Utter Humiliation

Lillian's home was pretty much exactly what Lisa had always suspected it would be, based on the woman who lived there. t was a large building, Lillian, it seemed, came from money and could easily afford her own home on the outskirts of the city.

“In you go, ****,” Lillian said, directing Lisa towards the front door. “And don’t mess anything up! I’ll get your sleeping arrangements sorted out soon, but first I feel the need to unwind.”

Was she really going to do that? Just leave Lisa here and go off to do her own thing? For a second, Lisa didn’t believe it, but then she realised there was no reason not to. Thanks to the Rulebook, she was legally Lillian’s ****. Even if she ran away, so what? She’d be caught and returned. Lillian was right. There was no reason to guard her at all.

Except that she still had one advantage that Lillian didn’t know about. The rulebook! And a sister who knew how to wield it. With that, Lillian’s control wouldn’t last long and Lisa was already swearing that once she broke free, she’d pay all of this back with some new rules of her own.

Thoughts of **** salved her pride, but it wasn’t long before she was called upstairs. Lisa padded across the rich, purple carpet. Lillian’s sense of decor had always been gothic and it seemed that extended to her home as well. She favoured open spaces, rich carpets and deep colours in dark shades. It was obvious as soon as you stepped in that she had money to burn. What normal girl could afford all of this?

But Lisa had little time for that. She could hear the sound of running water and knew that Lillian’s time for relaxing had nearly concluded. As she approached the door, it edged open and a flush of steam filled the hall.

“Took your sweet time,” Lillian stepped through. “We’re going to have to work on that.”

Lisa might have had something smart and clever to say, but words fled her at the sight of her nemesis. Lillian was naked. It was the first time that Lisa had ever seen her without anything at all. Her dark, long hair -soaked with water - was sticking to her back. Her skin was pale, edged slightly in pink from the heat of her shower.

Despite everything bad she had to say about Lillian - and Lisa had a lot bad to say about Lillian - she would at least admit the other woman was in shape. She did not allow even an ounce of unneeded fat. Her legs were trim, her figure was shapely. Her breasts were tipped with dark pink nipples. Lisa could not help but feel her gaze sink slightly lower, noting that Lillian shaved her pussy. She had no hair anywhere but on her head.

“Follow me, ****.” Lillian snapped her fingers and started to walk. With no other choice, Lisa followed.

“I have been thinking,” her master said. “Of the future. Of how things are going to go from now until you graduate. Or perhaps even further.”

They won’t even last for a week! Lisa thought but did not say. She did her best to keep her face neutral, refusing to give away her hope.

“I am sure you’re wondering what I mean by that,” Lillian said. “I am sure you’re planning to escape somehow. Plotting to get away from me. But that’s not going to work. Firstly, because I still have David and Stacy. Oh, did you think little Stacy was safe now? She isn’t.”

Lillian had led them into the living room now. There was a table, a series of chairs and a sofa sat in front of a wide-screen TV. The dark-haired woman moved to a drawer and opened it, taking out a large toy which she handed to Lisa.

“Insert.”

Lisa didn’t have to be told where. She hated it, and she hated how part of her instantly started to obey. It was something about the voice, something about the way that Lillian spoke. She did not merely expect obedience, she anticipated it.

The toy was hard and ready, it was a dildo, the tip was tapered and the shaft widened as it went. The surface was made of a soft kind of plastic, but it had been ridged and spiralling textures played along the main body. Lisa had played with toys before, but she had never seen something like that.

Her pussy was already throbbing. A whole day of being teased at the college had left her wet and wanting. Even so, she felt a flood of disgrace and humiliation as the tip pressed into her lower lips. The toy grew broader as it went, and Lisa started to moan as it slid inside of her. Inch by inch, it **** her lower lips apart. Her pussy tingled, her clit burned. She gasped and shuddered and moaned, her face aflame with the shame of her exposure.

She was fucking herself with a dildo as Lillian watched! The other woman was sitting on the sofa, her legs slightly parted. A grin on her face and a remote of some sort in her hand.

As soon as the dildo was deeply inside of her, Lisa learned what the remote did. Lillian hit a button and a spike of pleasure rushed through her body. Her legs went weak and she tumbled forward, catching herself with her hands and knees. The toy was vibrating! Slowly pulsing, each movement sparking tightness and heat in her pussy. She tried to speak, but could only loose a low, wanton moan.

“That’s how you should look, Lisa,” Lillian taunted her. “On your knees, so ****. Do you want to cum, ****? You’ve already had one orgasm today so I probably shouldn’t give you another. But I am a good mistress.”

She extended one of her legs, her feet inches from Lisa’s face.

“Lick.”

Lisa recoiled, a look of disgust on her face. Lillian’s foot was still damp from the water and probably as clean as it would ever be. But it was still a foot! Just the thought of licking it made her stomach churn, and she looked up with new defiance.

“I won’t.”

Lillian didn’t look annoyed, in fact, she seemed amused. She grinned from the sofa, her foot still extended.

“A brave choice for a ****. You know you could be punished for that?”

“I’m not going to lick your feet!”

“Oh, I promise you that you are. One way or another. You can either accept that and be a good little **** or you can fight it.”

She leaned forward, her eyes gleaming and eager.

“Go on. Fight it. Give me a reason.”

Lisa’s hands clenched. She looked from Lillian’s face to her outstretched foot. Was she really thinking about doing this? Some part of her was still recoiling. There had to be some other way! Licking and sucking another woman’s feet? A woman she hated like Lillian? That would be like the ultimate defeat! Shameful and dark and so humiliating.

Which was exactly why Lillian was doing it, of course.

Lisa’s insides boiled. Shame and rage wrestled for supremacy, the hard feeling of the toy between her legs reminded her of her current status. A naked, collared **** kneeling on the floor before her owner.

“Lick. it.”

Lillian pressed her foot against Lisa’s face again. The dark-haired woman flushed in shame. She had ****, but…

She glared, hating Lillian’s mocking look of smug victory. Her stomach churned, and the world seemed to narrow to two choices. If she disobeyed, Lillian would punish her even more severely. She was sure that her rival would delight in dreaming up something particularly nasty and remind her that it was her fault while she did.

Lisa shuddered, already well aware of how far Lillian could go just after today. Certainly, the best option would be just to do as she was told, but…

She looked down, seeing Lillian’s foot still hovering there. The idea of taking it and putting it in her mouth made her pulse race. It was humiliating and degrading, but what choice did she have?

“Tick, tock,” Lillian taunted her. “Running out of time, Lisa. if you don’t choose soon, I might decide that you’re refusing.”

Slowly, as if trying to draw the moment out, as if trying to deny to herself that it was really happening, Lisa reached for Lillian’s foot. She had ****, she told herself. It was only temporary. She’d get away and when she did, she’d make Lillian pay for all of this!

The anger helped, but only a little.

Lillian’s feet were soft, the skin freshly scrubbed and slightly pink. But even so, it took all of her willpower to bring her face down towards them. Lisa wanted to wretch, there were tears prickling the corners of her eyes as she opened her mouth.

Slowly, hesitantly, her tongue lapped out.

It tasted gross. Even washed, feet were still feet. She wanted to gag, to drop them and recoil. But one look at Lillian’s face froze that thought into nothingness.

She had to keep going.

She wanted to wretch, she wanted to pull back, the very thought of what she was doing filled her with such humiliation, it filled her with such shame. She felt low. Lower than low. She was on her knees licking another woman’s feet!

And if she stopped, she would be punished.

But worse was the toy, it churned inside of her. Waves of vibrations pounding and resonating within her, twisting her pussy with pleasure and filling her nerves with heat. It made her helplessness all the worse, for even as she knelt and licked and sucked Lillian’s toes, her pussy was throbbing. Her clit felt hot. She was so turned on, the toy pushed her further and further even as she desperately tried to resist.

Was she going to cum to this?

Was she going to cum to sucking Lillian’s toes?

Fuck, she hoped not! She had to fight, to resist, to muster all of her strength but…

But it was so hard. She felt so small, so helpless, so utterly degraded and far away from any source of help.

The worst part of all was the knowledge that she had caused this. This was by her own doing, by the rules that she had made.

“Well, your tongue feels good anyway,” Lillian commented. “I suppose that’s at least one part of you that I can appreciate. Now, where was I? Oh yes, of course. Little Stacy. I bet you think you were clever. You saved her. Oh sure, you threw yourself to me like meat to a lion. But at least you saved Stacy.”

Lillian’s finger jabbed down on the remote and Lisa let out a squeal! The toy’s throbbing vibrations kicked up a gear, and she started to gasp, her eyes half closed. She could barely hear Lillian speak.

“You haven’t saved her at all. You were so **** to play the hero. So eager to make the heroic sacrifice. Was it worth it, Lisa? On your knees licking my feet, do you feel like a hero yet?”

Lisa wanted to curl up. She hated it. One of Lillian’s toes was in her mouth, her tongue playing along its skin. The toy was throbbing, filling her with ecstasy and making her pussy boil. Her legs were shaking, her breath coming in great heaving gasps. Humiliation stained her face, and she wondered how much further she could fall than she already had.

But then Lillian spoke again and showed her exactly how much further there was yet to go.

“You’re an idiot. Stacy is exactly as safe as you are right now. David is her master and did you think I couldn’t control that horny fool? I could bend him around my little finger with a few words. ‘’Oh David, you’re so handsome.’’ ‘’Oh David, I want to fuck you so much. But first, let’s have some fun with that **** of yours…’’

Lisa shook her head, denying the truth in Lillian’s words. But it only made the gothic woman laugh.

“You know I’m right. You fucked up. But hey, don’t blame yourself. No matter what you did, you were always going to lose. If you’d stayed David’s ****, I’d have done the same to get to you. Do you get what I am saying? There is no way to win. There never was. That’s why I didn’t care about your offer to become mine at first. Because whether you did or not, Lisa, you were always going to end up exactly like this.”

Lisa wanted to shake her head. She wanted to deny it all. But Lillian’s words landed like hammer blows. One after the other shattering her defences, her illusions. Lillina’s foot was in her mouth. The toy tormented her pussy. She was breathing so fast, her muscles had grown taut.

Lisa writhed; shame and defeat weighed on her like the heaviest chains in the world. Lillian’s taste filled her with a desire to wretch. She was so low, so beaten, so defeated that Lillian hadn’t even wanted her to lick her pussy. Just her feet.

And thanks to that stupid toy, she was going to cum from it!

She could feel it building, the feeling growing and growing, she tried to hold it back, but it was no use. The orgasm was cresting. Lisa was going to cum sucking Lillian’s toes and she couldn’t stop it!

Thinking was hard. The pulsing, throbbing toy in her pussy felt so good. She was gasping and moaning. She had to resist, had to fight back! But it was so hard. Her body was trembling, her nerves were screaming! She didn’t want to cum! Not like this! Not to this!

But Lillian’s toy was leaving her little choice.

She could only desperately try to hold it back. Bent over, sucking and stroking and caressing Lillian’s feet with her tongue. Tasting her, feeling the disgust, the shame and the utter defeat that welled up inside of her as she worshipped her owner.

“I bet you’re waiting for big sister to save the day,” Lillian went on. “That’s your next hope, right? Diana. She’ll come and save you somehow. But that’s not gonna happen, I’m afraid. I have you right where I want you and I’m not going to let you go for anyone. You’re mine, you see. After all the times we fought, all the times you annoyed me, all the times you looked down on me…

“Well, look who is on her knees now. Do you really think I’d give this up for anyone? Ever? Oh believe me, Lisa. This is only the start.”

Lisa squealed softly, her back arched, her hands clenched into fists. Fuck, fuck, fuck, the orgasm was getting so close! She had to fight it but she was losing ground! It felt so good, but that pleasure only fed into her utter defeat and humiliation. She felt as low as she ever had in her life. The blazing ecstasy that rippled through her pussy only served to drive in her utter defeat.

The rulebook! She…she had to focus on that! That was her way out! The one thing that Lillian couldn’t plan for!

She had to hold that in her mind!

Lisa yelped, the thundering power of the toy edging her closer and closer to her climax. Squeaking gasps tumbled from her mouth. Her chest rose and fell, faster and faster and faster and she could barely think. It was coming! She was cumming!

Fuck!

The climax rocked her. It was both explosive and all consuming, whipping through her body with ferocious speed and strength that left her no ability to resist at all. The pleasure stabbed like a blade, rending her willpower to pieces and reducing her to gibbering pleasure as her eyes closed tight and waves of ecstasy pounded through her very being.

It was one of the most intense orgasms she’d ever had. If things were different, maybe she could have enjoyed it. But Lillian was there to prevent that.

“Did you just cum with your owner’s foot in your mouth? What a little slut.”

Lisa’s shoulder slumped, the words like a knife to the gut. The pleasure and the ecstasy still crackled through her, but it only made her feel more humiliated. More low.

“That was quite the show,” Lillian said as Lisa slowly regained the ability to think. “I wonder if we should do a repeat performance tomorrow at the college?”

Lisa said nothing. She couldn’t speak. Her whole body was shivering. Her gaze was cast low, towards the floor. She didn’t dare look Lillian in the face.

The rulebook, she told herself again and again like it was some mystical chant, I have the rulebook. As long as I have the rulebook, I can undo all of this.

“I know you’re not beaten yet, Lisa,” Lillian said. “I know you’re still planning to resist me. Good! It’s what I want. I want to break you down bit by bit. If I won so early, I’d be upset. I want you to hate me, to struggle against me. I want you to throw everything you can at me. That way, when you finally do break it will be all the more fun.

“So let me put your mind to rest. You’re not getting way. Diana can’t save you. Stacy wasn’t saved by you. You’re my **** now, and I am going to toy with you for as long as you keep entertaining me. And we both know that will be for a long, long time.”

The rulebook! Lisa clung desperately to her very last hope, like a drowning woman holding tight to a chunk of flotsam. She just had to use the rulebook and all of this would be over!

“Now get some sleep,” Lillian suggested. “Tomorrow is a whole new day.”