Irony Of Fate Ch 04

The very next day, Leon had to show up at Svenja's in the late morning. Since she wasn't planning to pay him for every hour anyway, she could take him for as long as she wanted. At least those were her words before she said goodbye to him yesterday with a devilish smile.

As soon as the young man had entered her apartment and Svenja had closed the door behind him, she pointed her finger snootily at the floor in front of her without saying a word.

HE immediately understood this hint and went down on his knees in front of her.

Seconds passed and as he remained impassive on the floor, the blonde beauty nagged at him arrogantly.

"Don't you want to kiss my feet to greet me?"

Once again, Leon shook his head in disbelief at this arrogance. This couldn't be true. This cunning beast had him completely under her control by now. It was simply unbelievable.

Hesitantly and struggling with himself, Leon bent his head down to her feet. He now supported himself with his hands in front of her and began to kiss the tips of her high heels, which he had already polished extensively a few days ago with the rest of her shoes.

After Svenja had let him have his way for a moment, she stepped on Leon's hands with both shoes the next moment with a sadistic smile. He immediately grimaced in pain, as the blonde had now shifted her entire weight onto his fingers, but nevertheless continued to kiss the tips of her shoes submissively.

He bravely endured the pain as he continued to humiliate himself in front of her. She quickly seemed to take pleasure in torturing him even more and began to alternately exert more pressure on his fingers, moving her feet as if she was putting out a cigarette on his hands.

His fingers were already turning dark red when the young lady finally let go of his hands.

Relieved, he took a deep breath. He couldn't have endured this pain for much longer. Svenja seemed to be enjoying her new position of power immensely, however, as her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Lie flat on the floor in front of me now, Leon! I want to try something out!" She now commanded him succinctly and firmly.

What the hell was she going to do now? The young man was starting to get scared. Just a few days ago, he had thought Svenja was a sweet, young blonde. He would never have dreamed how calculating, deceitful and dominant she could be. She also seemed to take great pleasure in causing him pain.

Nevertheless, he obeyed and a moment later he was lying flat on the floor in front of her.

The long-haired beauty now slipped out of her heels, braced herself against the wall with her hands and lifted her right foot right above his head.

As her foot approached his face, Leon panicked. She couldn't be serious. She couldn't just...

At that moment, Svenja placed her right foot on his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, she shifted her entire weight onto this foot and placed her left foot on his forehead and eyes.

Leon was stunned. The young lady's weight also made it impossible for him to speak.

As she began to kick at his face, she spoke down to him almost euphorically, while his head almost seemed to burst from the insane pain.

"It's really strange! Actually, I just wanted to demonstrate how much I'm above you with this action. I never thought it would be so much fun to trample on someone. I could even get used to it! You'd better make an effort in your work here in future and serve me with obedience and passion, otherwise I might well keep my shoes on next time."

The blonde beauty laughed and seemed to enjoy having power over the man, who was several years older than her. The fact that he was moaning in pain under her weight seemed to get her going even more.

She now shifted her weight alternately onto her toes and the balls of her feet, squatting down briefly before straightening up again. These movements concentrated her weight on individual points on his head to such an extent that it brought tears to the young man's eyes.

He had never felt such pain in his life. The pressure on his head was unbearable. Seconds became eternities for him.

Svenja finally let go of him and got off his head. She was still very excited and grinned with amusement.

"You really do make an excellent doormat. Has anyone ever told you that?" She mocked him at the same time as she slipped back into her heels.

As Leon, still almost dazed with pain, slowly stood up again, the young lady suddenly spoke to him seriously.

"Well, I think you've understood, haven't you? So now you can get to work. First you tidy up the apartment, take care of the dirty dishes and then you clean my toilet. It's been waiting for you since yesterday. When you've finished, you can clean my Gucci pumps. I wore them last night.

In the meantime, I'm going to prepare for my exams. So don't disturb me while I'm studying and don't make any noise while you're cleaning! Understood?"

"Yes, Svenja." The battered and at the moment totally broken Leon replied immediately with soft words. These two words seemed to have left his lips almost automatically.

"Good boy! That's exactly how I like it. Maybe you'll turn into a good cleaner after all. Who knows? Just like my mother always says. All it takes is a bit of motivation and discipline." Grinning, the blonde lady went back to her desk without paying him any further attention.

Although his head still hurt and he was a little dizzy, Leon set to work straight away. Intimidated by Svenja's demonstration, he didn't want to give her any reason for further sanctions.

As he tidied up her apartment as quietly as possible, he had only one thought. How was this going to continue? Apparently it wasn't enough for this blonde beast just to humiliate him and treat him like her personal servant. She now also seemed to enjoy inflicting physical pain on him and even took pleasure in it.

Could it really be that this blond angel was in fact an arrogant, condescending and spoiled brat with sadistic tendencies?

What had he got himself into and, above all, how low had he sunk? Due to his financial difficulties, Svenja had now completely taken control of him.

He was already completely dependent on her and she had no qualms about using this to her advantage. He would have loved to run away like a little boy. But where to go without a penny in his pocket?

For the time being, he had no choice but to continue playing Svenja's perfidious game. A game in which she alone determined all the rules and his role was really only to obey. As much as he resisted it from the inside. He had no other choice.

After he had done most of his work, he set about cleaning Svenja's toilet. When he lifted the toilet lid, he almost couldn't believe his eyes. Never before in his life had he seen such a filthy toilet bowl.

The spoiled lady was apparently even too lazy to use a toilet brush. It was outrageous what was expected of him here. It was actually nothing short of a miracle that Svenja even flushed after using the toilet.

But it didn't help. He had to clean up her mess. So he knelt in front of her toilet for almost twenty minutes and scrubbed the very stubborn remnants of her excrement from the expensive porcelain until it shone white again.

Afterwards, Leon cleaned her dusty Gucci pumps, which had certainly cost more than he had to pay in rent each month. How unfair life could be.

As Svenja hadn't paid him yesterday, Leon was once again completely without funds. All he had eaten for breakfast was stale bread and cheap jam, which actually consisted more of sugar and coloring than fruit. The young man had to risk everything and ask Svenja for his deserved payment if he didn't want to eat only stale and dried bread again tonight.

Slowly and with his head bowed, he crawled towards Svenja's desk. Humiliating himself voluntarily in front of her again and begging her for money really demanded everything from the once so proud Leon.

Once there, Leon crawled like a dog under the table, which consisted only of a glass top with stainless steel legs. From above, he was immediately observed attentively through the glass top by Svenja, who leaned back casually and relaxed in her upholstered leather office chair.

Leon now crouched at her feet almost like a pet. His gaze was submissively directed towards the floor. After a short pause, he politely addressed her by name.

"Svenja, I've done all the work you asked me to do. May I therefore ask you for my payment? As I am very short of money, I really need it very urgently. I apologize very much for my importunity, but I am already very desperate."

After a short silence, which gnawed painfully at Leon's nerves, the blonde beauty answered him.

"So, you want to be paid. At least you've now understood how to behave towards me. Since your behavior and performance today were quite alright, I'll make you a proposal.

I will pay you if you show me your gratitude here and now for taking care of you so selflessly. By the way, I would be very flattered if you would also ask me for the money. Perhaps you could also think about how you could make your request a little more emphatic if you really want to get me in the mood to donate.

But I'm sure you'll think of something! You're a clever boy, aren't you?"

She grinned at him calculatingly and slipped out of her pumps at the same time. Directly in front of Leon's lowered head, she now began to place her high arched feet on her heels, pointing in his direction and moving her toes at the same time.

The former manager didn't have to think long to guess what she expected from him. Apparently, he was supposed to beg her for his well-deserved payment and kiss her feet while he knelt in front of her like her puppy under the table.

Without having to think any further, Leon immediately lowered his head and began to kiss Svenja's feet very intimately and almost passionately, while also asking her very submissively for his payment.

This was by far the worst moment in his life so far. Nevertheless, he saw no other way out and caressed this young lady's feet without stopping.

The blonde student could hardly get enough of this spectacle and really seemed to enjoy every second of it.

After Leon had kissed her feet for almost five minutes, she now spoke to him from above, somewhat annoyed.

"Stop it! You're boring me. If you can't think of anything better than kissing my feet all the time, then your gratitude can't be that great. Apparently you don't need the money that badly after all, otherwise you would surely worship my feet much more devotedly. Don't you think so?"

Leon was once again close to despair. This beast! Instead of telling him this immediately, she let him beg and kiss her feet for several minutes. What did she want from him now? Was it no longer enough for her that he kissed her feet under the table and begged her for his well-deserved reward?

As Svenja now placed her feet even more in front of Leon's face, Leon slowly realized what she now expected from him.

After a brief hesitation, he now slowly and brokenly lowered one head all the way down to the floor and began to lick Svenja's feet submissively like a dog. Leon thought of nothing more at this moment.

Neither the much-needed payment nor his former pride.

Like a puppy, he now obediently licked the feet of this young lady who had been treating him like dirt for days.

Triumphant and grinning, Svenja took note of this action. After a while, she slowly placed one foot after the other on Leon's head and pressed it down on her shoes lying on the floor.

Fascinated, she noticed that Leon, like a well-trained dog, did not stop licking but immediately began to slide his tongue over the leather of her heels.

A few moments later, the long-legged blonde began to immerse herself in her books again, while her feet were still resting on his head.

Unfortunately, the young man had no choice but to stay here and continue licking her shoes if all his previous efforts were not to be in vain.

A few minutes later, Svenja finished her studies. She slipped her shoes back on and threw him a ten euro bill under the table.

"If you carry on like this, you'll be very useful to me. So make an effort! Here's the money you've been waiting for. But don't spend it all at once. Haha! I'll be expecting you again tomorrow at the same time and now get out!"

Like a whipped dog, he crawled to the front door in a hurry after kissing her feet again in thanks. As soon as he had left her apartment, he put his face in his hands in despair. What kind of hopeless situation had he got himself into? Had he really sold himself to this young beast? How could this have happened so quickly?

She had subjugated and humiliated him for hours today. And for what? For a paltry ten euros. Leon now realized that something had to change as soon as possible.