You will be her foot stool

You return to Keylara who is still a little angry about the end of the fight. But her anger is not as worse as before. She barely gives you a look when you come.

“Down on all fours, ****!” Keylara commands, “I want to rest my feet on my slaves back. Get down and don't dare to move much! I want it comfy not shaky.”

“That's no way to treat a warrior,” mumbles Zarraz disappointed.

“That a way to treat a ****,” replies Valaria and takes a sip of her whine, “stop treating this worthless males like something we should respect. Even if one of them shows a few useful skills.”

“Enough, both of you!” the dark witch says angry, “I'm tired of your arguments. Just enjoy the evening!”

You decide to not intervene. The arguments between the dark witch and her general could be useful one day. Carefully you go down on all fours and crawl in front of the dark witch. She lifts her feet and let them rest on your back. This is all what she does at the moment. You kneel in front of her for quite some time and she rests her feet on your back enjoying her control over you. After some time a few musicians, all male and all naked, play a few songs to relax the mood which is still pushed up from the fight and Joannes ****.

You kneel under the feet of the dark witch for very long and even when your arms start to hurt the dark witch didn't allows you to get some test. Suddenly after what feels like hours you get a short electric shock against your balls.

“Stand up, ****,” Keylara orders and tooks her feet from your back, “I have something to do for you. I would like to drink something special this evening. Something expensive. I want you to get me a very good whine or booze or whatever good **** you have in store.”

“As you wish, mistress,” you say while getting up, “do you have a special wish?”

“First, how about you thank me properly for letting you stand up instead for letting you crawl like you deserve it,” Keylara says, “second, I don't care. Something noble with ****. And not too strong. I'm not Zarraz. She can drink with no end.”

“As you wish, mistress,” you answer with mixed feelings, “thank you for letting me use my legs like everybody else in the room.”

Then you go on. You know where the wine is. There is a basement full of bottles and barrels. You even have a key in your old room. Your father took the one from your brother after he sneaked in and drank two bottles of expensive elf wine your father got as a present from a elf traveler. So your first stop would be your old room. But you wonder if the witch would notice it if you go to another place first.