(this is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction, and will focus on some of my own personal fantasies, elements include noncon, foot worship,kidnapping, enslavement, physical+mental domination, chastity, forced feminization, bondage, and other taboo things, probably wont be too plot heavy, if these things offend you than click away now)
After kissing the shoes of my new mistresses, they decided it was time to bring the party inside. However, I was covered in mud and dirt after having been thrown to the ground outside. Their solution was simple; I was sprayed for several minutes with ice cold water from a high-pressure hose. It was hot and muggy out, so the fact it was cold water was welcome, but it didn't stop the water from stinging like hell. They especially loved spraying the shit out of my face and my cock and balls.
"Be sure to get that tiny cock and puny balls. They deserve to suffer since they could never please a woman!" Tonya spoke the truth. My 1-inch cock had never been seen by anyone. I was too embarrassed to even try dating because of it. Now under the control of two lesbians, the odds of it ever penetrating anyone plummeted.
When they were finished, I was gasping for air. To make my breathing situation worse, a tight collar and leash were attached in one smooth motion. Sherry took the leash and led me inside through the back sliding door. The house was quite nice for the location. It was clear the two women had money and lived in luxury, with comfortable furniture and expensive decorations.
Once inside, Tonya's strong hands on my shoulders forced me to my knees.
"You will be always on your knees while indoors, slave! Now crawl to the couch and be ready for the rules!" Tonya and Sherry both kicked off their shoes by the back door and let the aroma of their feet fill the living room. The whole room quickly stunk like sweat, an odor that I would be forced to become familiar with.
Once they were on the couch, I crawled to the foot of the couch and looked and the big, strong women that were my captors. Both clearly worked out and would take me down in a fight 10 times out of 10. This scared the shit out of me and reinforced the idea that there was no way out of this. I looked from their faces to their muscly arms, to their b and c sized cup tits (Tonya and sherry's respectively,) to their strong built legs, to their white socks that covered up to their shins. I was ogling too long.
"Jeez, I know we're eye candy but you've got a job to do! Start smelling our socks!" Sherry was not gonna take no for an answer. I put my nose near her foot and sniffed. It was revolting, as if the socks were not changed for a couple of days. I gagged hard and backed away, which pissed them both off.
"DO BETTER THAN THAT!" Tonya screamed while grabbing the back of my head and shoving my face into her lover's sweaty socks. She smacked my ass to motivate me further. I inhaled like my life depended on it.
"Now that we've got you right where we want you" Sherry said in an evil voice, "let's go over some ground rules. You will never refer to us as anything but Mistress Sherry and Mistress Tonya, or whatever else we want you to fucking call us."
"Yes Mistress Sherry" I whimpered between sniffs
"You will always be at our feet ready to carry out orders we give you. If you don't have any current orders, you will automatically lick and kiss the shoes, socks, and feet of whichever mistress is in the room. Smell Tonya's Socks!"
