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Chapter 4
by Mlinheart11
What do you do?
Kneel down and kiss Taylors feet
"I have a better idea" said the Barista laughing. "Why don't you make him lie on the floor and you all put your feet on him. And you can put your foot in his mouth" she said to Taylor. Taylor's cute little lips rose in a smile.
"That would be an awesome facebook photo." Said Taylor. "Okay **** lie down on the floor. I did as I was told, lying down on the dirty Starbucks floor. I looked up at the four girls over me. Their girlish innocence absent as they eagerly raised their feet over me.
The girls all stepped on me, and Taylor capped it off by putting her dirty foot in my mouth. She kept her sock on, because I grossed her out. I stared up at her slender adolescent figure, wondering what kind of owner she would make. SNAP. SNAP. The barista took a few photos and showed them to Taylor.
"Awesome" said Taylor excitedly. "I can't believe I have my own ****." She took her foot out of my mouth.
Jennifer, Taylor's brunette friend, kicked me in the stomach. "Aren't you forgetting to say thank you" said Jennifer.
"Thank you Taylor" I said quickly. Taylor kicked me even harder. Her face flush with activity.
"Don't use my name. You're my property. You can call me Mistress." said Taylor. "Now get on your knees and look at me"
I immediately shifted onto my knees, my face level with her cut off jean shorts. I looked into her crystal blue eyes. She spit onto my face. I stayed still, letting it run down my face.
"Lick it up" Taylor ordered. I did as I was told. I used my hand to guide her glob of spit into my mouth. This was humiliating. I tried to pretend I was somewhere else, but it was hard among the numerous high pitched laughs from Taylor friends.
They looked at me like I was a vile creature. These young girls knew how much better they were. Taylor's phone rang and she answered. It was her dad. She disappeared for a second and then came back and handed me the phone.
"My dad needs to talk to you" Taylor said. I took the phone from her slender hand and held it up to my ear. There was a gruff voice on the other end.
What's next?
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Slavery
Choose your owner
to become a because of overwhelming debt. You must choose an owner for yourself. Its the last choice you'll ever have.....
Updated on Oct 6, 2018
by Mlinheart11
Created on Jul 6, 2015
by Mlinheart11
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