An Endless Competition F/F Ch. 31-35

Literotic asexstories – An Endless Competition F/F Ch. 31-35 by Yagamilight2,Yagamilight2
Ch 31: Biscuit

My tongue continued to move frantically on my cousin’s soft soles and I was so busy with that work that I could not follow well the conversation between my two Mistresses who kept giggling. At that moment my mind was so foggy that I could not think of anything and the only things that mattered were those two wonderful feet in front of me.

“Perhaps I’m really turning into a dog” I thought, realizing that at that time I was not able to think how a human being and my brain seemed to be able to process only the taste of Kaley’s feet which for my disappointment was not very intense.

While my tongue was playing with her toes, I saw my saliva slide along her sole and immediately my tongue moved on her heel to prevent it from dropping on the floor. Relieved that I had not done a mess, I went back to work on my cousin’s toes, sucking them vigorously and making a noise that made laugh my aunt.

– What do you think about the name Dory? – Kaley asked her mother as she pushed both of her big toes deep in my mouth.

– It’s such a banal name for a dog. Lady is a nice name – Aunt Emma said.

– A lot of dogs are called Lady – my cousin replied.

As the two women kept discussing the name I should have had when I would have been in dog mode, I continued to suck Kaley’s toes and I marveled at how little I cared about that discussion, and yet it should have been of interest to me, it should have had some effect on me, I mean, the name is perhaps the most important thing that a person owns and remove your name it is how to remove your humanity. After a quick consideration I realized why I was almost completely indifferent to the choice of my new name as a puppy dog. For quite a while I got used to be called “Slave” and in the last few weeks I rarely heard my real name.

Suddenly I felt my aunt’s feet on my shoulder and after watching her for a moment I knew what she wanted. I moved myself so that I was parallel to the couch and as I continued licking my cousin’s feet, my aunt put her feet on my back using me as a footstool.

– I do not know, there are hundreds, thousands of names – my aunt said, beginning to make a list – Nana, Molly, Ruby, Roxie, Bella, Biscuit, Minnie, Sassy, Trix… –

– Wait, wait, what did you say before? – Kaley yelled, interrupting her mother.

– Hmmm…Sassy, Roxie, Biscuit – repeated my aunt.

– Biscuit! Yeah, it is perfect for her, isn’t it? – my cousin said, taking her foot out of my mouth and patting me on my head.

I barked many times, looking at my cousin straight in the eyes. Kaley looked really happy and for a moment she looked just like a little girl who was unwrapping her Christmas gift. She approached her hand to my face and I licked it with devotion as a good puppy, while she said:

– Good doggy, that’s my Biscuit –

Without realizing it, I moved my butt as if I was wagging an invisible tail.

– It seems she likes her new name – Aunt Emma said as I continued to lick my cousin’s fingers who enjoyed playing with my tongue.

Soon Kaley’s hands were covered by my saliva and my cousin wiped them on my hair without succeeding in concealing a new yawn.

– It’s late, you will play with your new dog tomorrow. Now I have to prepare her “dog house” Aunt Emma said, taking off her feet from my back and getting up from the couch.

I can not deny that I was a little disappointed with her words, I was hoping to sleep at the foot of her bed as I did in Paris and in the night that I had spent at my aunt’s house a few weeks earlier. Once again, Aunt Emma seemed to read my mind because she patted on my head and said:

– This night I need rest. Maybe the next time, if you behave, you can sleep with me or with Kaley –

Mother and daughter were about to leave the living room and I did not know what to do, could I get up or I had to follow them like a dog? In the end I picked up for this last solution and when I reached my aunt in the corridor I saw with amazement that she was not walking up the stairs to prepare the guest room but, instead, she headed toward the basement.

– Go to sleep honey, tomorrow morning you have to go to school – Aunt Emma said to her daughter who after giving her the good-night kiss, approached me and patted on my head, saying:

– Goodnight Biscuit –

My answer was a loudly bark, I kissed frantically her feet and with disappointment I saw my beautiful cousin leaving. I would have liked to follow her, spend the night with her, kept licking her wonderful feet and curl up next them to sleep. But my aunt had decided otherwise, so I followed my Mistress to the basement.

– Go down the stairs normally, I do not want you to break the bone of your neck – my Mistress said, turning on the light and beginning to step down the stairs.

The temperature in the basement was definitely very different from the rest of the house and I thanked it was still September, I was sure that in winter I would have freeze to death down there.

– For tonight you will have to settle for this – my aunt said, throwing on the floor two small pillows which were inside the old wardrobe near the washing machine and pointing to an old orange carpet that would have been my miserable and uncomfortable bed.

– Thank you Madame – I said and I bent down to kiss my Mistress’s slippers.

– Tomorrow you’ll have a bit of work to do, so you will not go to school. Put the alarm clock at six in the morning and start cleaning the ground floor. Then prepare breakfast for Kaley and serve her breakfast in bed. I think it’s useless to tell you how you should wake up your cousin… right? – my aunt said lifting her eyebrow.

– Yes Madame – I replied, knowing perfectly that I should have used my tongue on her wonderful feet.

– Good. Once your cousin will be awake, you will be at her service until she goes to school and immediately after you have to start cleaning her room. But do not make too much noise, I’m tired and I want to sleep late tomorrow. When the rest of the house will be cleaned and not before 11 am, you can finally prepare me a light breakfast and you can wake me up. Did you understand everything, slave? – she said putting her right foot on my head.

– Yes Madame – I replied with a weak voice.

– Good. So…goodnight – she said, removing her foot from my head.

– Goodnight Madame – I replied, looking at her while she climbed the stairs.

I was lying on the large orange carpet and I rested my head on the two pillows which were so thin that I could feel the hard floor beneath them. It was not easy to find a comfortable position and it took a long time before I could fall asleep. But my sleep was short-lived, in fact, I woke up a little more than an hour later with several chills. Having nothing else to cover me, I used the same rug as blanket and I thanked God that it was so big that I could wrap myself in. For a moment I could not help but think about my pitiful conditions. Only two months before I was one of the most beautiful girls in the school, I was rich, I was the captain of the soccer team and I was about to get my first part in a movie. Now, I had lost everything, I no longer had a mother, I no longer had a home, and I did not even have a mattress on which to sleep and a blanket that kept me warm.

“This is my home now” I said to myself, trying to think that just a few meters above me there were those beautiful women who had completely changed my life and when I closed my eyes again, a small smile appeared on my face.

When the alarm sounded I jumped because the noise was much stronger than what I expected and when I got up from my “bed” I was more tired than the previous night and my whole body was hurting me. But I knew I couldn’t waste time, so I ran into the tight bathroom near the kitchen and after a quickly shower, I started to sweep the floors as my aunt had ordered me. Once again I noticed how clean the house was and I could not help but be impressed by my aunt’s job that unlike my mother did not have a maid, even if she could afford it. The only dirty room was the kitchen but only because some crumbs must have fallen on the ground the evening before and my aunt had not had time to clean it yet.

At some point I felt my stomach rumble and after checking that I had enough time, I quickly ate a banana hoping I did not break some of my Mistress’s rules. Aunt Emma had not told me to have breakfast but she did not even forbid me to eat, so I thought I had not disobeyed any order, but I promised myself to ask my aunt if I could have breakfast in the morning, to know how to behave in future. When I finished eating I started preparing breakfast for Kaley and following the instructions that my aunt had written on a note that I had found on the kitchen table, I prepared a cappuccino and a biscuit pack.

When I arrived at the door of my cousin’s room I had to place slowly the tray on the floor to open the door and once inside the room I had to be careful not to stumble upon something because as usual Kaley’s room was totally in the dark. After putting the tray on her desk, I approached the feet of her bed and I knelt. I put my head under the blanket and I almost immediately found myself with my cousin’s feet on my face. Compared to the evening before, they had a much more intense smell and as I felt the excitement growing up within me, I started gently licking her feet. I remembered well what had happened the last time and I did not want another kick in my nose.

– Biscuit, is that you? – Kaley asked after a few minutes with a squeaky voice.

I barked in response and my cousin giggled and started rubbing her feet on my face. The smell was wonderful and when she realized that I was sniffing with passion her feet, Kaley trapped my nose between her big and second toes. The night was very difficult, and cleaning the house is not what you would like to do first thing in the morning, but if every day, shortly after I woke up, I could smell and enjoy those wonderful feet, then my choice had been right. I would have done everything for those feet, even sleeping every night on the floor. After a few minutes, Kaley noticed the tray on her desk, she snapped loudly her fingers and said:

– Biscuit that’s enough! Bring me my breakfast –

I went out from under the blanket and I brought the tray to my Mistress who was playing with her cellphone and I knelt beside her.

– It’s really useful to have a puppy with a pair of hands – Kaley said, bursting out laugh when I replied again with a bark. Then she maneuvered me so that I was kneeling in parallel to her bed, with my face toward the feet of the bed – Now stand still – and saying so she leaned the tray on my back.

While I was being used again as a mere furniture, I could hear Kaley while she dunked the biscuits on her cappuccino. My cousin, however, was still not satisfied and bending her leg in a way uncomfortable, in my opinion, she approached her foot to my face and once again she trapped my nose between her toes.

– Take a big whiff, I want to hear you. But be careful not to move, if you drop the cup you will be punished severely – Kaley ordered imperiously.

I started sniffing her foot while being careful not to move too much and it was not easy at all because I was so excited that I would have smelled and licked that foot eagerly. I could not help but think that my cousin was right to treat me that way, I was no different from an animal, humans were able to put a stop to their instincts, but I had handed my life to my greatest rival just to be able to worship her feet and those of her beautiful mother. As Kaley continued to eat her biscuits, I thought again about my new name and my pussy started to drip when I said to myself:

“I am Biscuit, Kaley’s dog arf arf”

Ch 32: Jennifer no more

When my cousin finished her breakfast, she resumed playing with her smartphone and, having received no order, I remained in the same position with the tray on my back and her foot on my face. I continued to sniff Kaley’s toes loudly as she played with my nose and time seemed to have stopped. How could there be something so wonderful like that scent that bewitched me every time and made me a mindless slave? In a brief moment of lucidity I wondered if there were other people like me in the world, if other girls enjoyed being humiliated and loved feet of other people. My thoughts, however, were swept away as soon as Kaley trapped again my nose between her big and second toes and I resumed sniffing, forgetting everything else.

When my cousin’s phone rang for a moment, I was brought back to reality and I saw with dislike Kaley take away her foot from my face. Without being able to restrain myself, I barked hoping to be able to smell it again. My cousin burst out laughing and putting her phone on her bedside table, she said:

– I’m sorry Biscuit, but it’s late and I have to go to school. Bring the tray in the kitchen and wash the cup while I take a quick shower –

I barked in response and I waited for Kaley to remove the tray from my back but she did not move and I turned my head with difficulty to look at her face.

– What are you waiting for? Go go, stupid dog – she said giving me a slap on my butt.

Wounded by those words, I slipped slowly toward the door trying to figure out how I should have reached the kitchen in that way, realizing that there was absolutely no hope of getting down the stairs without dropping the tray down and doing so much noise to wake up my Mistress and suffer a severe punishment. After a few meters I found my first obstacle, the door that unfortunately I had not left open and not knowing how to open it, I barked trying to attract the attention of my cousin who puffed loudly and got up slowly of the bed, approaching me.

– It seems that I’ve overestimated you. You’re really useless – she said opening the door and when I was out of her room, she added – From here you can walk normally but when I’ll get out of the bathroom I want to find my little dog near my bed – and saying that, she banged the door violently.

With much difficulty I removed the tray from my back and I almost risked dropping the cup on the ground but in the end I managed to tighten firmly the tray in my hands and after I got up, I headed to the kitchen as a normal human being. It didn’t take me long to wash the cup and put the biscuits in their place and when my gaze fell on the note with the instructions, which had remained on the table, I feared I had made the same mistake that I had done in the past and I ran to check if there was something else on the back. That time, fortunately, there was nothing and after I breathed a sigh of relief, I headed to my cousin’s room again.

When I opened the door, I immediately put me on all fours and I crawled into the room not like the slave Jennifer Martin but as Biscuit the dog of my cousin. Kaley was still in the bathroom, but without hearing any noise, I imagined that she had already finished her shower. As I was ordered, I crawled near my Mistress’s bed and while I was waiting for her return, I carefully watched the room that I was supposed to clean shortly after her departure. I had never considered myself a neat girl but compared to my cousin I was the neatest person in the world. Her desk was full of books and notebooks, most of which were open and her PC was about to fall to the ground and I realized that it was my fault, in fact resting the tray on the desk I had pushed something that before I could not see because of the darkness. I wanted to get up and put the PC back in its place but Kaley could go back at any moment and I did not want to get caught in a different position than I was ordered.

I continued to look around the room, now lit by the sunlight, and I saw that there were at least three pairs of sneakers on the floor and I had to give me a slap in my face to avoid throwing myself on them, just like a real dog would have done. Despite all my efforts, I knew I could not stand for long and I received gladly the arrival of my cousin who came out from the bathroom already dressed. Kaley was wearing a pair of high waist jeans that highlighted her gorgeous butt and a very elegant pink shirt, that was also very expensive. I followed with my eyes her feet getting more and more close to me and when she stopped I did not resist and I rubbed my face on her black socks. Kaley lift one foot and allowed me also to reach her sole, but after a while she pulled her foot away and said:

– Take my shoes, the white ones – and she pointed to a pair of Converse which were almost on the other side of the room.

I crawled towards them and I gently grabbed the shoes with my mouth and when I came back from my Mistress, I was rewarded with a caress in my hair and these words:

– Good doggy –

Once again I was ashamed to feel so proud of that praise, was I really happy to receive compliments for behaving like a good dog? My pussy immediately gave me the answer and while my cousin was putting on her shoes, I took the opportunity to quickly slide my hand between my legs but I was forced to remove it immediately when Kaley looked at me with her beautiful green eyes. She kept looking at me for more than two minutes without saying a word and I could not help but wonder what she was thinking. After a while she looked away and her gaze fell to her shoes and immediately she snapped her finger and said:

– Biscuit there is a stain in my right shoe, lick it clean –

Without hesitation, I stuck out my tongue and I approached my cousin’s shoe and when my tongue touched the green spot, I realized that it was a grass stain but despite all my efforts it was impossible to remove also because they were canvas shoes. Kaley kicked me roughly and said:

– You are really pathetic –

Sorry for failing to obey her order, I crawled back to the feet of my Mistress who was putting some books inside her backpack and I began kissing her shoes hoping to be forgiven. Kaley, however, kicked me away once again and my eyes filled with tears. My cousin looked at me for a moment with a strange expression and after a few seconds, she said:

– All right all right, I forgive you. Come here –

Full of joy for being forgiven, I crawled quickly to her feet and I covered her shoes with kisses, barking every now and then but trying not to make too much noise to not wake my aunt. Kaley patted my head and after a while she walked away saying:

– Okay, I got a little gift for you. I’m sure you’ll love it – and she gave me a wonderful smile and immediately I felt as if I had butterflies in my stomach.

Curious, I followed her on all fours to the bathroom, trying to imagine what my gift could be and when Kaley waved her black panties in front of me, my mouth started watering. Without realizing it, I pulled out my tongue and I started to pant like the dog I had become, making laugh my cousin who brought her panties close to my face but when I was about to catch them with my mouth, she moved them away. Kaley had fun teasing me for a few minutes but then, after looking the time at her phone, she threw her panties across the room and she took her backpack as I crawled in a hurry toward my new toy. When I was a few inches from her panties, I approached them with my nose to find out what perfume had the most precious part of my beautiful cousin. When that wonderful smell came to my nostrils I forgot about everything and I almost did not notice my cousin who bent next to me, watching me intensely.

– You really like to be my little dog, don’t you? – she said, looking straight into my eyes.

Without losing the eye contact and still sniffing her panties, I barked affirmatively trying to make it clear that I believed that answer with all my heart.

– You love everything that’s happening to you, isn’t it? You love to lick my feet and those of my mother, you love to be our devoted slave and obey all

our orders – I replied barking to all her affirmations as Kaley seemed to read in the depths of my soul with those hypnotic eyes, Then she added – You know, at first I wondered why you were doing all this, why did you allow my mother to treat you like a servant, how could you lick the feet of another person. Christ! Just the thought of get close my tongue to one foot, even my own foot, make me sick. But it looks like that you are special and with the passing of time I have realized more and more that you want this more than anything else in the world. I bet your pussy is soaked even at this time, isn’t it? –

Obviously she was right, I was excited more than ever and would not have done anything but fingered myself furiously at the very moment, even in front of my cousin, in fact I had already done such humiliating things that I would not be embarrassed for so little. I barked again and Kaley smiled triumphant. Then patting again on my head, she said:

– Have fun for half an hour and then clean up my room. Clean well my panties, last night I played a bit with my pussy and I think you will find them very tasty – and saying that, she left laughing loudly.

Her words only made me excite even more and as soon as Kaley left the room, I put her panties on my head and I took a deep breath almost as if I was trying to capture all their scent at once. After a few moments I started to felt dizzy and I decided to start cleaning them with my tongue hoping to be able to enjoy her juices and after the first lick I was not disappointed. The taste was so exquisite that I could not describe it with human words, and soon I found myself licking the crotch tirelessly just like the dog that I was. I could not believe that once I could not bear that girl who now seemed to me as beautiful as a Goddess, I could not believe I was once her great rival and that she was the eternal second.

“Everything changed so quickly” I said to myself as I thought that I had no right to compete with that Goddess, I was just a miserable worm compared to her and I had been a fool to think that I was superior to my cousin and I could only thank God that I was finally where I belong and humbly serve my two wonderful Mistresses.

I had certainly not forgotten that there were other two pairs of my cousin’s shoes in the room and still with my panties in my head I crawled to the older ones and I put my nose inside them. The smell that I was looking for was barely perceptible and disappointed I crawled to the other ones hoping to have more luck. My cousin’s foot stench was stronger there but it was still not enough for me and so I decided to devote myself, body and soul, to her panties that I put inside my mouth, beginning to suck all the bodily fluids that there were impregnated. My hand slipped back between my legs again and that time I was free to play with my clit and after a few moments I had a powerful orgasm.

With my cousin’s panties still in my mouth, I tried to catch my breath only with my nose that I put again into her shoes to smell that slight scent. I wondered if I had no limit, I had just had a powerful orgasm and I was still so excited. Suddenly an idea came to my mind and I started looking around the room without being able to find what I was looking for. I also looked under the bed but there was no trace of Kaley’s flip-flops.

“Where they could be?” I wondered, trying to thing slowly and still sucking the panties that were in my mouth. Kaley was barefoot last night and even this morning I did not see her wearing her usual flip-flops but a moment later I thought that I had not seen my cousin walk this morning, at least not before she got out of the…

“Bathroom!” I yelled but luckily the panties silenced my scream and without wasting any more time, I crawled to the bathroom.

There, right next to the shower, there were her black flip-flops and after a few seconds, I threw myself on them and I started licking them greedily, and I could immediately taste the wonderful flavor of Kaley’s feet. Obviously I had to remove her panties from my mouth to do this and I put them on the floor as my tongue moved furiously up and down along her flip-flops, paying particular attention to the band that goes in between the big and second toes. At one point I saw my reflection on the two large wave-shaped mirrors placed next to each other and I was shocked by what I saw. I could not really recognize myself in that weird being full of lust that moved its long tongue so frantically, I could not recognize anything of the athletic captain of her football team, only the long black hairs were the same.

“I’m “Slave”, ready to serve my Mistresses in any way possible and to obey their every orders. I’m Biscuit, ready to play with my beautiful cousin and learn new tricks like a good puppy dog” I said to myself still looking my reflex in the mirror and thinking that Jennifer Martin did not exist anymore.

Ch 33: Eternally grateful

Time passed quickly and almost without realizing it, the thirty minutes of fun were over and with disappointment I left the bathroom to start cleaning my cousin’s room. During that work I would have liked to put again on my head her panties, but I knew that they would distract me too much, obstructing my work that had to be perfect to be able to fully satisfy my Mistress, in fact I did not want another failure like the previous one, I wanted to see no more on Kaley’s face the disappointment she had had when I had not been able to clean with my tongue the stain on her white shoes.

So, I put the panties on the desk for a moment and I removed the dirty sheets from the bed and immediately afterwards I went back to the bathroom to collect the clothes that Kaley had removed before her shower…actually there was only the white top she wore on the previous evening. I looked around to check if there was any other dirty clothes and after I collect a bra, which had fallen on the floor under the desk and that I could not help but sniff, I brought all in the basement.

I took a quick look at my miserable bed and I put the sheets in the washing machine, I knew I should wash the panties and the bra by hand. After taking the dustpan and the broom that I had left in the kitchen, I went upstairs and I began to sweep the floor of my cousin’s room, trying to collect every single speck of dust and when I had to sweep under the bed I regretted not being able to use the vacuum cleaner that would have made my job much simpler and faster. Obviously I knew I could not use it or I would have surely wakened my aunt and besides, I did not know if I had permission to touch it, maybe my Mistress wanted me to do my job without any technological help.

“Why waste electricity when you have a slave at your service?” I thought as I opened the long purple curtain to get more light and opening the window to aired the room.

Shortly after, I began to put in order all the books that were scattered on the desk and I put them in the big bookshelf that was just a few steps from the door, on the right side. I could not help but be amazed at the amount of books my cousin owned that were not just the books you would expect in the bookshelf of a girl of our age and beside the various Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Twilight etc…I saw numerous books of author of the nineteenth century and I could not help but notice that my cousin seemed to have given a special place to Dumas père who was probably her favorite writer and in fact all his books did not even have a speck of dust as if my cousin cleaned them regularly, almost with a sort of devotion.

My gaze moved from the Three Musketeers, which once I had tried to read but I abandoned it after the first two chapters, to the Count of Monte Cristo who was in a central position as if Kaley considered that book more important than the others. Driven by curiosity, I gently took the book in my hands and I started to flip through it. The book was in perfect conditions and if I had not seen the cure with which it had been cleaned, I would have surely thought that my cousin had never opened it in her life. I could not help but think how I treated my books, with the bad habit of bending slightly the corner of the page to remind me what was the last page I had read. Within the book, however, I did not find any bookmarks, and even inside the others, I could not find one. I promised myself to look closely at my cousin the next time I saw her with a book in her hand, I was almost convinced by now that she was able to remember the number of the last page she had read and I wanted to check if my hypothesis was correct.

After putting the books back in theirs place, being careful that everything was perfectly as how I find it, I began to dust the desk and when that work was over, I put in the bed the clean sheets that I had found in the closet and I went downstairs to grab the bucket and the mop. It did not take long to clean the floor and after five minutes I was again in the basement to check the washing machine on which I had set the quickest program. As I waited for the washing machine to finish, I washed my cousin’s panties and bra by hand. It was a beautiful sunny day, so I brought all in the garden and I hang my cousin’s sheets and underwear on the clothesline, thinking that they would dry out quickly.

It was already eleven o’clock, so I decided it was time to wake my Mistress and going back inside home, I headed to my aunt’s room. Halfway, however, I remembered of her breakfast and I had to go back to the kitchen to prepare something light. Aunt Emma had left me no instruction for her breakfast, differently than how she had done for Kaley’s breakfast, and so I was forced to use my creativity. In a cabinet I found some rusks and I decided to serve them with butter and an exquisite orange marmalade…yeah, I could not resist it and I tasted it.

After spreading the butter and the marmalade, I prepared a cup of coffee and when it was ready, I headed again to my Mistress’s room. As I had done before with my cousin, I was forced to place the tray on the ground to open the door but unlike my cousin’s room, that of my aunt was lit by some rays of the sun that passed through the curtains. I put the tray on the bedside table and I knelt beside the feet of bed. Once again I noticed that my aunt suffered particularly the heat at night and in fact she had her feet uncovered.

Having no hurry to wake her, I began sniffing her feet, covering entirely my face with them. I was in ecstasy and if it had not been for a knee that bothered me, I would certainly have fallen asleep in that position. Having the feet of my sleeping aunt on my face, I could not help but think of Paris and about the fantastic trip we had just done a few weeks ago, even though it seemed to me that it had been many years before. As my nose slipped in the middle of my Mistress’s toes, I began to dream of taking another trip with her, in the end there was a whole world to visit and next time there could be also my wonderful cousin with us. Immediately through my mind flashed the image of a Caribbean beach and my two wonderful Mistresses sunbathing, sipping an ice tea while their slave was carefully putting the tanning oil on their perfect bodies and kissing with devotion the feet of those two Goddess, while the sound of the waves gave them a sense of peace and serenity.

While that daydream became more and more clear in my mind, almost without realizing it, I started kissing passionately my aunt’s soles, moving my lips from her toes to her high arches, down to her soft heel before making the way back. Aunt Emma began to move slightly and finally I decided to wake her up, I stuck out my tongue and I began to lick her feet, tasting with gusto her foot sweat. Although she had slept with her feet out of the blankets they had sweated a lot overnight, for my great happiness. A moment later I thought that she could have uncovered her feet just before my arrival, but soon my mind became too foggy to think about anything and I continued to lick greedily those soft soles.

– That’s a good smell – my aunt said suddenly, referring to the aroma of the coffee that had spread all over the room.

As my aunt rubbed her eyes and stretched her arms, I kept moving my tongue tirelessly, trying not to neglect an inch of her wonderful feet and savor every the last drop of her precious foot sweat. At some point, Aunt Emma grabbed my tongue with her toes and sitting down with elegant slowness, she said:

– Good morning my little slave, have you done all your chores as you were commanded to do? –

– Yes Madame – I said, but with my tongue trapped between her big and second toes came out only a very confused noise that made my aunt laugh out.

I still can not believe that a human being could emit such a celestial sound, and as I listened to her beautiful laugh, I could not look away from her beautiful green eyes, identical to those of her daughter. Evidently, however, my aunt had understood my answer because when she stopped laughing, she released her grip on my tongue and rubbing her right foot on my face she said:

– You are a such good slave. You are born to serve me and my daughter, aren’t you? –

– Yes Madame – I said, kissing the foot that kept moving sensually on my face.

– You know, we are not all the same as many religions try to make us believe. In the world there are better people than others, there are people like me and Kaley who deserve to be served by an inferior being like you. You are so fortunate that you’ve finally found your true place in the world. Do not you feel better now that you can live serving devoutly your superiors instead of living a life full of lies? Your mother has made you grow like a princess but you’re not like that, you were just a slave who was waiting for someone to show you where you belong, someone that crush you under his feet like the worm that you are – my aunt said rubbing also her left foot on my face.

– Yes Madame, you are right…as always. I am only a slave and I will be eternally grateful to you for showing me the truth and for allowing me to serve you and your beautiful daughter. Here’s where I true belong…at your feet and I’ll kiss them for the rest of my life to thank you for the honor of being your slave – I replied smothering her feet in kisses.

– Good slave – Aunt Emma repeated weakly, closing her eyes and enjoying my affectionate kisses.

After a few minutes, Aunt Emma began to drink her coffee while I started licking her feet, hoping that the coffee had not become too cold. My Mistress did not complain and after putting down the cup, she began to eat her rusks. As my tongue darted between her toes I noticed that my aunt was looking at me with curiosity and after a few seconds she asked me:

– Did you have breakfast this morning? –

– Yes Madame, I’ve eaten a banana – I answered immediately, but shortly after I added – Madame…hmm…I did not know if I could eat, forgive me if I caused you a sorrow. It will not happen again…I promise – I said, frantically kissing her feet.

– Calm down, you did not break any rule – my aunt said – Breakfast is important and you can have it every day unless I or Kaley forbid you to eat for some reason –

– Thank you Madame – I said, breathing a sigh of relief.

– Do you like marmalade? – she asked me at some point.

– Yes Madame – I replied, looking at her full lips as she chewed elegantly.

– Would you like to taste it? – my aunt said at one point and when I was almost about to answer “yes”, while in my mind I was remembering the taste of that delicious marmalade, my aunt added – Or would you like to taste my toes?

– Please Madame, can I taste your wonderful toes? – I begged, staring first at her eyes and then at her feet, moving my tongue on my lips.

– Of course, slave – she said offering me her big toe that immediately I took in my mouth.

While I sucked intensely her big toe as if it was a lollipop, I could not help but think that the other girls at my age suck something very different and once again I wondered why I was so weird, only the idea of getting closer to that thing in the middle of a boy’s legs made me sick while, instead, my mouth watered just looking at the succulent toes of my aunt and suck them was an indescribable emotion that excited me enormously while Aunt Emma continued to look at me intensely and I was not able to distract my eyes from hers that once again seemed to look deep in my soul.

When my Mistress finished her breakfast, she put down the tray in the bedside next to her bed and she began rubbing again her feet on my face, which was immediately covered with my saliva. After a few minutes, I saw my aunt uncovered her fantastic body and I was amazed when she lay down on her belly and lowered her panties, snapping her fingers and saying:

– Come on slave, you know what to do –

I quickly shook my head to recover from the shock that had caused me to look at the awesome butt of my aunt and climbing on the bed, I approached it trying to remember my first experience to try to better satisfy my Mistress. I began to kiss her buttocks with devotion, trying to explore every inch of them with my tongue that moved gracefully on the tonic ass of that wonderful woman. After a few minutes, however, my Mistress became impatient and grabbing my hair she forced me to put my face in her ass crack, just as she did the last time.

– Sniff my ass, slave – she said, keeping firmly her grip on my hair and forcing me to stay in the same position.

I began to sniff loudly her ass, smelling again that pungent odor that almost immediately made me sick. Despite that, I tried to continue because I could not disappoint my Mistress, I had to do everything possible to show her how much I was grateful to her for giving me a new home and for making me her slave. At some point I felt the pressure on my head getting stronger and my face crushed more and more on my aunt’s ass. Then, just as I was taking a deep breath, my aunt farted and an indescribable stench immediately came to my nostril. When I cough violently, Aunt Emma said:

– What’s wrong slave, do not you like your Mistress fart? –

– I love it Madame – I forced myself to say – Thank you Madame to give this slave the privilege to smell your wonderful…your fantastic inner fragrance – I stammered and for not let her know that I was lying I take several big whiff, realizing how pathetic I looked at that moment.

– Seen that you love it so much, here’s another one – she said and immediately after she farted again.

The smell was terrible as the first one but that time I did not want that my Mistress complain again, so I breathed deeply, even avoiding retching.

“Am I already getting used to this?” I wondered thinking about the different reaction that my body had had and noticing how wet my pussy was at that time. Besides, I could not help but think that I was so depraved that after a while I could end to love even that odor so disgusting.

My thoughts were swept away when my aunt left her grip on my hair and relaxed, saying:

– Now slave, stick out your tongue –

I knew what to do and when I replied – Yes Madame – I put my tongue in her asshole and I started licking with the devotion that such a wonderful Mistress deserves.

Ch 34: A lovely nap

As I kept licking my aunt’s asshole, moving my tongue with ability, I heard my Mistress’s moan become more and more stronger and happy that I was able to give pleasure to that Goddess, I increased the pace of my licks, trying to push my tongue deeper and deeper. Once upon a time I would have thought of how wrong was what I was doing, how disgusting and degrading it was licking the ass of another person and probably I would have thrown up at the very thought but at that time I could not think of anything else but to satisfy my Mistress, careless of the pungent smell that came to my nostrils, careless of the disgusting flavor that I was tasting with each lick, careless of having my face buried between the buttocks of a woman twice my age, who was enjoying so much the work of her niece, of her little slave.

I was beginning to get tired but I could not stop and I would continued all day if my Mistress did not stop me. My head was spinning because of the low oxygen entering my lungs and that certainly did not help my work that became less intense and seeing that I had a slowest pace, Aunt Emma grabbed again my hair and pushed me rudely against her ass. I increased the pace of my licks, hoping that I didn’t finish quickly all my energy, risking to annoy again my Mistress who was no longer moaning as before. At some point, I felt my aunt’s body stiffen for a moment and immediately after, she farted again. It was a strange feeling but my tongue did not stop moving for a second and just as I had done before, I took a big whiff, sniffing that intense smell that even entered my open mouth. I kept pushing my tongue deeper and deeper but a moment after my aunt pulled my hair and pushed me away from her body, saying:

– You have to improve a lot if you really want to satisfy me –

I tried to catch my breath as quickly as possible and thanks the oxygen, my head was no longer spinning.

– I’m sorry Madame, I will do better the next time…I promise – I responded with much difficulty, trying to think of how I could improve and fearing that it was the best I could do.

– You make too many promises – my aunt said, lying again on her back, resting her head on her pillow and closing her eyes.

I did not know what to answer and so I remained silent, admiring the fantastic body of my Mistress and I could not help but look intensely between her legs, hoping to finally see her pussy. However I had not luck on my side, in fact her panties continued to cover that part so precious that I would have done anything to see it and touch it. I have to confess that I had the instinct to take advantage of that opportunity and put my face between my Mistress’s legs while she was with her eyes closed, but before I could do my move my aunt lifted her legs and she rested them on my back, reducing me to be, once again, a footstool. That time I was certainly much more comfortable than in my past experiences, in fact I was on all fours on the soft bed and my knees were not forced to suffer the pain that always the hard floor caused me.

Suddenly one foot of my aunt moved and a moment later it was on my neck but apart from this movement, my Mistress seemed to have fallen asleep again. I stayed in that position for almost an hour and I did not dare to move a bit, in order not to risk waking that angel who slept so serenely. While my aunt’s right foot continued to burden on my neck, I wondered what Kaley was doing at school and I asked myself if Rose was wondering why I was absent.

“Maybe she had sent me a message” I thought, promising myself to check my phone that was out of battery and that was still inside my suitcase from the previous night.

For a moment I feared having forgotten my charger at home but in the end I thought it was not such a serious problem because my cousin had the previous model of my phone and the charger was the same. When my aunt woke up it was by now lunchtime and after playing again with her feet on my face, she kicked me away and said:

– Go, run me a bath and make it quick or I could fall asleep again –

I got off the bed and I walked to her bathroom which was much bigger and luxurious than Kaley’s. When I turned on the hot tap and I poured into the bath tub the scented oils, I could not help but think again of Paris because during the whole vacation prepare my Mistress’s bath was a daily job. When the tub was almost full, I returned to my aunt and after having kissed respectfully her feet, I said:

– Your bath is ready Madame –

Aunt Emma got up elegantly from the bed and heading to the bathroom, she snapped her fingers ordering me to follow her. I crawled behind my Mistress and once near the tub I remembered to keep my eyes on the ground while my aunt was undressing. When she was finally naked, she approached me and before I could understand her intentions she put one foot on my back and used me as a step to get into the tub. I had to bear the weight of her body for a single instant and yet it was a terrible suffering for me, but fortunately I was able to don’t moan because of the pain.

– Slave, massage my shoulders – my aunt said and I was forced to move while I was still trying to catch my breath.

I started massaging my Mistress’s shoulders trying to move my fingers with the same skill I had when I massaged her feet and while I was trying to make her relax more and more, I could not help but smell her long red hair that for a moment made me think of my mother but I immediately had to remove that woman from my mind because I did not want to get irritated and distract myself, disappointing again my aunt after that I was not able to satisfy her with the ass licking.

After a few minutes she ordered me to massage her feet and kneeling, I started doing what I did best. I slipped my fingers through her toes, making my aunt laugh and shortly after I moved in a circle my thumbs on her heels and I was amazed as always seeing how soft they were, almost as if she had never walked one day in her life. When I started to massage the right foot, the left one rudely dropped into the water and watching my soaked t-shirt for a moment, I did not say anything and I continued my work thinking of the few clothes I had in my suitcase.

“I should go back home and take all my stuff ” I thought, trying to invent a plan to avoid meeting Christine Spencer. For a moment I thought that I could call Mary and tell her to bring me my things but I doubted she would have done it, unless my mother had given her the permission.

Resigned to having to go back home to collect the rest of my clothes, I continued to massage my aunt’s feet that was relaxing as if she had no care in the world.

“And when I will have all my clothes where I should put them?” I asked myself at a certain point, hoping intensely that the basement was my room only for one night and that I could sleep again in a comfortable bed, in a ordinary room. The guest room was not really big, but it would have been more than enough for me and the only time I entered there, I had noticed that the view from the window was really beautiful, in fact you could see, in the distance, the wonderful golf course that was one of the most famous in the State.

The water was beginning to lose its heat, so my aunt decided that it was time to finish her bath and shortly after she got out of the tub the same way as she had done to get in. Once again I was forced to bear for a moment all her weight with my back and having no time to recover from the pain, I began to dry my Mistress’s feet.

– Bring me my flip-flops, they are in the shoe closet – my aunt said, dismissing me with a wave of her hand.

I went back to the bedroom and after taking her flip-flops I decided to put in the shoe closet the slippers that my aunt had wore the previous evening, hoping that my initiative would have made her happy. When I went back to the bathroom, Aunt Emma was carefully brushing her hair and she did not pay any attention to me when I put her flip-flops on her feet that I covered with affectionate kisses. I remained prostrate at my aunt’s feet for several minutes, and she did not say a word when she headed to her room while I followed her on all fours.

– I have just eaten and I’m not hungry, so for today no lunch. Is not that a problem for you, is it? – she asked with a grin on her face.

– No Madame – I lied, hoping that my stomach would not rumble right at that moment.

The evening before I had interrupted almost immediately my dinner and that morning I had eaten only a banana, so I was definitely hungry but I could not tell it to my aunt, so I had to resist, hoping that the afternoon passed quickly so that I could have dinner. My aunt started inspecting the house and she was very pleased with my job, especially when she saw I had also changed the sheets from Kaley’s bed even if I had not explicitly received that order. I continued to follow my aunt as a shadow and when we were near the entrance I dared to ask her:

– Madame…where can I put my stuff? – and I pointed to my suitcase that had remained in the same place since last night.

– For now, leave it there, when your cousin will come back, we’ll decide what to do – she replied, and without adding anything else she went to her studio to work a little.

Having nothing else to do, I follow my aunt and when she sat at her desk I curled down at her feet like a good puppy. While Aunt Emma was working tirelessly at her PC, I relaxed for a while with my face a few inches from her feet and after daydreaming about half an hour, in the end I fell asleep, exhausted by the work of the morning and by the difficult night. When I woke up I noticed I had a foot on my face but despite my head was bent in a very uncomfortable way, I do not dare to move to not disturb my Mistress who kept moving unceasingly her fingers on the keyboard. I did not know how long I had slept and I did not have any way to find out it, stuck in that position. Only after a few minutes my aunt looked down and realized that I was awake.

– Well well, look who’s up – she said smiling and rubbing her right foot on my face.

Aunt Emma took that opportunity to change her position and I gladly welcomed that change. She maneuvered me under the desk with my face up and right after she rested her beautiful feet on it, resuming her work. At that time I could not help thinking of the first time she had used me as a footstool, that happened right in that room, that was really the beginning of everything.

After a while I started to get bored and to avoid falling asleep again, I started sniffing my aunt’s feet that in contact with my face were beginning to sweat. The smell was as wonderful as ever and my pussy began to drip again and I could not help but think how much effect had on me to be used as a footstool. In fact, it is something incredibly exciting to be ignored while your own body is used as a mere furniture. At some point I heard a noise and I immediately recognized the sound of the engine of my cousin’s car, marveling that she was already back.

“I must have slept a lot” I thought, continuing to sniff my aunt’s feet who, just like me, had noticed her daughter’s return and a few seconds after she said to me:

– Go to greet Kaley as the good puppy that you are –

As soon as Aunt Emma removed her feet from my face, I came out from under the desk and I crawled to the entrance, arriving just when my cousin was opening the door.

– Biscuit! – she yelled, giving me a wonderful smile when I approached her, barking and greeting my Mistress with quick licks on her shoes. Kaley allowed me to lick her shoes for a few minutes and as I moved my tongue all along the surface of her white Converse, she caressed my hair with sweetness and scratching me behind the ears, she whispered that she was so lucky to have such a good dog.

– Ok stop…stop…THAT’S ENOUGH! – she screamed when I didn’t stop to lick her shoes. Then, when I looked at her with a scared look, she added with her usual tone of voice – I have to sit down, I’m very tired –

As I followed her into the living room, I noticed that my cousin had a big shopping bag in her hands and I wondered what was inside. Kaley threw herself on the couch and immediately took off her shoes without even using her hands. As my cousin relaxed, I approached her Converse and just like a real dog, I began to sniff them intensely. The smell was stronger than usual and I probably would not have taken my nose from inside those shoes if I had not had the source of that smell a few inches from me.

I crawled to my Mistress’s feet and I sniffed loudly her socks that were very moist. Kaley played a bit with my nose before getting bored and starting chatting with some friends with her smartphone. Needless to say I was not getting bored at all and I continued sniffing her socked feet with a large smile, barking every now and then to remind my cousin of my presence but with poor results. Kaley looked away from her smartphone only when her mother came into the room. Aunt Emma approached her daughter and kissed her on the cheek, saying:

– Hello darling, how was your day? –

– It was all right and how it could be a bad day if it begin with a soft tongue between your toes? – my cousin replied, making laugh her mother who sat on the armchair to the right of the couch.

As I continued sniffing Kaley’s feet I could not follow the conversation that mother and daughter had, but at some point I could hear these words:

– Have you bought everything? – Aunt Emma asked.

– Yes and I paid much less than I thought – Kaley answered, handing to her mother the envelope that I had seen before.

My aunt took the envelope and looking inside she smiled diabolically and pleased, with a loud voice she said:

– Very well –

And while my nose continued to move all along my cousin’s socks trying to inhale all her foot-scent, I could not help but think:

“What could possibly be inside that bag?”

Ch 35: Time to get dressed

As my curiosity grew more and more, I stuck out my tongue and I began to lick Kaley’s damp socks, trying to savor the foot sweat that had impregnated them. My aunt put the shopping bag on the floor and looked at me with satisfaction while I was taking care of her daughter’s socks. I thought she had realized that my cousin had completely conquered me and that I was completely devoted to Kaley just like I was devoted to her. While my tongue moved tirelessly, I felt on my tongue small pieces of fabric of her socks but I did not care about them and I swallowed with taste.

Realizing that her mother was not going to open the shopping bag at that time, Kaley returned playing with her phone, resting on my head the foot that I was not licking. The black socks of my lovely Mistress, who relaxed quietly on the couch, became more and more damp, just like my panties and I noticed that my pussy was on fire once again.

A constant arousal, that’s was what my life had become and I could not help but think that becoming a slave had been the best thing that could happen to me in my young life. I know, it seems really absurd what I had just thought, lose your freedom, being completely submissive to another person and never being able to make a decision, being completely dependent on someone else’s will, it should be something terrible and the abolition of slavery was certainly one of the best things on the history of mankind but at that moment, I was not able to think that the life I had chosen was terrible, I could no longer imagine to have a normal life. School, work, money, friendships, have a family, all that seemed so far away from me that I had found a wonderful peace at the foot of my two owners without having to worry about anything, without the pressure of having to follow in the footsteps of my mother, without all the pressures that a girl of my age has. I just had to serve my Mistresses and make her happy, they would have thought of everything, they would have cared for me.

These were my thoughts as I kept licking and sniffing Kaley’s socks, trying not to neglect a inch of them while I could still feel my aunt’s gaze on me. At one point, Kaley looked away from her smartphone and said:

– Stop play with these socks. Take them off and lick my feet –

Full of joy to be finally able to lick my cousin’s bare feet, I was about to take her foot in my hands when she put it rudely on my face, saying:

– And since when do dogs have hands? –

Cursing me for how stupid I had been, I approached my lips to my cousin’s left foot to take off her sock with my mouth, being careful not to bite her while I grab her sock with my teeth. It was much harder than I expected but in the end I managed to take them off, freeing Kaley’s feet and after putting the socks inside her shoes, obviously with my mouth, I began to smell intensely those wonderful feet. The smell was definitely better than the socks and as I continued to inhale it, I began to lick frantically my cousin’s soft soles which, after a few minutes, were completely covered in spit. When my tongue moved to her toes, I noticed that there were many toe jams in the middle of them but once again I licked greedily and I swallowed everything with gusto, careless that my actions might have seemed disgusting in the eyes of other people. The taste was so good that it drove me crazy and I licked those wonderful feet with such fury that Kaley eventually was forced to kick me away, saying:

– That’s enough, you risk to consume them that way. Try to calm down, stupid beast –

My aunt, who had been observing the scene with great attention, burst out laughing at her daughter’s words. With disappointment, I was forced to move away from my cousin’s feet and so I crawled to my aunt hoping I could lick her feet and not be rejected again.

– What do you want? My daughter’s feet had not been enough for you and now you would like to put your dirty tongue on mine, don’t you? – my aunt asked, looking straight into my eyes.

I still was in puppy mode, so I answered her question barking and, pulling out my tongue I started to pant, hoping that my begging would work. My aunt did not say anything for almost a minute, then she tapped with her foot the shopping bag that Kaley had given to her and she said:

– Don’t you want to know what’s inside this bag? –

Curious, I approached it to peek what was inside, but my aunt kicked me away, saying:

– No. I’ll show you what’s inside, you stay still and don’t touch anything –

With the tail of my eye I saw that Kaley was also curious to see that scene and my cousin sat gracefully on the sofa just when her mother pulled out of the shopping bag a black dress, but only after a few seconds I realized what it was.

“A maid costume?” I thought looking at the black mini dress with a white apron and a ruffled underskirt. Immediately in my mind flashed the image of me cleaning the house dressed in that way, with a pair of sexy tight nylon stockings and immediately a shudder shook my pussy. Evidently my excitement was to be very visible because my aunt burst out laughing and said:

– Do not get too excited, this will be just your dress for the great occasions – then, while I was trying to understand the meaning of her words, Aunt Emma turned to her daughter and said – You know, I changed my mind. I think I’ll see her when she will be fully dressed. Why do not you take her upstairs and you two come back when she is ready? Meanwhile I’ll prepare dinner –

More and more confused I turned to my cousin who got up from the couch and after taking the bag from the hand of her mother, with a whistle she ordered me to follow her. I looked at my aunt for a moment, trying to figure out what was happening but then, not wanting make Kaley angry, I started crawling behind my lovely Mistress who walked barefoot on the floor that I had cleaned in the morning. When we got to the stairs I hoped my cousin would give me the order to walk normally but she ignored me and I was forced to follow her on all four, risking several times falling down the stairs.

– Will you hurry up? – she said annoyed, entering her room as I was still climbing the last steps.

When I entered my cousin’s room, I was short of breath and my knees were very sore but I could not stop until I was just a few inches from the feet of my Mistress who was sitting on her bed and was looking inside the mysterious bag.

– Strip – Kaley said suddenly, then angered by my hesitation she put a foot in my face, pinching rudely my nose with her toes and saying:

– When I give you an order, you must obey immediately. Did you understand, slave? –

– Yes Mistress, I’m sorry Mistress – I replied, deciding not to bark because I had been called “slave”.

After kissing her foot for a few seconds, Kaley took it away from my face and I started undressing as I had been ordered to do. When my t-shirt and pants fell to the ground, I looked at my cousin who with a nod ordered me to continue and so, I also removed my bra and my panties. That was not the first time I was naked in front of my cousin, I remembered well the last time when I risked showing my intimate parts to my whole neighborhood just to take a bag of chips from the trunk of her car.

When I was completely naked, Kaley put her feet on my boobs and started playing with them, surely noticing my stiff nipples, and when her right foot moved between my legs, she had to notice how wet my pussy was at that time. A triumphant smile appeared on my cousin’s face when I began to moan, knowing that I would have had an orgasm at any moment. Kaley started to fuck my pussy with her big toe and looking straight into my eyes, she said:

– Do not you dare to have an orgasm without my permission –

– Please Mistress, can I cum? – I managed to say between one moan and the other –

– Not yet slave, not yet – she replied patting my head and moving faster her big toe inside my pussy.

– Please Mistress, please…I can’t take it anymore – I begged with tears in my eyes, hoping that my cousin had a bit of pity.

– Hmm I do not know, maybe we can reach an agreement. If I give you permission to cum like the slut that you are, you will have to promise me that you will never masturbate again and you will never have an orgasm without my permission or that of my mother. What do you think, slave? –

“What? I could not touch myself anymore?” I was about to refuse her proposal when I thought that I was her slave and she could forbid me to masturbate even without my consent, so I answered:

– Yes Mistress, I promise –

– You promise what? Try to be a little more precise – Kaley said smiling diabolically as I was getting closer and closer to the climax.

– Mistress, I promised not to masturbate anymore and not to have an orgasm without the permission of my owners – I said with a weal voice and when Kaley gave me her permission I had the most powerful orgasm of my whole life.

Exhausted, I fell to the ground but my cousin did not seem willing to give me some rest because she put her foot on my face and brought to my lips the big toe that had given me so much pleasure. There was no need of her order and immediately I started to suck her toe, cleaning it and licking my juices that did not have a good flavor. Kaley watched that scene, amused, and with the other foot she continued to play with my tits. After about five minutes she took away her feet from my body and said:

– Okay slave, it’s time to get dressed –

With difficulty I put myself on all fours and I looked with curiosity my cousin who pulled out of the shopping bag a strange dress. My cousin helped me to wear it quickly and then she forced me to follow her in the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. I observed carefully the snug, black fishnet body stocking with a narrow mesh on the sides and wider loops down the front and back, leaving my breast and my crotch in front and my ass in the back almost completely exposed. The body stocking had long sleeves with narrow mesh on the bottom of the arms and wide loops on the top. It extends to the thighs like a short mini skirt.

– It’s perfect, isn’t it? – Kaley said, clapping her hands and I could not help but answer affirmatively as I watched my private parts so exposed, hoping to never have to go around with that dress, even though I had to admit that it made me look very sexy.

– Thank you Mistress, I do not deserve such a beautiful gift – I said kissing the feet of my cousin who seemed very pleased to hear my words and after caressing my hair for a moment, she said:

– I’m glad you like it so much. And think that you are not ready yet –

Confused, I looked at her trying to figure out what else I had to wear, hoping with all my heart that it was something that covered my private parts. Kaley snapped her fingers and ordered me to follow her back in her room. I curled down at her feet as she kept looking for something in the bag and a moment later she pulled out a puppy ear headband which had cute, perky little triangle shaped ears pointing straight up. Finally it was all clear to me, Kaley was really turning me into her dog, it was not enough for her that I behaved like a dog, she also wanted me to appear like a dog. But there was still something missing to make me look like a real puppy and as if she had read in my mind, my cousin pulled out of the bag a plush, velvety, soft tail. I carefully watched the tail that my cousin held in her hands and I was trying to figure out how I had to wear it when she said:

– This goes right here, silly – and she giggled as she pointed to my asshole.

Almost without realizing it, I recoiled horrified by the thought that something was about to be inserted into my ass but Kaley grabbed my hair, saying:

– Where do you think you’re going? Come here and stay still or the plug goes in without lubricating it –

Having no other choice, resigned, I crawled back to my Mistress who put the end of the plug in my mouth, so that I could lubrificate it, and removing it after a minute.

– Okay, put your head down on the floor. Come on, ass in the air –

I obeyed her order and I stayed still in that position that made me feel so exposed and vulnerable, even because I could not see what was happening behind me. At one point, Kaley bent close to me and bringing two fingers on my lips, she said:

– Suck them. I’m sure that’s your first time, so I have a bit of work to do –

I sucked her fingers intensely, trying to lubricate them as much as possible and hoping she did not hurt me too much. When Kaley came back behind me, I started crying out because of the fear and I almost did not hear my cousin when she told me to relax. My body started shaking when the first finger touched my asshole and I was not able to avoid screaming when it penetrated inside me. My cousin moved gently her finger, pushing it more and more deeper and at some point the pain began to merge with pleasure.

– Do you like it, don’t you? – Kaley said, inserting the second finger and I could not help but think of that strange feeling of fullness.

After a few minutes, Kaley took the plug and I hoped she would allow me to lick it again because I was afraid it had dried in the meantime. Luckily, I saw Kaley use a lubricant that she had kept hidden until then and in my heart I could not help but be grateful to my cousin for that “kindness”.

– Come on, one last effort – she said before inserting the plug into my asshole.

Once again I screamed but almost without realizing it, I was finally wearing my tail. As I caught my breathe, trying to get used to that strange feeling of having something inside of me, Kaley brought back on my lips the two fingers that had been inside my asshole, so that I could clean them.

– Good doggy, that’s my Biscuit – she said as my tongue kept working on her fingers – Now there is only one last thing left to do –