Femdom Dystopia Ch 07

His collar vibrated and shocked him in intervals. He woke up and hit his head against the bars of his tiny cage. He tried to shake off the pain but he couldn't move a meter. His cage door opened, and he tried to squeeze and crawl out, but his owner chained all his limbs together.

Paranoid Bitch! He thought.

The shocks meant that he should lick his mistress feet until she woke up.

He somehow made it to the top of her bed and started working. Through the night, her feet got scaringly cold, and the bed sheets at her feet were flooded with sweat.

He licked them without taking a break switching both sides. She laid on her back so her feet would hang to the sides like rabbit feet.

2 hours past. His mouth was dryer than the desert and Cassandra's feet, cleaner than distilled water. His cock cage has been ringing for hours now, cause his dick kept exploding due to the male nature of morning testosterone. Mistress got annoyed and sat up, looking angry at him, 4240 and his 2.5 Meters of height and 120 KG Massive body fell from the bed because he feared her eye contact (also it was forbidden anyways and would severally be punished he remembered).

She got on her feet and took his chin in her right hand, lifted his head, 4240 closed his eyes in fear and started to tremble. She slapped his face a couple of times and seemed satisfied.

Cass: "We need to find a solution to your chastity cage down there, it's way too annoying often you get hard, maybe I should leave you at the sperm center regularly, but that's out of option, who else would dress and serve me."

She picked up his leash and tucked it, he felt the collar getting smaller for 1 second and slowly extending to normal size again. He waggled his tail and barked, hoping she wouldn't punish him again for being too human. He kissed the ground she walked on, not forgetting even one step. She noticed.

Cass: "Since when can dogs kiss?"

She took her whip from her belt, She always wore a belt and a whip attached to it.

She whipped him instantly two times.

Cass: Although I think it is cuter if you kiss the place on the floor I stepped on, it's better than licking, this is an exception, everywhere else you can't kiss, you are a dog!"

No apology nothing, she is cruel, he thought.

She continued walking down through the house and he continued crawling watching her every step. Hours of cleaning her feet and now she just makes them dirty again, he thought enraged.

They entered the bathroom, she stopped in front of the shower.

Cass: "Undress me pet."

Half of his body was still tied up, the only option left was to use his teeth. He stood up and removed all of her clothes carefully not trying to stand up too high, to make her look small like she is. She entered the shower.

Cass: "Shock level 5."

4240 jumped and screamed in pain, he saw the mistake and immediately stuck his head and upper body into the shower. and started licking her feet while the shower was running hot steaming water on her body first and then on him. While licking her feet he soaked up a lot of water, this could be the last time he would get water today. His skin was burning in this hot water, how could anyone shower at this temperature?

She finished and got out. She threw a towel on the floor and clapped her hands twice.

He ran through every body part, even her clit, feet, armpits, and ass. She took the towel out of his hands and he started continuing his job, licking her already clean feet. She took care of her face and hair.

Cass: "Pick my leash up with your teeth and stay behind my feet."

He waggled his tail for her to acknowledge him.

They reentered his owner's bedroom, she walked to his cage/ bed and threw the towel that cleaned all her body parts inside.

Cass: "This towel will be your pillow, with what you will sleep for a very long time, you should thank me, I rarely gift dogs something."

He hugged her legs and stuck his head between them, waggling his tail and barking she laughed too.

Cass: "I'm going to nap now and eat breakfast later pet, I always have to change my sheets after every nap cause of the amount of sweat my feet leave behind. I need you to lay at the end of my bed and be a good dog."

She took his head, by pulling his hair and fixating his collar at the bed frame right at the middle, so now his head would lie on her bed and he would kneel on the ground. She took his arms and attached them to the bed frame as well. Now she brought a new toy for her pet. It would extend the collar to a neck collar, limiting the natural movements of his neck to zero, his head would now just be stuck in this position, and he couldn't look left or right. Her next item was a mouth extender, linked to his collar it would lock his jaw in place, and she could adjust the angle of how wide open his mouth would be, she sat on the bed and tried laying the heel of her feet on his mouth, it fit it but now she tried to put both of them inside his mouth and it didn't fit in. She hit him out of anger. She spat into his forced-open mouth. She adjusted the extender angle and opened his jaw even more

Cass: "Like this and like this and we need a little bit more space for the sweat to flow in and yes now we're finished."

She clapped her hands in excitement. The lights turned off she went to bed naked and pulled the blanket over herself cuddling herself. Now she turned around, laid on her back, and inserted both heels of her feet into his mouth, he made a little gag reflex sound but not further. Not a second later her feet started sweating and sweat made its way into his throat and afterward into his stomach. He got hard and his chastity cage made electric sounds.

She brutally smashed her feet down on his face several times.

Cass: "STOP MAKING NOISES PET I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!"

If he just could so easily control it. However she didn't stop hitting his face with her heels, after quite some time she finally calmed down and stopped hitting him, he also didn't get hard anymore since his nose was bleeding now, broken probably and he had black eyes. While dreaming she moved her feet always so he couldn't sleep anyway. Now and then sweat would flow down his throat and he was still disgusted by it, but to think about that wasn't his business because he wasn't a human like his owner.