Lena And Life Ch 02

Chapter 2

A moment later, which seemed to pass as if in slow motion for both of them, Tanja had already rushed to them.

"Oh, I actually wanted to talk to you first and explain to you how I live here. I'm sorry Lena, I didn't know he wasn't done here yet. I hope he didn't scare you too much. This is Thomas, by the way. He owns this great house."

Incredulous and shocked, the young lady was still staring at the naked man, while Tanja immediately turned to him strictly.

"This is my sister Lena, Tom. Lena is going to stay with us for a few days. That's all right, isn't it?"

Lena couldn't believe her eyes when the naked man bowed his head to the floor in front of Tanja and answered submissively.

"It's an honor, Lady Tanya."

Satisfied, the attractive lady nodded while still looking down at him.

"Good, aren't you supposed to be done here cleaning the kitchen by now?"

Intimidated, the naked man winced and kissed the tips of her heels.

"I beg your forgiveness, Lady Tanya."

Annoyed, she shook her head.

"Can't you see that my sister finally wants to pee without being disturbed? Go clean the kitchen until I call you!"

Shocked, Lena put her hand over her mouth. It was unbelievable how her sister treated and humiliated this grown man. How could it be that he put up with all this?

As soon as she had finished her need, she curiously went to her sister. In the living room Tanja was already waiting for her, grinning.

"Sorry again. I actually wanted to explain it to you a little more gently, but after this unplanned situation, well, now I can talk openly about the nature of my relationship with Thomas."

Confused, the young runaway looked at her black-haired sister.

"What, kind of relationship? What's all this about, Tanja?"

"It's actually very simple, Lena. Thomas pays me to live here in his house for free and keep him as my slave. He has inherited this house and a considerable fortune and wants nothing more than to be useful to a young lady and make her life easier. When he made me the offer a year ago, I was also shocked at first like you are right now. But after realizing the incredible benefits to my life, I agreed to try it out for a week. What did I have to lose? Well, what can I say, after that week I immediately moved in permanently. It's just the perfect life.

He's been serving me as a slave 24/7 for a year now and I love it. It really is the best thing that could ever happen to me. I live like a queen here and I get paid for it too. Thomas cleans, washes and cooks. He just does everything here. I only have to give orders and he obeys. But the best thing is that he pays me for it and even kisses my feet gratefully."

Skeptically, the young blonde stared at her.

"Wow, that's really intense. Don't you have a guilty conscience when you take advantage of this Thomas and treat him so badly?"

"No more, sis. No more! At first I was unsure and struggled with my moral values. But then I was surprised how quickly I got used to this life. Because if he wishes from the bottom of his heart to serve me as a slave and even pays me for it, why shouldn't I take advantage of this and give him what he longs for so much? So we both get what we desire. I get a life of luxury without having to lift a finger, and he gets a personal mistress to serve as a slave day and night. Both parties are happy. So why should I have a bad conscience for that? Pay attention, Lena. I'm going to show you something."

Suddenly Tanja snapped her fingers loudly.

"Slave, come here!"

The attractive blonde could not believe her eyes once again when this strange, naked man immediately crawled into the room in a rush and submissively kissed Tanja's shoe tips.

Lena couldn't help a girlish grin.

"I still can't believe it. He really obeys you like a dog. Just inconceivable that he's doing all this voluntarily. And he actually lives here just as your slave? Doesn't he have a life of his own anymore?"

"That's exactly how he wants it. He is extremely submissive and enjoys his life here as much as I do. Even if it may not seem like it to you now at first glance, but serving is his destiny. He finds satisfaction and total fulfillment in completely submitting to me.

He exists only for my luxury and comfort. I've been dominating him for a year now, wearing the most expensive clothes and buying shoes with his money, which he even licks clean for me on a regular basis.

But a life with a slave also follows a certain rhythm. Education, training and small rituals determine our everyday life. My feet are a very important part of it. He loves my feet more than anything. I was surprised myself how much he enjoys pampering them. Therefore, he may sometimes worship my feet in the evening as a reward, but of course only if I am satisfied with his performance as a slave."

Still in disbelief, Lena shook her head.

"This guy is really paying you to let him serve you as a slave here in this dream house and for that he's still kissing your feet? You can't be serious!"

Smirking, her attractive sister shrugged her shoulders.

"Yes sweetie, that's exactly how it is. Except for a few small details, which I won't go into right now, I don't do anything for him here. My main task is to live here as a mistress and keep him real as my slave. Thereby it was decisive from the beginning that I do not play the mistress but live it. I am really very grateful for this privilege.

In the meantime, I have become so accustomed to it that I could no longer imagine a life without him. The only reason I still go to work a few hours a week is not financial. It's just so I don't completely lose my grip on the world."

With widened eyes, Lena looked speechlessly at the naked man who was still kissing the tips of her sister's shoes. A moment later Tanja ended this magical moment.

"So and now to you, slave! Today is your lucky day. Since I want to show you off to my sister, you may now take off my shoes and pamper my feet, although you did work a bit slowly today. So try hard and do not embarrass me in front of Lena. After all, I just praised you in front of her."

She had hardly spoken the words when Thomas began to tenderly take off her heels. While he now continuously thanked her softly, he licked her feet skillfully and passionately. The black-haired lady had leaned back, her legs stretched out. With great perseverance, this strange man now kissed, licked and massaged her highly arched feet, while he knelt completely naked in front of her.

Lena watched this spectacle in amazement, as this naked man crawled on the floor in front of them like a worm and worshipped her sister's feet full of fervor. This man was certainly ten years older than Tanja and was not even bad looking. He was slim and even looked somewhat trained. Nevertheless, he groveled before her like a trained dog and even thanked her for it.

In her wildest dreams, the young blonde would never have thought such a thing possible. What was most amazing, however, was that his behavior was completely normal for her sister. Calm and relaxed, Tanja changed the subject and chatted with her about the times when they both still lived at home, while she continued to let her slave lick her feet.

A few minutes later, Lena looked at her sister with a grin.

"How long is he supposed to keep licking your feet? I'm sure he's been doing that for half an hour now."

Amused, Tanja smiled at her.

"Don't worry about that. In the meantime, I really appreciate his tongue skills on my feet. It's really pleasant and relaxing. After a long day on high heels, really a relief! Sometimes we celebrate this ritual very extensively. Then he prays to me while continuously caressing my feet. These are also very beautiful and special moments for me. A few weeks ago I fell asleep from relaxation. When I woke up three hours later, he was still licking my feet. Isn't that sweet?

By the way, he not only takes care of my feet with his tongue, but also pedicures them at least once a week. His skills have really improved tremendously over the course of this year. Practice makes perfect, right?"

She playfully kicked him in the head while she grinned down at him in amusement. Submissively, he winced. "Yes, Lady Tanja." before he intimidatingly turned his attention back to her feet. It didn't seem to bother the black-haired lady in the least that divulging such intimate details, even more so in his presence, was highly degrading and humiliating for him.

Quite the contrary. It almost seemed that she really enjoyed showing off a bit to her little sister, or rather impressing her.

"You know what the most incredible thing about his pedicure is, Lena? Hold on! He eats the leftovers. He really completely eats everything that comes off my feet. Cut nails, calluses or dirt. My slave also eats the stinky dirt he gets out from under my toenails. Can you imagine? Thomas worships me so much that he even licks the floor in front of my feet afterwards. Just to make sure that everything that comes from my feet really ends up in his mouth."

The young blonde contorted her face in disgust, "That's disgusting! Just the mere thought of it makes me sick!"

"He just loves to worship me. My slave adores me so much that he even worships the dirt under the soles of my shoes and gratefully takes it in as a gift. I find this sign of his boundless adoration very touching, and if it makes him happy, why not?"

"Now enough, sis. Before I show you to the guest room, I wanted to have a few serious words with you. You may stay here for the next few days, but I want you to make yourself as invisible as possible while you're here. It's best if you stay in the guest room most of the time. I definitely don't want you snooping around and messing up our daily routine. Is that clear, Lena?"

"Yes it's clear."

Replied the leggy blonde a bit grumpily.

"You are a guest here and that is how you will behave. Precisely because the owner is not in a position to set rules, I expect impeccable behavior from you. Likewise, you will stay out of whatever happens here during your presence. These are things that concern only Thomas and me! And tomorrow you will start looking for a job immediately! Understood?"

"Yes, understood, and thanks again for letting me stay. I know I should have called first, but you really were my last hope."

"It's okay now, sweetie. Come on I'll show you to your room."

Shortly after, they both entered the guest room and Tanja wished her a good night. As soon as the door had closed, Lena turned on the old television and tested the very comfortable-looking guest bed.

The experiences of the last hours were really very confusing for her. What kind of crazy movie was going on here, in which her sister had apparently been playing the female lead for months. In addition, Tanja was telling her what to do even more than her mother. She could have just stayed at home. She had come here to experience something and not to spend the whole day in a guest room.

At least the room had a TV. If only Mom hadn't taken her cell phone! She couldn't even call anyone. This house didn't even seem to have a landline, because even Tanya had called her mother from her cell phone.

There she was! Finally arrived in the big city and still secluded and in addition still without telephone or smartphone. Although these were really bad conditions for a successful start in the big city, today's events had aroused Lena's curiosity. The fact that this strange man really paid money for being treated as a slave was something she just couldn't get out of her head.

A few minutes later, she fell asleep, totally overtired, with the TV on. However, a strange noise jolted her out of sleep again shortly afterwards. Had she been dreaming or was it just the TV that was still on? Drowsy, she turned off the set and listened again. But there was really nothing unusual to hear.

Lena turned to the other side and closed her eyes again. Apparently she had only been dreaming. When she was about to fall asleep again, she suddenly heard another noise. It was more like muffled screaming, or perhaps whimpering, which seemed to come from down in the cellar.

At almost regular intervals, she now continuously heard these soft and eerie sounds of pain. Frightened, the young lady locked the door to her room and then pulled the covers over her head. A few minutes later, the haunting was over, and the sound died away. Lena fell asleep again with a strange feeling.

What kind of creepy things were going on here at night?