell rang and she laughed.

Then he noticed the key to his C Cage was chained around his owner's ankle. Intrusive thoughts took over but soon they arrived in the living room. She sat down on the couch and began reading some newspaper that was lying around there.

4240 knelt beside her feet just as he was teached with his head and hands on the floor, praying and idolizing her long cold white feet.

She snapped her fingers: „Footstool"

He positioned his back so her feet could rest on it but he was surprised when nothing happened. She looked like she waiting. Remember acting like a dog! He kept telling himself. He feared touching her feet without permission, he didn't know how to put them on his back. He began licking both of them and when he was sure she didn't react, he took one after another and lifted her massive big feet on his back.

He felt her move and she lowered her arm to his level. She roughly patted him and messed up his hair

Cass: "You becoming more of a dog sooner and I'm having you tamed more day by day, good boy!"

He was happy to hear that and remained in his position, seconds later she hit the back of his head with her feet.

Cass: "LIKE A DOG!!! ACT LIKE A DOG"

He jumped up, wiggled his fake tail, and barked in pain and joy at the same time.

She seemed satisfied and went back to reading and stretching her feet on his back comfortably.

3 Hours past

Cass: „Listen closely pet, pick up my feet and make a platform for them, with both your hands, if you let my feet drop or you aren't soft and careful enough I will have to punish you earlier this day than I originally planned"

He held both his owner's feet in place very carefully as if his life depended on it, but in fact, it did.

Cass:" Your meal today will be my toenails, eat the excessive grown parts that have grown too long. Nibble them off with your teeth and molars."

He wanted to throw up when he heard that, he adjusted himself to eating and still making a platform for her feet. He chewed all of her excessive toenails and swallowed them down. She presented her fingers now, great he thought.

It was hard peeling them off alone with his teeth and no place to hold them. After he peeled them all off she patted his hair once again for 2 minutes. 4240 got addicted to that more than he ever thought.