slave

Parul makes her classmate here slave

"No, you don't understand," said Parul , pushing him back
against the wall with a two handed shove. "We really love to do this."
Her lower lip swelled in a triumphant grin.

He eased away from the wall, disturbed by something in Parul's
eyes, something triumphant, something that spoke of the battle of the
sexes and the kind of victory that some females want.
        "Yeah," said Jo, Parul's best friend in the jock girl clique
as she pressed in to cut off his retreat putting her arms around him
playfully and then pressing her big breasts against his back.

  Jo had been aware of the effect her breasts had on
boys ever since she was twelve. She was one of those girls who filled
out early and filled out a long way too.
    "Wouldn't you like to wrestle with us? See if you're as strong as the
girls?"
     Rahul looked from one to the other. He knew both girls from school,
and he'd known them for years, though they'd never taken any notice of
him before. Not until a couple of weeks back, when out of the blue,
Parul Rohm, THE Parul Rohm, the  gorgeous, star goalkeeper for
the School Under 18 champion girls' soccer team, had started sitting next to
him in science lab.

Lots of guys in school probably thought about Parul  when they jerked
off at night. She was one of the prettiest girls in the school, and on
top of that she had the kind of ass that men can't help but look at.
Parul went out with one of the big stars on the football team.
Ordinarily she didn't deign to notice Rahul's existence.

So it was a bit of a surprise when Parul Rohm had started to be
 nice to him and even started little conversations with him after
class. Soon enough she started letting him help her with her homework,
and even write essay answers. For Ra hulthis was easy enough. He could
have gone to college when he was sixteen, but his parents hadn't liked
the idea, deeming him to be too young at that point. As for Parul, she
was struggling to keep a B+ average.  Rahul was happy to help. It was
intoxicating to be spoken to by Parul.  It just made his brain buzz when she was
nice to him. She wore tight shirts and sweaters and had a way of pushing her
chest out to catch a man's eye. After a few little chats Rahul was putty in her hands.
        But it was what happened after that day he went  to her house
after school to help her with an important biology report, that had him
worried.Because from then on things had gotten progressively weirder.
        Parul had plenty of privacy at home. She had the whole basement
of the house to herself. She'd taken it over when she was 14, three
years before. Now it was a combination bedroom and home gym with
a desk and computer in one corner. Most important it had its own
entrance and its own bathroom. Parul only had to see her parents when
she wanted to.

        That first time he'd been over there, they'd talked a little
about the report and he'd started writing one. He planned to write his
own and then write a slightly "dumbed down" one for Parul that would
give her an A but keep it believable. That way the teacher wouldn't get suspicious.

While he was writing Parul pulled out some equipment and
stripped down to her panties and sportsbra. She set up some weight on the big
bar and started benchpressing it in sets of twelve reps followed by a rest.
    Rahul took a look at the weight she was lifting and almost let out a
whistle. It was way more than he could manage. The intimidating display
of female strength kept his eyes coming back again and again to her, until at last
she stopped and announced she was going out to jog around the block a couple of
times before it got dark.
    While she was gone he went over and tried to shift the 80 pounds she'd
been lifting so smoothly. It was hard. He thought he might have managed
it a few times, but not like she'd been doing it, with that smooth
practised motion.
    Sitting back down he pushed it away and concentrated on the writing.
After a while it came back to him and his fingers flew over the keys of
his laptop. He'd written three pages by the time she came back.
    "How's it going, Rahul," she said, coming over to stand behind him. He
could smell her clean sweat, and she put her hands on his shoulders and
kneaded them in the sweetest way.
    "Well, I think it'll do. It's about the way Govt works, and how
taxes are spent."
    "OK, I'll read it before I hand it in."
    She sat down beside him and for a moment her hand rested on his knee.
Rahul felt his penis harden immediately. Her presence beside him was
almost overwhelming.
    It was very hard to concentrate now, but he managed to tap out the
last couple of lines and saved it to a floppy which he left for her.
    "This is great, Rahul. I think the teachers will really think it's me.
I won't have to change hardly anything."
    "That was what I was hoping."
    "Mmm, you are such a sweet boy!"
    She walked over to the door with him, staying close.
    "Thank you, Rahul."
    "Uh, well, it was a pleasure," he muttered.

Dominant Shruti

I held my breath and tried to smother my terrible nerves. Shruti, a girl I had befriended from my first period English class, had called my phone and asked me to come over to her place. From the tone of her voice I could tell she had been crying. I had told my parents I was going to her house to work on homework, and the excuse was bought without a second thought.

Standing in the dark hallway, I finally gathered my courage, even though butterflies were still fluttering inside my stomach. After letting go of a long breath, I gave a few short raps on the door. I waited, but there was no response.

"Come in," said Shruti. Her beautiful voice was still tinged with sadness. Trying to make as little noise as possible, I opened the door and entered the bedroom. I walked slowly across the soft pink carpet and reached her bedside.






All she had for light was a solitary
lamp on her nightstand, but even in the half-light I marveled at her appearance. Shruti was never particularly beautiful; when she was younger, I actually thought she was a little ugly. However, she'd become much prettier as she grew older, and now such bad thoughts about her appearance never crossed my mind.

Shruti had thick legs and fleshy white skin. She wasn't fat, although she did pack one or two extra pounds on her belly. Her straight brown hair came only to the very top of her shoulders. She wore a very short pair of blue jean shorts, a slightly too-tight shirt, and her feet were bare.


"Thank you for coming," she said, beckoning me to sit beside her on the bed. "I'm in such a terrible mood."

"What happened?" I asked her.

Shruti was quite for a moment, as if trying to figure out how to say her answer. She finally

gave up and just blurted it out. "Rahuland I broke up." She started to cry at the mention of her former boyfriend's name.

I couldn't believe it. Shruti and Rahulhad dated for two years; I never dreamed in a million years that they would ever separate. "Why, Shruti?" I asked.

Shruti pounded her fist into the mattress. "That's the stupidest part about it!" she said. "He said that he didn't like 'planning my life' around me, so we broke up. Apparently, he thought I was too 'demanding.'"

I caught my breath at this statement. If there was one thing that actually attracted me to Shruti, that was it....

See, Shruti, in my terms, is a Dominant Woman. After all the time I knew her, one thing was crystal clear: she expects her men to obey her orders and submit themselves to her. As I sat there, I remembered my interactions with Shruti and Rahulwhen they were still a couple. Whenever they were standing together talking, it was Shruti who would grab Rahul's hand and start walking—not the other way around. It was Shruti who told Rahulwhen to come over to her place, and it was Shruti who would sometimes even chew Rahulout in front of people if he disobeyed her.

I loved this part of Shruti. I found the idea of a dominant woman two inches taller ordering me around and telling me what to do as, well, extremely sexy. The problem was, I have this thing about women...you see, I'm not exactly outgoing when it comes to the female species. I always thought, "Oh well, Shruti's dating Ryan, and I know they're even having sex together. There's nothing I can do about it." However, I never thought the tables would ever turn.

At this point, my mind was still a ways away from Shruti's sexual attributes. I tried to consolidate the poor girl. "Gosh, I never would dream of that. You're not very demanding at all, are you?"

Shruti sniffed. "I just expect man to know his place and love his woman, that's all." She stared at the floor between her legs; I wished those darn shorts were a few inches thinner.



After a brief silence, I said "That's the problem. Not many men know their place." I was hoping Shruti would pick up on the hint, but instead the conversation took a direction I hadn't intended.

"What, in your opinion, is a man's place?"

I thought about her question for a few moments before answering. I wasn't trying to win her heart, or anything like that. I just didn't want this interesting and potentially revealing conversation to end. "Well," I said. "That depends on the man. For me, it is beside or behind his woman, helping her through life and completing whatever she asks."

"Well, you're unlike most men." She crossed her shapely legs and pressed her feet together. I noticed that she'd painted her toes black, as with her fingernails. She also crossed her arms as well. "I wish Rahullived by your definition," she said with a smile. "Why 'behind' a woman, might I ask?"

"Well, most women nowadays are very..." I struggled to find the right word. I didn't want to be too forthright. I finally decided just to go all-out and see what she'd think "...capable. Yes, that's it. They can take a man's spot in a relationship and be the leader and order-giver. In fact, most of them do a much better job than an average man would, in many cases."

Shruti smiled again, but I thought I could see a flash of mischief in her eyes—but then again, maybe it was just my imagination. "Demonstrate."

It wasn't a request—her tone of voice made it clear that it was an order. Inside, I moaned, and the command went straight to my groin. "Well, uh, take your strength, for instance." I laid myself out on the bed, chest down, and sat my arm upright. "I bet you can beat me at arm wrestling. Although I look strong, I am weaker than many men."

Shruti giggled. "Oh, I'll just embarrass myself," she said. But in reality, I could see her satisfaction at my request reflected in her eyes. "Oh well, if you insist...." She rolled onto her belly and put her hand inside mine. I tingled at the touch. "On three," she said.

I could tell that Shruti was a lot stronger than me by the way she instantly pushed my hand back three inches. Then she stopped, allowing me to bring our arms even with each other, but then she started pushing me back down again.

She was toying with me! She was letting me think that I was stronger than her, and then she'd bring our arms level. In the end, though, I had no doubt who would win the contest.

Despite my love of female dominance, I still felt ashamed when Shruti sunk my hand into the mattress. She held it there for a moment, refusing to let me go. Our eyes gazed straight at each other.

"You were right," she said. "Some women are very...capable."

I only nodded and squirmed under her iron grip. Shruti smiled another of those mischievous grins and grabbed my other hand. Before I knew it, she'd climbed on top of me. She secured my legs with hers and looked down at me from her victorious and, dare I say, dominant position. "Rahul may have ditched me," she said solemnly. "But I think I may have just found his replacement."

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Hi Guys,

I was away and also lost my password..so culdn't post blogs nt his..


I'll be back with some more interesting stuff.. Keep watching this space..

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A long and a very nice read..got it from some Abel's website..enjoy...!!!
lots of grammar mistakes..but we can sure forgive the author for this interesting read..

Ok y'all before i start this story i just wanna say i got the idea from a
story on a blog, i don't know how this law stuff works and i don't wanna get
in trouble so i won't say wich story it is but i liked it and i wanted to
make my remix version of it , my version you know so i'm not copyng it from
there i just got the idea, let me give yall an lil song on the story before
we start with the real story, i'm sure u'll like it and if u dont skip down.
now again we all now this song is a different version of gangsta's paradise
from coolio but i dont realy know if this is illegal so if it is just tell
me and i'll get rid of it as much as i can cuz i will send it out to some
websites but yea i am just doingthis for fun i dont wanna hurt anyone or
make money and
 i dont want trouble so if i'm doing anything i shouldnt do
just tell me and i'll fix it, but dont exope it please this is a dark part
of my life i dont want to bring to light.

As I crawl through the hallway of the mistress I serve
I take a look at m
y life and realize there's nothing left
Cause I've been licking and serving so long that
Even my mistress thinks that my mind is gone


But I ain't never crossed a mam becouse she never  deserves it
SHe be treated like aqueen, you know that's heard of
You better watch how you talking, and where you walking
Or you and your homies might be whipped by her


I really hate to wait, but I gotta loc
As I waitI see myself without any clothes, fool
I'm the kinda slave that little boys wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Sayin' prayers to my madam's bed

been spending most our lives
Living in a submissive's Paradise
been spending most our lives
Living in a submissive's Paradise
keep spending most our lives
Living in a submissive's Paradise
keep spending most our lives
Living in a submissive's Paradise

Forgot the situation, they got me facin
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the girls
So I gotta bow down with the serving team
Too much television watchin' got me chasin dreams


I'm an uneducated fool, with women on my mind
Got my rag in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm apussy whipped slave, shoe licking server
And my head is down, to not arouse her anger, fool


Death ain't nothing but a heart beat away
I'm livin life do-or-die ah, what can I say?
I'm twenty-three now will I live to see twenty-fo'?
The way things are goin I don't know


Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones being hurt are just us men
been spending most their lives
Living in the submissive's Paradise
been spending most their lives
Living in the submissive's Paradise
keep spending most our lives
Living in the submissive's Paradise
keep spending most our lives
Living in the submissive's Paradise

Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
all the guys are crawling , but half of them ain't lookin
What's goin on in the kitchen, but I do all the cookin


They say I got ta learn, but nobody's here to teach me
If they can't understand it, how can they reach me?
I guess they can't -- I guess they won't
I guess they frontin that's why I know my life is under them, fool

thave been spending most their lives
Living in the submissive's Paradise
thave been spending most their lives
Living in the submissive's Paradise
we keep spending most our lives
Living in the submissive's Paradise
we keep spending most our lives
Living in the submissive's Paradise


Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones being hurt -- are just us men
Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones being hurt -- are just us men

Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones being hurthurt -- are just us men
Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones being hurt -- are just us men


intrio on the story to locate the setting i no its long but i cant make it
any shorter
The year is 2086. Women rule the world, and men are all their slaves, how
coud this happen? well it all stated in 2008. When Hillary was elected she
gave more rights to women. remember how men had slightly more rights back in
the day like in the early 1900's? well now its the same but with the
opposite sex. she was in charge 2 times. after her was another female and
she gave even more rights to females. this went on for a while , and while
it was happening it was always a female in charge. slowly the government
became all females. guys had dumb jobs and females smart jobs. the females
in charge started  influencing the out side world at world meetings with
other countries, with movies and whatnot. slowly the rest of the world
started taking example and then females were in charge all over the world.
one day at a world meeting they decded to just enslave all men since they
had the power to. they all did it in their countries in different ways, but
not all that different, pritty much if u were a guy u were forced to be a
slave and if u didnt u would be persued and killed, and they were powerfull.
so now in the year 2086 men are all slaves to women. some women have their
slaves donate sperm and the mistress gets the money for it. 55% of women
fuck their slaves to have babies, 25% get sperm injections, and the
remaining 20 they do it in other ways , i mean it is the future. when a
child is born he or she gets taken care by the slave of the house or by his
or her mom if the mom doesen't have a slave. guys when they are 6 they go to
slave school untill 18. they have to stay untill 13 after that they coul be
bought or stay untill 18 it depends on weather they get bought or not. at 18
they go to the slave market were a female buys them and gets their record
and the info on the slave's parents. the mom is always contacted to know how
the child is doing. a mom can train her son if she is certified. u can do it
anyway u want but  u are required to train a slave. if a girl is born they
lead a normal life. mistresses also use their slaves as sluts so ppl still
have sex. also girls can become slaves if they are in debt or aomething but
even if they are slaves they are always superior to men.
Jane Lorena just moved in her own place. She is 22 years old and she just
got out of college. she got a job in the fashion industry. she makes a lot
of money and was a ble to buy her own slave alrady. ron lorena is 18 years
old and he has his first mistress. Jane bought slave ron at a good price
since he was her cousin.His mom his her mom's sister. of course slaves take
their last names after the mother not the father. Jane is young and
attractive.she is very skinny with long very dark brown curly hair. she had
black eyes and is very tan. she has fair size brests and ass. She was coming
home from the beach, she entered her appartment and saw her cousing kneeling
in front of the couch. he did not go and greet her becouse she told him not
to move. he had been a footstool all night and all morning. she sat on the
couch and removed her flip flops. get me a drink. the slave quickly crawled
to the kitchen to get her her favourite drink. he handed it to her looking
down.  she put one foot on his head and her left sole under his mouth.
"lick" so without hesitation he started to lick her dirty foot.  before he
could even finish his job she kicked him away. "ok i'm goin shopping and ure
coming with me" she too his leash and left the house bare foot. as they
walked thru the futuristic streets thhe mistress holding her cousin slave by
the leash who was crawling. you could see that almost every female had their
own slave on a leash, some were even riding slaves. billboards and posters
about slave markets and slave schools. almoust all the women walked around
barefoot at all times becouse they had slaves to lick their feet at all
times. it was a slave's regular duty. u could see men being whipped on the
sidewalk, men being used as benches and footstoles, private cabins with hot
men used for sexual pleasure. it was very rare to find an ugly woman in the
future , usually the ugly ones were avrige looking, that is becouse with the
women being in power more money were spent on beauty and less on war and the
world had more economy and it was more peaceful. Jane went walked ino a
beauty salon and bought a few products then she walked into a fight shop,
were any male slave was put in a ring to fight another male just for
intrataintment, some time it was a fight to the death and bets were alwas
placed. In fact in school slaves were also tought how to fight for their
mistresses, becouse if a girl had a beef with another girl they would have
their slave fight and some times the loser became a female slave. the slaves
only had on a pair of drawers to fight in. mistress started to watch the
current fight an old but pritty jacked looking man against a young and
athletic looking man.the old one was tryng to grab the young one but the
youg one kept hitting him and moving away,in the end the old man got knocked
out, but the beating he got was nothing compared to his mistress's
punishment. a hot blonde 40 year old woman took the old slave away and
started to beat him bad and screamin at him as she left. "ure going up next
ronny "  jane signed ron up to go against a younger slave who was about his
size. Jane was so sure ron was goig to win that she bet the the loser would
have to become the winner's slave along with the loser's slave and the
winner'sslave. so ron fought the young man . ron won after 1 round ron got
high grades in his fight class back in slave school and jane knew it. so now
the girl standing next to jane just lost her life she knew the rules and
knew she was jane's now. although she was now jane's save the two male
slaves that jane now owned were inferior to her female slave so if for
example jane wasnt around the female slave was in charge. her name was
tanya, she was also skinny in her late 20's with long brown curly hair and
green eyes. she could not believe she lost and had tears in her eyes as she
bowed down to jane and kissed her feet. the people running the place soon
brought jane a leash and put it on the female slave. so now jane walked out
of there with three slaves on her leash. "don't worry slave tanya i dont
have room for u so i will keep u for a while and then sell u back, if ure
good i might even set u free" thats right if a female owned a female slave
she could decide to sell her, keep her kill her or set her free. usually
they were set free unless the two females had a beef going, becouse females
wanted to help each other out as sisters. when jane got hom she had ron with
his head on the couch with his mouth open sitting on his knees. she took off
her thong and sat on his face. she ordered tanya to bring her a slave market
magazine and then she had tanya and the other slave lick her feet clean as
she started to use ron as her toilet. the male slave had the right foot and
tanya the left one. it was the first time tanya had to lick feet in her life
she was so imbarassed but she remembered to be a good slave and maybe she
would be let go. both the slaves made her feet like new and as jane finished
her business slave ron licked her up. "ok slaves i want you all to give me a
pedicure and a manicure, ron u know what i like so show them what they have
to do" and so they did ron showed the other two slaves how what they had to
do mostly he was teaching tanya always bowing his head to her of course, so
slave ron and slave eric (tanya's slave) got to work on jane's pritty toes
giving her french tips, while tanya was giving jane a manicure also giving
her fingers french tips. jane was delighted by this, the last time she had
more than one slave work on her was for senir prom night, her mom sent her
to a spa and she got pampered and served by 5 male slaves. after thirty
minutes they were done and they all bowed their heads to jane. "i'm tired so
i'm going to bed you all do the same and remember ron to wake them up
tomorrow" "yes mistress" said ron her loyal  cousin slave while kissing her
perfect pedicured feet. the other two slaves also kissed her feet. all the
slaves went to sleep in ron's room. in this society every house had a slave
room, that's were the slave would sleep or do his business. it was small ,
and it had a small toilet, it was like a jail cell. ron set his allarm for 4
o clock and all three slaves fell asleep on the floor. in the morning they
woke up and they cleaned the house prepared jane's work clothes, they
prepared her breakfast  and at 6 they woke her up by serving her breakfast
inbed and by massaging her feet. while eating jane said "i need to pee but i
am not getting up, you, eric you have not eaten my waste yet so get your
head under here" then looking at tanya massaging her foot she said with a
smile "we will leave the worst task to the men" "thank you mistress" tanya
said by kissing the bottom of the foot she was massaging. so slave eric was
used as a urinal in bed. he drank her sower morning piss and only slavwe ron
knew how sower that was as he was now massaging her foot. after breakfast
the slaves dressed jane up for work, and they kissed her feet as she left.
she did not leave them a list of chores becouse ron took care of everything,
without her having to wory about it. as soon as jane left tanya stood up "oh
woman! i though she's never leave, slaves fetch me breakfast" "yes mistress"
the slaves said as they crawled to the kitchen to make tanya breakfast.
while making breakfast ron comunicated to eric the duties they had for the
dat, the chores they had to do. tanya was sitting on the couch watching tv
as the slaves served her breakfast. while jane wasn't around she was in
charge becouse she was the female in the house. "eric be my footstool and
ron lick my feet" so without hesitatio eric got on his hands and knees and
tanya put her feet on his back. eric understood his mistress very well
becouse they have been together all their life. yous ee eric waas tanya's
younger brother tanya's mom halped her buy him when he was 15. ron started
to lick tanya's dirty feet. they were very dirty since she had been a slave
in the last 12 hours. ron never licked a slave's feet it was nw to him. ron
ate so much dirt and toejam and dead skin but when he was done her foot
looked like the fot of a godess again. after she finished breakfast she said
"ron go take the plates in the kitchen i am going to havea little chat with
my little slave brother here" ron did as he was told and tanya stood up 'do
you see what you got me into you patheti exuse of a brother? huh?" and with
that she spit on him "i had to lick dirty feet becouse ure a wimp and u lost
to that asshole in there, RON in here NOW!" so ron quickly crawled next to
eric "becouse of you two i am a slave for i don't know how long and ure
gonna pay" she turned to ron "ure gonna get it becouse u won the fight" and
then she turned to her brother "and u are gonna get it worse for losing, ron
go get me the most painfulwhip jane owns" "yes mistress" and ron went to
jane's bedroom to the closet were he picked out the "electric chair" which
was a whip, it was called that becouse it was so powerful that if u were
getting hit on the ass it felt like sitting on an electric chair. he handed
tanya the whip and she right waway hit ron in the face with it, she lashed
him all over his body and kicked him in the fae. ron was now bruised up and
his face was bleeding. then tanya turned her attention to a scared eric who
was cryng and his tears were going on her toes. immediatly she kicked him in
the face. she started whipping him very hard all over , ron was ammazed at
this girl' s whipping power. eric was getting kicked punched and whipped.
"ron go get a knife and make the tip burn. ron went to the kitchen and felt
sorry for eric. this was a harsh form of punishment some mistresses used on
slaves sometimes killing them. ron took the knife and put the tip on fire
letting it get hot. once it was hot he crawled back to the living room were
eric was getting beaten and spit on. carefully ron gave the knife to tanya,
tanya took it and stabbed eric in the left arm. he was in so much pain that
hi fanted "ok noe take care of him make sure he doesen't die" so ron got the
first aid kit and cured his fellow slave and made him come back to his
senses " as soon as eric woke up her crawled to his mistresses feet "i'm
sorry for losing i'm so sorry my godess , i promise i will do all the work u
will still be treated like a queen i'm sorry thank you for beating me and
for stabbing me i deserved it" and as he was sayng that he was cryng and
kissing her feet.so the rest of the day the two male slaves did all the
chores whil also waiting on tanya, the female of the house. soon the real
mistress of the house cam home, as soon as the door opened the two slaves
crawled to her , tanya also got off the couch to get on her knees and greet
her mistress. the three slaves kissed her feet removed her shoes and her
stockings. jane took the slaves to the kitchen were she started to eat. she
put slave food in the bowl and they all ate like dogs. slave food is food
that comes from the trash and its recycl
ed along with vitamins and medicines
to keep the slaves healthy for their nasty tasks like licking mud and eating
waste. the slaves ate and drank and thanked their mistress. after this jane
sat on the couch and lit up a cigarette using eric as her human ashtray,
using tanya as her footrest and ron her cousin to massage her feet. "ron i
forgot to reward you for winning me two slaves " jane said "so to reward you
i am going to have sex with you tonight" sounds sick huh? not in the future.
so that night jane let ron fuck her using a condom of course, and she even
made tanya give him head, and then she made ron give her head while anya and
eric fucked. it was a good nig
ht  and guess what? she got all on film. she
was going to use that to masturbate in the future or maybe sell it  and make
some money on the side.


  The next day jan

e didn't have to go to work so she
invited a friend over to her house. her name was linda , she was asian,
chinese. she had long black hair 
and very skinny. linda was 22 and had her
own place but still could not afford her own slave. jane was sitting on a
couch chair in the living room using eric asher footstook and ashtray and
the doorbell rung. tanya and ron who were not doing anything , went to
answer the door, as ron opened the door linda stepped in and ron dropped
down to kiss her right foot and tanya k
issed her left. linda was wearing
flip flops since she could not afford a slave to lick her feet clean at all
times. "woa what is that?"  said linda surprised looking at tanya kissing
her foot. "isn't that great ron won a slave fight and i won her as my slave
and her slave two so now i have
 3 slaves haha" "wow" said jane as she took a
seat on the couch. "tanya remove jane's flip flops and lick her dirty feet"
"yes mistress jane" tanya said "ron you be her foot rest" "yes godess" said
ron getting in position tanya removed linda's flip flops and linda put them
on ron's back, tanya started to lick them clean. they were indeed dirty,
since linda did not own a slave. she sucked her toes licked in between.
tanya was alrady starting to ben
d to slavery. "mmmm that feels good i wish i
had a slave" said linda "this bitch is so pathetic i never had a woman being
lick my feet before" linda went on to say "hey bitch how doese it feel to go
from a woma being to a dirty little slave who sucks toes? hahaha" tanya did
not answer linda' s insoult. linda kicked her "answer me whore!" "it feels
good" tanya said against her will. linda started to rub her  feet all over
tanya's pritty hair to mess it up "bow to me bitch" said linda and tanya
bowed her head looking at ron's bare back. linda placed her feet on his back
again and tanya kissed her toes. "w
ow linda you really are hungry for a
slave maybe i'll give u tanya, but i don't know i wanna set her free if
she's a good girl i always wanna help a fellow sister out" said jane . the
rest of the evning was spent with the two girlfriends humiliating the slaves
and using them for t
heir amusement, but linda seemed to go harder on tanya
for some reason. 2 weeks went by and jane decided to free tanya. it was
saturday after noon and jane didn't have work. "ok tanya i decided  today is
judgment day, should i free you, sell u, keep u or kill u?" slaves usually
didn't have the right to talk unless they were ordered to talk, but female
slaves were allowed to so tanya said "my faith is up to u mistress" and she
passionatly kissed her feet. "ok tanya" jane said putting her right foot on
her head "u have been very loyal to me and i want to help u out becouse ure
a woman and i want to help a sister out, so ure free to go" as soon as tanya
heard that she started to cry. they were tears of joy. jane removed her foot
from tanya's head. tanys stayed on
 her knees and while sobbing she said
"thank you mistress jane, u are so kind and even know u set me free i will
always be ure slave" and with that she started kissing her feet. this was a
beautiful moment a woman being kissing another woman being's feet. she was
not a slave anymor
e, the two women were now equal but  tanya was still
submitting her self to young jane. during the past  2 weeks as a slave tanya
had grown very submissive and she was now voluntarly kissing jane's feet
thanking her for letting her go "anytime u want me services or anything i
will be here i owe u my life thank you u will always be my superior" she was
cryng  and the tears were going on jane's toes and tanya was kissing and
licking them off. jane smiled and said "good tanya and the same to you, if u
ever need a home
 or help you can always call me" tanya was grabbing jane's
ankles and kissing her feet more passionatly and she looked up and said
"thank you mistress jane" and she bo
wed her head again. this was so
beautiful that the two men had a tear in their eye watching this. tanya and
her slave crawled out of jane's place. tanya was now a free woman again.
So jane filled out the paper work to free tanya and she was back with only
one slave, her cousin ron. 1 month had passed since tanya left. jane was
chillen on her balconi getting a suntan with ron massaging her feet with
lotin, when the phone rung. ron picked it up and handed it to his godess. it
was linda the a
sian friend. linda called to tell jane that she had rented a
slave for one day and was going to have him fight in a slavefight match
against tanya. u see tanya was a big fan of slavefights so she would often
hang out there. but ever since her slave eric died one week ago from one of
tanya's beatings tanya was always looking to win another slave. one day
tanya met linda at the slavefight shop and they decided to rent two slaves
and have a match. they bet that the loser wouls become the winner's slave,
since they could not bet the slaves t
hat they rented becouse they belonged
to the fighting house. jane was asked to attend the fight and see who would
win. the next night it was fight night. jane showed up at the slavefight
with her slave ron  and she bought a ticket to watch the fight.while the
fight slaves 
were getting ready the three girls met and greeted eachother.
they were standing next to each other waiting for the fight with slave ron
at the feet of jane on a leash. the three girls were all looking up at the
ring with the croud of females around them cheering and betting. all three
of them knew that if tanya lost now she
 was going to be a slave for a long
time since linda really wanted a slave. the bell rung and the two slaves
went at it. linda's fighter was black and he was jacked and young. tanya's
slave was white and also jacked and young but shorter. the fight was long
and both me
n were tough fighter, but in the end they were both knocked down
, and the countdown started. they were both tryng to get up and at the last
second tanya's guy made it while linda's fighter didn't and feel again.
tanya had won she now owned a slave again, but not any slave this was the
girl that mad eher lick her feet and humiliated her in the prcess, it was
payback time. linda was heart broken she 
knew her life was over, tanya was
not going to let her go after the way she treated her, but who kne she would
ever become her slave one day. the tables were now turned. tanya turned to
linda an
d put her left bare foot forward and looked at it and then looked at
linda. both women walked around barefoot fo a few days to save all that dirt
for the loser. linda drapped to her knees and bowed her head to her new
mistress. the croud was watching this. all eyes were on linda as she curuled
her lips into a kiss and gently toched tanya's left big toenail. as soon as
her lips touched tanya's toe an electric
 vibe went thru linda's body, she
felt alive for the first time in life, and she did not know what was
happening. this was also a beautiful moment the whole croud was quiet for a
minute, then two women brke the silenceand  went up to linda to put a leash
on her. tanya ook the leash and now linda was officially tanya's slave. jane
proposed tanya her ex slave to go celebrat at her place. the 2 women, the
female slave and the male slave went to jane's place. on the way home linda
was thinking how she had lost everything and how all her possessions and the
house and her money belonged to tanya. tanya at least got her money back
from jane wen she was set free, but now she was quite wealthy. once at
jane's house the tw

o ladies sat at the kitchen table with the two slaves
serving them drinks. "you know jane if it wasn't for you i would not have my
own slave today i really do owe you everything" "don't worry tanya you enjoy
your prize i mean i feel bad for my friend b
ecouse she is now a slave but i
feel happy for u" as jane was sayng this linda was on the floor on her knees
and she was thinking that jane really shouldnt feel bad for her becouse she
found this whole new experience exiting. "but jane when i left i really did
mean the things i sai
d  and from now on when i hang out with you i want to
be ure servant and ur eslave and if u wish to take me back then me and linda
are all yours. "its ok u dont have to be my full time slave but do u really
want to serve me everytime we hang out?" "yes anytime u want, u are still my
mistress to my eyes" "yeah maybe ure right u do owe me, come on" jane said
as she went to the living room. she lied down on the couch. "sit at my feet
" tanya took a seat by her feet and she could see jane's dirty bare soles.
all three ladies have been walking bare foot and all three had dirty feet.
linda and ron followed the girls and kneeled in front of the couch. "ok
tanya give me a footmassage, and while 
u do that how about u have ure new
slave lick ure feet? 
i will also have ron lick linda's becouse i kind of
feel bad for her."jane said "ok" tanya added as she started to massage
jane's feet. she looked down at linda and said "HEY BITCH LICK MY DDIRTY
FEET NOW!" and linda threw her self at tanya's feet and started licking
them, then jane said " hey ron lick linda's feet , even if she is a slave
she is still superior to u" "yes mistress" ron said as he ran his tongue on
linda's soles. linda was actually lovin
g all this. "may i lick ure feet my
mistress?" said tanya to jane "yes u may" so tanya also started licking
jane's dirty soles. once again this was a beautiful scene , it was like a
fod chain, at the bottom the male slave, above that the female slave, after
that the servant female, and above that the avarege female. although leggaly
jane ad tanya were equal we all no that tanya is inferior to jane. after a
while jane looked at her foot and said "ok my pet you can stop go on and
enjoy ure slavery, ron s
top licking that slut's feet! ha ha ha" ron
immediatly stopped. "get me a cigarette and be my footstool" said jane to
ron. ron followed orderes and he was now being used as a footstool and an
ashtray. tanya got up while linda was still licking her feet. tanya kicked
her away "so how doese it feel to be my bitch huh?" said tanya kicking linda
didn't answer, she was very confused. "not answering? ok then, hey jane can
i get ure whip?" "sure" said jane, tanya 
went to get "the electric chair"
and immediatly whipped linda, linda let out a soft femminine scream. "i'm
gonna ask you again, and i want you to asnwer me honestly, how doese it feel
to be my bitch? HUH? the tables are tur
ned now i'm gonna make you pay ure
worth less then a man to me ure less then a man's wastes to me u worthless
dirty whore, ure gonna be a slave for the rest of ure life and u will die by
my hand when i'm tired with you, how do u like that bitch?" tanya used her
right foot to lift up linda's chin so that they were starring each other in
the face , and she spit in her face. jane thought that that was the funniest
shit and cracked up laughing. "ANSWER ME SLUT! how doese being my slave make
you feel" now all of them including linda 

were expecting her to say that she
hated t and that she regrets humiliating tanya and what not but then she
said "i love it mistress, the first time i kissed ure holly feet i felt
alive, i am so sorry for insulting u and making u lick my feet and i want to
repay you by being ure slave  for the rest of my life" with that she kissed
her right foot. every body was shocked including her  linda could not
beleave what she was sayng and then she went on to say "I think i am a
lesbian and i love you mistress tanya" with that she bowed her head. jane
dropped her cigarett
e in shock. slave ron quickly put it out an
d ate it.
"ure a dyk? all this time u been gey?" said jane "i didn't know" said linda
"silence!" said tanya whipping linda "
u weren't allowed to talk, u look even
more pathetic to me now than before, so u have a crush on me? good that
means that u will be loyal to me, that means i won't need to be too harsh on
u, i accept u as my slave forever" thank u mistress" said linda again
kissing tanya's feet "hey i understand that there's some slavery going on
between us , but i still think women are superior to men, so let's celebrate
this new found relationship by justcoming together as women and ad reminding
ourselvs that we rule, come on lets party" with that jane urned the sterio
on playing some futuristic r
ap/rock/techno all with female artists and then
she made ron lie down on his back. "c'mon girls lets dance on this pathetic
male" they all agreed and started to dance on him, ron was used to this
since he was a slave but it was still hard t
o him. they tortured him all
night, hey mashed his whole body under th
eir feet they jumped on him stomped
his  cock and balls , and justwhen he was about to pass out the stopped. "ok
slave after all that dancing i need to use the little girl's room" said jane
squatting on his face taking her thong off, she pissed right down his throat
and as  he started to lick her up she started grinding on him untill she
came on him "i gotta  go two" said tanya and so she sqatted next and did the
same,  then without saynga word linda sat on his face and farted  on him and
then started to urinat
e right before using him as an object of pl
easure,
even know she was a lesbian she came in his mouth becouse she was very horny
from what had happend to her that day. then they ardered slave ron to give
all three of them a pedicure and he did, 
he clipped their toenails and he
was made to eat them.it was now late and
 tanya took her new slave by the
leash and before leaving linda kissed jane's feet and ron kissed tanya's
feet, tanya and jane remained best friends and tanya always doing degrading
things for jane, but ron is always doing things that are even more degrading
for all of them. So i guess the moral, the main theme of this story is ,
women are superior to men no metter what, no metter what!


AUTHOR'S EXPERIENCES
well i am a 96 year old 
man and my life is nearly at its end, i have seen
the world change a lot since the early 2000 to now but i have been thru a
lot in my life and in the next part of this story i can tell you some of my
life experiences before continuing with this lovley story. you see when i
got married i was not a slave to my wife. Although Lauren had more rights
than me i didn't became her slave untill my late age of 81, 15 years ago. i
am now still her slave but she might kill me soon since i do not have the
streingth to work for her anyore. i am also the slave of my doughter sarah,
and my grand daughter lauren jr. as i kid i can always remember being
submissive and getting turned on by being a slave and kissing a woman's
feet, i remember back in the 90's as a little boy i would fantasize about
being the slave to xena the worrior princess. in bed i have always been
slave to my wife and in our early marridge i told her about my fetish and we
went along with it.

Alpha wife..

"Why I Love My Alpha Wife"

I wake early to get to my desk. I first grind the coffee beans, fill the espresso maker, ready the milk, empty the dishwasher while I'm waiting for the milk to heat, the coffee to come up. When she wakes I bring her a cup, usually, but not always, in bed.



When they wake I make breakfast for the kids, pack their lunches. I make sure their schoolwork is finished and packed, their backpacks by the door.

My wife takes them to school, on the way to the office, where she is the boss.

She is a publisher. I am a writer. Left alone, I work through the day, once or twice a week throw in two or three loads of laundry, wash and dry the clothes, linens, towels, put them away, except for her clothes, which I leave on her dresser, not wanting to put things in the wrong place. Amidst all the piles, I try to pay extra attention to her jeans and her fine articles of lingerie, which she prefers attending to herself lest I screw them up.

At 3 o'clock I pick up the kids, take them on some days to the Y for swimming lessons, or walk them leisurely and pleasurably home, stopping on the way at the grocery store to pick up milk (always milk) and anything else we might need for dinner.

She comes home at 6:30. I do the cooking. Usually something simple — roasted chicken with potatoes slathered in paprika, salt, and pepper, left to roast in the chicken's juices in the bottom of the pan; spaghetti and meatballs (she passes on the pasta but loves the meatballs: beef, veal, pork, one egg, bread crumbs, fresh parsley, oregano, basil, salt, and ground pepper); or I call ahead for rice and beans ("My wife will be there in 10 minutes") to the Cuban-Chinese restaurant that we love.

We clean up together.

We've got it down.

She describes herself as a control freak. Sure, she likes things done her way. But then again, I like things done my way. We are lucky enough that her way and my way often coincide. Once I asked her to clarify what she means by "control freak."

"Like when you were finishing your book," she said.

Oh, that.

There was a slight glitch that took place in our lives last year, and if I'm going to be honest the year before that, and the year before that, and a couple of years more than that besides. I was finishing up a novel I had been finishing up, or had been nearing completion of, ever since we've known each other. Actually, I had been working on this project for the last 17 years. I guess I fell in love with the research and always felt I had to do more.

I had written it and rewritten it (at one point it was 2000 pages), edited it and re-edited it, asked for help, then lashed out when I got it.

That's just the way things go.

Unfortunately, it put an enormous financial burden on our lives. My end of mortgage payments, utility bills, food, clothes, car payments, insurance, birthday presents, Christmas presents, walking-around money, going out to eat, you name it, all going on my credit card(s).

Having a steady paycheck, she was taking care of most of our responsibilities, but still.

"We've got to talk about your finances," she kept saying.

I would go into a huff.

"Joel, we need to sit down and make a budget," she'd say, in retrospect, calmly enough.

"You don't understand," I would shout. "I'm not like you. I don't get a paycheck. There's nothing to budget."

"No, you don't understand," she would insist. "Our money is running out. You are putting yourself, your children, me, us, at risk."

I would storm off, sulk, snap, crackle, pop, refuse to talk another word with her, leave the room when she came in.

She is a remarkable woman. As small as I am, she is large. She would never lash out at me. She would let her anger be known, but she would not pick me apart, not in this way.

And eventually, I was able to come to my senses.

Thanks to her, we own two beautiful homes. I am good with my hands and love to build and fix and repair, but she is always doing budgets and planning. When it comes to finances, everything must be known, in her opinion, and she works assiduously so that she always knows where we are in terms of money.

I love her.

We sat down, and we made a budget.

Every payment, every expenditure was written down. I told her I was $100,000 in debt with $20,000 cash advances on my cards still available to me.

She did not flinch, she did not condemn. She wrote the figures down and we went on. She said we could refinance the house, take out X amount of cash, pay off a big portion of what I owed. She said this will help you out for the time being, this is the window in which you can operate, but — and it was a big but — come April we are done, financially speaking. We will lose a lot of what we have built together.

For all the pain it took me to get myself to sit down with her, she liberated me. I took her figures as gospel. Rose each day and went to work. Considered exactly how much time I needed on this chapter and that, what it would take for me to get to the final conclusion of the infernal book.

Thanks to her and her savvy, I met the mark, finished and sold the book. We paid off the rest of my debt.

Still, there are certain things.

Recently we visited London for work. One of her authors, Marco Pierre White, a celebrity chef and restaurateur in Britain, requested her presence at a big political fund-raiser. Could she make it?

She spoke into the phone. "I'm here with my husband," she said. "Can he come?"

She was assured that I could. It was a sumptuous, rather startling affair at one of White's most fabulous and done restaurants, Frankie's, across town from our hotel in Soho.

We were seated at the table of honor, my wife shown to her spot of importance, marked by a place card that said, in perfectly elegant calligraphy, Karen Rinaldi.

I, too, was ushered to my spot, and there was my place card: Joel Rinaldi.

Beta male.

Hi..thanks for all your replies..got to add some stuff to the blog.since i named this blog as india femdom.lemme add some indian pics today..hopefully more and more indian women explore thier independence and make us their slaves..