An Endless Competition F/F Ch. 36-40

Literotic asexstories – An Endless Competition F/F Ch. 36-40 by Yagamilight2,Yagamilight2
Ch 36: Fully dressed

I kept licking for two more minutes the fingers of my cousin that gently caressed my hair with her left hand and I felt happy as I had never been in my life. Looking at us at that moment anyone would have noticed immediately how much complicity there was between us, anyone would have seen easily how much devotion there was in my eyes. Kaley was really wonderful and I still did not understand how I did not notice it in all those previous years, thinking of being her rival. What a madness! How could I compete with that Goddess?

As she continued to caress my hair, I almost started to purr like a cat, forgetting that I was her puppy dog. My tongue kept moving tirelessly and despite the disgusting taste, I kept licking my cousin’s fingers which had been inside my asshole, trying to clean them as much as possible, in fact it was because of me that they were dirty.

When Kaley took away her hand from my lips, she carefully inspected my work and after smiling gently, she wiped her fingers on my hair. I knew that it was time to complete my new dress and I was not surprised when Kaley pulled out of the shopping bag a black leather collar that my cousin put on my neck. I can not deny that my pussy started to drip when Kaley secured the collar, looking at me with satisfaction. Both of us knew that it was a crunch time, exactly at that very moment I became truly her property and there was no going back, I would never be a free person again because I never would have had the willpower and the desire to remove that collar that immediately showed my status. Kaley had to understand what I was thinking, because she smiled looking at me straight in my eyes and then, suddenly, she approached me and our lips met for a second.

– You’re really mine now – she said, as I tried to recover from that kiss that had upset me.

My heart was pounding and I felt as if there was a fire inside me, my breathing was labored and my pussy was getting wet once again.

“Why? Why did she kiss me?” I thought trying to calm me, without took away my eyes, even for a second, from my beautiful cousin who kept watching me intensely, playing with the collar she had just put on my neck.

I continued to look at that red-haired Goddess and I could not help but peek at her prosperous breast that I would have loved to touch and kiss.

– Do you want to see my boobs, don’t you my little doggy? – Kaley said suddenly, gently touching her breasts.

I could not help but bark many times and without realizing it, I started to pant like a dog, with my tongue dangling out of my mouth. I thought that my cousin was just playing with me, that she was just teasing me and for that reason I was very surprised when she began to unbutton her pink shirt. My head started to spin when she removed her shirt, wearing only her bra and without realizing it, I got closer and closer to her, until I touched her belly button with my nose. Kaley never broke the eye contact while she seductively removed her bra and when it fell to the ground, showing me her perfect tits, I almost got an orgasm on the spot.

How could such perfection exist? How was it possible that every part of her body was so magnificent? I heard my cousin giggling as she watched intensely her puppy drooling at the sight of her breasts and I was so distracted to look at her nipples that I did not notice her right hand that was looking for something else inside the bag which was still beside her, on the bed. Only when I heard a slight tinkle, I managed to regain control of my body and watch my cousin take a metal leash that she attached on the d-ring of my collar. Once again a shudder shook my pussy but I did not have time to think how excited I was at that moment and how much effect the leash had had on me, because Kaley pulled me closer and closer to her and before I could realize it, I had my face between her tits. Needless to say how happy I was at that moment and with how much joy I heard my cousin say:

– Lick them, suck them –

She didn’t have to ask me twice and I began to lick gently her soft, round tits, knowing that every boy in my school would do anything to be in my place at that time.

“There is just me here and no one else” I said to myself, thinking about how lucky I was and thanking God that I was able to stay so close to such a wonderful woman, thanking that I was the only mortal woman that was able to worship that wonderful Goddess.

When I started to suck her nipples, Kaley began to moan loudly and I could not help but love those noises that I hoped I could hear more and more in the future. After a few moments I realized that Kaley’s hand had slipped under her jeans and she had started to masturbate, getting more excited by what I was doing to her boobs. I would have liked to watch more closely my cousin’s pussy while she was playing with it and I would have wanted so much to slip my tongue between her labia making her cum as she had never done in her life, but Kaley kept holding firmly my leash, preventing me any movement. So I continued to suck her boobs, hoping to have that honor in the near future.

It did not take long before my cousin had a powerful orgasm and when she laid exhausted on the bed, releasing the grip on my leash, I curled down at her feet, gently kissing them as she recovered. At one point Kaley snapped her fingers and with a weak voice she said:

– Here doggy – and she extended the hand with which she had touched herself.

I approached without hesitation and without any other order, I began to lick her fingers, savoring for the first time the precious juices of my cousin. I could not believe that her taste was so exquisite, I remembered well my flavor and I could not help but think that it was just another aspect of how my cousin was better than me. I kept licking with gusto until her fingers were perfectly clean, then I used my own hair to dry the hand of my Mistress who was very pleased of that gesture:

– Good doggy –

I went back to my cousin’s feet and I resumed to kiss them, moving my lips all over her soles and smothering in kisses the insteps of her feet. Every time I moved, I could hear the noise of the leash that tinkled slightly and without realizing it, I brought my hand to my new collar, gently touching the leather and dying to looking at me in the mirror, now that my dress was finally complete. I slightly shook my butt and immediately I felt my new tail touch my skin, it was a strange and pleasant feeling and I kept wagging my tail for several minutes while my Mistress recovered after her powerful orgasm.

It was amazing how fast I was getting used to the butt plug and while I was still kissing my cousin’s feet, I wondered for the first time how I was supposed to poop. Of course I knew I had to remove it, but would I be able to take it off alone or put it back? I still did not know how long I had to wear that tail but something in Kaley’s eyes a few minutes before had made me understand that it would be permanent and it would soon become a part of me. When Kaley recovered her strength, she got up from the bed and grabbing my leash, she said:

– Ok Biscuit let’s go downstairs, dinner will be ready by now and my mother is surely dying to see you dressed –

My cousin tugged on my leash and I started following her on all fours, trying to crawl quickly and not stay too far behind. Once again a shudder shook my pussy, it was obvious that crawl collared and leashed like a dog was having an amazing effect on me and I could not avoid staying with my tongue dangling out of my mouth and panting. When we finally got downstairs, Kaley turned to me and after giving me a wonderful smile, she said:

– You are improving going up and down the stairs this way. You really have a natural talent, probably you are born to be my dog –

I responded to her compliment with a bark and licking her feet for a few seconds, before that my Mistress pulled again my leash, forcing me to follow her in the kitchen where my aunt was waiting for us. When we entered the room aunt Emma was setting up the table and after seeing us she said:

– Just in time, I was about to call you – then when she carefully looked at me, she added – Wow…honey your dog looks really wonderful –

– Do you like it? – Kaley asked, looking at her mother.

– Of course, I love it. But come a little closer, so that I can get a better look at her – Aunt Emma answered.

Kaley pulled the leash and made me get close to her mother who started inspecting my “dress”, carefully looking at my collar and touching my tail as I wagged it like a happy dog.

– Well well, it looks like someone here loves her new outfit –

I barked with joy and I began to lick my aunt’s feet to show her how happy I was. The two women burst out laugh because of my reaction, but their laughter did nothing but increase the pace of my licks and the waggling of my tail. Aunt Emma took off the flip flop from her right foot that put on my face, allowing me to lick her sole. After almost two minutes, my aunt removed her foot and said:

– Okay, that’s enough. Dinner is ready –

As my aunt served the dinner on the table, Kaley led me close to her chair and only then I noticed that there were on the floor two new bowls and in both of them there was written my name: “Biscuit”.

I wondered where my aunt had taken them, for sure they had not been inside the bag with the collar and the tail but it did not take long to find out it, in fact a few seconds later my cousin asked to her mother:

– Have you already get everything from my car? –

– Yeah, I put that thing in its place – Aunt Emma answered.

I looked first at my aunt and then at her daughter to try to understand what they were talking about but they did not say anything else and resigned I approached my bowls. While Kaley looped the end of the leash around the foot of her chair, Aunt Emma filled the right bowl with water, while on the left one she put a strange mush that shortly after I discovered it was meat. Evidently she had used the mixer to help me to eat. Without thinking of how degrading it was eat again from a bowl like a dog, I was so hungry that I threw myself on my meal, beginning to chew that mush. My two Mistresses started eating and talking about something but I was too busy not to do a mess to follow their conversation and I could not help but think that I did not need to hear what they were saying, dogs do not care about the conversations of their masters.

Only after a few minutes Kaley brought back her attention to me and putting a foot on my back she told me:

– Biscuit do you like your meal? –

I stopped for a second and I barked in response, making her laugh.

– You know, I’m sure I can make your meal even more tasty – my cousin added, and before I could imagine what she was thinking, she put her foot inside my bowl.

Having understood her intentions, I started licking that mush from my cousin’s right foot while the left one was still on my back. My tongue moved with skill in the middle of her toes and trying to clean well her foot, I even dug with my tongue under her toenails, swallowing my meal together with the dirt that was down there. I wondered if my meals would always be like that from that moment on or if in the future I could have eaten on the table with them as a normal human being.

“I’m not a normal human being, I’m a slave, and even if Kaley become bored to treat me like a puppy, I would never have anyway the opportunity to dine at my Mistresses’s table. It’s not right that they dine with an inferior being like me” I thought as I continued tirelessly moving my tongue and filling more and more my stomach that finally stopped to rumble.

At one point a phone rang and, without stopping to lick my Mistress’s foot that was still inside my now empty bowl, I saw with the tail of my eyes Kaley pull her smartphone out of the pocket of her jeans and brought it closer to her ear.

– Hi Chelsea, what’s up? – I heard my cousin say and after a while she added – Really? And what have you done? Okay, after you have to tell me everything –

– So? – Aunt Emma asked her daughter when she hang up.

While Kaley rotated her foot, allowing me to lick clean every inch of it, she drank a sip of water and then she replied:

– Nothing special. Chelsea is coming here, we have to talk about his boyfriend who must have made a disaster –

My tongue stopped instantly and all my body was paralyzed by fear.

“Please don’t, Chelsea no…please. She do not have to see me in this state” I thought, begging all the gods that the beautiful blonde midfielder did not come and did not find out that I had become my aunt’s slave and my cousin’s dog.

“Please God, I need only that she has a sudden commitment, a car trouble, whatever you want” I pleaded in my mind, hoping that my prayers were heard.

Then suddenly a voice of a deity came to my ears.

– May I know who told you to stop? Lick clean my foot, stupid dog –

Ch 37: Gossip

Frightened by the tone of my cousin’s voice, I resumed licking her foot that was still inside my bowl, without stopping even when it was completely clean and I could no longer see any trace of my meal. Mother and daughter continued to eat their dinner without speaking and I could only ask myself if Kaley really intended to show me to Chelsea and if my aunt would allow her to do so.

I knew well that if Chelsea found out that I had become the slave of my cousin and my aunt, the news would have spread instantly throughout the school. The blond midfielder loves gossip and she would never miss the opportunity to tell everyone something so unusual and clamorous. Even my life inside my team would become a hell, Kaley had already told everyone that I would be the team servant, but from the day of the match I had not seen again the girls who certainly would never have imagined that my cousin was serious.

“If this gets out, probably even my cousin might have some damage” I thought, trying to imagine the reaction of the headmaster and the professors to that news, and I strongly doubted that they would have looked with favor at my slavery. That thought calmed me a little, because I knew that my aunt would never allow something bad to happen to her daughter, damaging her reputation, especially at that time that Kaley was about to break through, shooting her first movie.

As my tongue kept darting between my cousin’s toes, I watched my aunt carefully, hoping to figure out what she was thinking at the time. However, Aunt Emma seemed completely unaware of what was going to happen and she continued to eat quietly, savoring with gusto her meal which was certainly much better than that mush that had been my dinner.

The minutes passed quickly and before I could realize it, it had already passed half an hour. When my aunt got up to wash the dishes and Kaley wiped her foot on my hair, I hoped that finally someone would tell me that I should not have to face Chelsea and humiliate me in front of her. However, with a tug on my leash my cousin forced me to follow her in the living room and turning on the TV, she rested her feet on my back. I became increasingly nervous and I knew that Chelsea could arrive any moment and I feared that my cousin wanted her to found me in that position. After another five minutes, I heard the noise of a car engine and a few seconds after the buzzer rang. There was no hope, the spoiled girl had arrived and she would have found out what I had become. My aunt opened the entrance gate but shortly after she turned to Kaley and said:

– Give me the leash, I’ll put your dog in her kennel –

Probably on another occasion I would have thought of how humiliating these words were, but at that moment I could not help but feel full of joy.

“Yes yes yes. Thank you” I said to myself, not knowing who I was really thanking.

Kaley turn off the TV and gave my leash to her mother who, after giving her the goodnight kiss, said to her daughter:

– Remember that you have to go to school tomorrow –

– Do not worry, Mom – my cousin replied.

My aunt led me out of the living room just when I heard knocks on the door. As soon as Kaley opened the door, Chelsea’s voice came to my ears but I was not able to hear the words of the two girls for a long time because my aunt led me to the basement, closing the door behind us. I went down the stairs carefully, always on all four, and Aunt Emma seemed very impressed by how good I had become. When we entered the basement I immediately saw that there was something different from the usual and finally I realized what was that “thing” my aunt had talked about to my cousin during the dinner. There, instead of the carpet that had been my bed for the previous night, there was a large dog bed and at first glance it also seemed quite comfortable. Without waisting other time I threw myself toward it and my aunt laughed, seeing how happy I was.

– Do you like it, Biscuit? – she asked smiling.

I barked, being careful not to make too much noise and attract Chelsea’s attention, I did not want the girl to find out that Kaley had a dog and asked her to see it. Without realizing I waggled my tail and amused, my aunt patted on my head.

– I’m so glad you like your new bed, because it’s where you’ll sleep from now on – my aunt said and then, after touching my tail, she added – Of course you can not wear your tail all the time. For this reason when you have to go to the bathroom you will have to ask us and wait for someone to remove it. As soon as you’re done, it will have to go back to its place. Do you understand? –

I barked again and I could not help but think that they would have had the control of another thing in my life, now I could not even poop without their permission. I tried not to think how humiliating it would be to tell my cousin that I needed to go to the bathroom and I stayed focused on my aunt who had not finished her speech yet.

– It would be better if you do everything in the morning, so you will have to ask Kaley to take off your tail before she goes to school. Then you can clean the house, acting like a normal human being and you will wear again your tail after waking me in the usual way – my aunt said, caressing my hair.

However, I was too distracted to enjoy those cuddles and I could not help but think of the words she had just told me.

“Before she goes to school…and I? I should go to school, too” I said to myself, looking at my aunt who had to realize that something had disturbed me. Then as if she had read again in my mind, she said:

– I know what you are thinking right now. No, you will not go to school anymore. Have you ever seen dogs go to school? – she asked laughing out, before she added – You do not need to study, all you have to do is serve me and my daughter for the rest of your life. Did you understand, slave? –

I immediately abandoned the puppy mode and I hurried to answer:

– Yes Madame, I only exist to serve my Mistresses, do with me what please you –

I knew it would not be easy to come back to my old life, not that I wanted it, but leaving the school I could do nothing but serve my aunt and my cousin because there would be no hope of finding a job if for some reason I would had again my freedom. For a moment I thought of how my mother would react to knowing that her daughter had left the school but a familiar smell swept away all my thoughts from my mind. Aunt Emma had taken off her flip flops and she had brought her right foot to my face.

Without wasting time, I began sniffing it like a hunting dog and immediately my pussy resumed to drip because of that wonderful smell. I did not need my Mistress’s order and sticking out my tongue, I started licking her foot with devotion, paying particular attention to the heel and wondering once again how it could be so soft. Aunt Emma pushed it deep into my mouth and I sucked it furiously, kept looking at my Mistress’s beautiful eyes, where I could see all her satisfaction for having completely submitting me to her will and for having conquered my heart, becoming for me a Goddess to worship and to be serve without stopping.

After a few minutes my aunt let me lick her left foot but after a big yawn, she said:

– That’s enough. I’m tired and I want to lie down in my bed – and saying that she took away her foot and put on again her flip-flops.

I watched her while she opened an old closet and after inspecting it for a few seconds, she threw some blankets toward me and said:

– Here, take these if you are cold. Tomorrow we will have to throw all this stuff and so you can put yours here –

Immediately I remembered my suitcase that was still at the entrance and I could not help but wonder if Chelsea had seen it and if she had asked Kaley who the suitcase belonged to.

“She must have seen it ” I said to myself, hoping my cousin had a ready answer as usual.

– Madame – I said at some point – My suitcase is still at the entrance, Chelsea must have seen it –

– Is your name on the suitcase? – she asked me immediately, approaching me.

– No Madame – I replied.

– So, what is the problem? Surely Kaley had no trouble inventing something credible. My daughter is not a stupid like you, isn’t she? –

– No Madame, Miss Kaley is not stupid like me, she is smart and brilliant –

My aunt did not say anything else and our conversation ended, then she grabbed my leash and attached it on a hook on the wall.

– Tomorrow morning you will have to wake up at the usual time and do all you did today, obviously you can remove your leash but do it only when you wake up, during the night you have to be leashed. You know, I do not want you to go around home disturbing our precious sleep – and saying that my aunt turned and went away, turning the light off and leaving me in the dark.

“Well… at least I will not have to sleep on a carpet anymore and freeze to death as the previous night” I thought as I closed my eyes, wondering what my cousin and Chelsea were doing at that moment and thinking that I could no longer talk about guys with my best friend or having a sleepover with her, spending all night doing some stupid games.

Once again I thought about Rose and I realized that we would no longer be classmates. I still could not believe that I would not go to school anymore, that I would not have to attend the lessons and study to pass some tests.

“But can I really leave school?” I asked myself. Of course I was over eighteen years old but I did not know if it was necessary also the consent of the parents and I was sure that my mother would never let me leave school, she hated me and she would have done everything to stand in my way.

“My Mistress will take care of this” I thought, closing my eyes and falling asleep instantly.

The next morning I woke up at the usual time and after I removed my leash, I headed to the entrance, deciding to finally carry in my “room” the suitcase which was always in the same place. I would have wanted to put my clothes in the closet but that was still full of stuff and I knew I would have to wait for my aunt before empty it. Unlike the day before I wasn’t able to shower, my Mistress had told me to wait for Kaley to go to school before going to the bathroom. After quickly cleaning the kitchen I put in order the living room, bringing back to the kitchen the glasses that Kaley and Chelsea had used the previous evening. As I had been ordered, I prepared for my cousin the same breakfast of the previous day and I brought it to her room.

Once again, I woke up my Mistress gently licking her feet and the scene of the day before was repeated in the same way. When Kaley came out of the bathroom fully dressed, I tried to make her understand that she had to remove my tail so that I could finally go to the bathroom. That morning I did not even pee, so my bladder was bursting. Kaley looked curious at me, then after almost two minutes she said:

– What’s up? You need to go to the toilet? –

I barked, happy that she finally understood but I was surprised when she attached the leash to my collar and instead of led me to the bathroom, she forced me to follow her downstairs. Only when we were close to the back door I realized what her intentions were and I stopped in horror.

– What the hell are you doing? – Kaley said, pulling my leash.

Despite all her efforts I remained motionless, unable to believe what she wanted me to do.

– Hurry up or you won’t be able to piss until my mother wakes up. Needless to say you will suffer a tough punishment if you piss around – and saying so, she began to slap rudely my ass and after a while, I gave in and I crawled to the garden with my eyes full of tears.

Kaley quickly removed my tail and when the plug came out of my asshole, I could not help feeling strange. Before I could think about something else, my cousin led me toward a hedge about ten yards from the house. Luckily no one could see us but I felt humiliated as I had never been before.

– Hurry up or I’ll be late – Kaley said and irritated she crossed her arms.

I burst into tears as my body stiffened and when I pooped I thought I’d die from the shame. Immediately after, I emptied my bladder trying to be careful not to dirty my dress but in spite of everything, I made a mess, making my cousin furious.

– Look what you did, stupid dog. You can’t to go inside home in that state, come on, strip – Kaley commanded imperiously.

After a few seconds I was completely naked in the garden, except for the collare, and I looked with fear at my cousin who was inspecting my dress.

– Stupid dog. From now on you will always have to strip when you have to go to the “bathroom”, you can not dirty your dress each time. Now come here so that I can wash you –

” What?” I said to myself, but before I could think of something else, a cold water jet struck me with violence.

My body was shaken by shivers and I was almost breathless as Kaley kept “washing” me with the hose and for a crazy moment it came to my mind the image of Mr Wolf washing in the same way Vincent Vega and Jules Winnfield after they had the poor Marvin’s head blow off. I tried to remove that scene of the movie ” Pulp Fiction” from my mind and I started crawling, trying to escape the jet of water.

– Where do you think you’re going? Kaley said when the water jet hit me straight in my butt, laughing at the sight of that pathetic being who once was her cousin.

Ch 38: Contract

I was still shivering as I wiped my body with the towel that my cousin had rudely thrown at me.

“It is what my life is going to be from now on?” I asked myself, trying to understand why part of me loved to be treated like that, why I wasn’t able to fight back even after that humiliation.

While, scared, I was looking at my cousin who was waiting for me to finish to dry myself, nervously tapping her foot on the ground, I could not help but hope with all my heart that what had just happened did not become a habit. I did not dare to imagine how I could endure that in the winter.

– Next time you have to take off your collar, I do not want that you ruin it because of the water – Kaley said at some point, inspecting my leather collar.

As soon as I was completely dry, my cousin got close to me with my tail in her hands and I can not hide that I was eager to have the butt plug back inside of me. I was frightened by the ease with which I was getting used to having that thing inside my body and for a second I imagined to have something else inside of me, right in the middle of my legs. I was still virgin and nothing had touched my pussy with the exception of my delicate fingers and this only in the last few months, in fact before it started that incredible adventure with my aunt I was not used to masturbating, actually I believe that I had touched myself just two times before.

The first time was after a date with a boy, nothing had happened, we had not even kissed and it had not been a very exciting evening, and yet when I had come home for some strange reason I had felt incredibly excited. As Kaley put the butt plug back in its place, I realized that I had not been aroused by John, that was the name of the boy who had been a real disappointment for me, but by a young blonde girl that I had seen on the bus on my way home. Obviously at that time I could not even imagine that a girl could turn me on, but by now I knew what incredible effect a woman can have on me.

The second time was during a sleepover that I had done with Rose. We had started making a fight on my bed, just to play obviously, and at some point her foot rested for a second on my face. At the moment I felt nothing but during the night I slipped into the bathroom and silently I started to touch myself, not understanding why I was so excited.

When the butt plug was again inside my asshole I was brought back to reality by that mix of pain and pleasure and almost without realizing it, I started to waggle my tail. Kaley ordered me to carefully wash my “dress” and she went out, forbidding me to wear other clothes. Like the previous day I did my chores for a few hours and at the usual time I served my aunt’s breakfast in bed. As I gently licked her feet, she ate without looking away from her iPad and she was so focused that I thought she was already working.

Obviously Aunt Emma had asked me why I was naked and I’d had no option but to tell her what had happened and how I had dirty my new dress. Fortunately, my aunt did not seem to get angry and I was happy not to receive any punishment. After more than an hour I was still sucking her tasty toes while she was still searching for something on the internet. Surely she was not working, when she had finished her breakfast I had to abandon her feet for a moment to put the tray on her bedside table and in that operation my eyes had fallen on her iPad. She was not reading anything about fashion but instead I could see on the screen the homepage of a law firm. Knowing that it was none of my business, I had come back to gently lick my Mistress’s feet but I was still curious. At that moment I could not know that what she was reading was also my concern as I had the opportunity to find out soon after.

When my aunt got up from bed, she headed to her studio without a word to me and I could only follow her downstairs to find out if she needed me. Aunt Emma had left her bedroom so quickly that she had forgot to put on her slippers, so I decided to take them and I entered her studio on all fours, with them on my mouth as the dog I had become. As I curled down at her feet, putting the slippers on the floor, Aunt Emma was working with her computer and a few minutes later I heard the printer working loudly.

– Get up, Jen – my aunt said suddenly and I was amazed to hear my name.

For a moment I was worried that something serious had happened, I do not know why, but something in her face frightened me and for a moment I thought with fear that she had a health problem. I do not know why I had that horrible thought but while I looked at her face I could not help but ask myself:

“Why was she looking for something on that site? Is she ill and she need to make a will?”

My eyes were beginning to fill with tears when she said:

– I saw on the Internet that for leaving school it can not be enough that you are eighteen, in fact in some States it is also required that the student has signed a regular employment contract before leaving the school…but may I know why are you crying? – she asked me at some point, looking at me carefully.

In fact I had burst into tears, happy that my fears had revealed only a nonsense.

– I…I just thought for a moment that…I was afraid of losing you – I stammered and I kept crying copiously.

Aunt Emma, curious, looked at me for a few moments but she did not ask me anything else, and instead she lovingly embraced me, saying:

– Stop crying sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere – then as if she had realized what my fear was, she added – and when in the future…a long time in the future, I will not be here anymore, you will always have Kaley. I am so happy that you are part of our life and I hope you two will always be so close, supporting each other. This is a fortune that unfortunately I have not had in my life but despite this I have to thank God for giving me a wonderful daughter and a lovely niece –

Her words managed to calm me and as she caressed me softly, I promised to myself that I would always be alongside Kaley as my aunt wished, I did not care what could happen in the future, I would always be there, ready to satisfy my Mistress’s desire.

– Are you ok now? – Aunt Emma asked me after a few minutes.

– Yes Madame, thank you – I answered looking into her eyes and wiping my tears.

– Good. So let’s resume the previous talk. As I was telling you, for leaving school it may not be enough to be 18 years old, but you may need to have a job. That’s why I decided to hire you as my maid. Look, this is the contract –

I took with trembling hands the papers she was handing me and I read them quickly. So, long story short, signing that contract I would officially become my aunt’s maid for two years even though it was possible to extend the contract for another two years. I was surprised when I saw my salary which was almost two thousand dollars a month.

– I can’t – I said with a weak voice but before my aunt could say something I added – I can’t accept this money, I am your slave and I should not be paid. I am your property and it is my duty to serve you, it is not fair taking money for this –

I could not believe what I was saying, I was really refusing to get all that money when I knew that leaving school it was impossible find a better paid job? My aunt looked at me so intensely that I was no able to bear the sight of those wonderful green eyes and my gaze fell to her feet.

“Am I really sure what I’m doing? Yes I’am. I’m their slave not their maid” I said to myself and with a great willpower I forced myself to look again in my aunt’s eyes who after a few moments asked me:

– So do not you want to become my maid? Do not you want to sign this contract? –

– I will sign the contract and I will officially become your maid but I will always be your slave and for this reason I dont’ want to be paid. Of course I can’t do anything if you give me the order to accept your money because you are my Mistress and I exist only to obey your orders – I answered firmly and I realized that my aunt was amazed at how confident I was at that moment.

– I understand. Ok slave. this is my order…you will be paid, then you are free to do whatever you want with the money, whether to spend or save them. I’m sure that your mother will not react well to this news and you’ll probably you won’t get a dime out of her. Did you understand? –

– Yes Madame – I replied, astonished at how little I cared about what my mother would have thought or done, at that moment she no longer existed for me and even on that day Aunt Emma had shown me to love me much more than my mother, even though I was only her slave.

I took the pen that my aunt was handing me and as I signed that contract, officially becoming my aunt’s maid, I thought there was no more need to hide, soon everyone would come to know that I was the servant of my Aunt and my cousin, even though they could never imagined what our real relationship was.

I wondered how my old teammates would react, knowing that their former captain, the famous Jennifer Martin, who had even been one step away from becoming a famous actress, had left school to become the maid of her own cousin. I was sure Chelsea would have done everything to see me in that state, giving me an order after the other and I strongly doubted that Kaley would have stuck up for me. Once again I thought of Rose, how could I explain to her what had happened to me? What could I say to justify the incredible choice I had made?

– Very well – my aunt said, taking the contract from me and checking that everything was right. Then she added – Now go to your room, remove that tail and the collar and wear your maid uniform –

– Why? – I asked without thinking.

– Because a good friend of mine is coming here and I want you to behave well while she is our guest. As you change, I’ll begin to make lunch. And make it quick, I want you to watch what I do, so that you can learn. A maid must know how to cook and it’s incredible that you’ve never cooked before, but I know it’s this your mother’s fault. Now, go –

– Yes Madame – I said, heading to my “room”.

While I was trying to remove the butt plug I could not help but wonder who was that friend that would be our guest. It would have been the first time that someone could see me serving my aunt and I did not know if I was ready but I knew I had to do it, I did not want to face Chelsea unprepared when she would come to see how down I had fallen.

“What do I do if I know her?” I suddenly wondered as I tried to carefully remove my tail.

“I’ll do whatever my Mistress will order me to do, nothing else mattered” I said to myself, moaning when the plug came out of my asshole.

After removing my collar, which I looked enchanted for a few seconds, I went back to Kaley’s room to take the bag with my maid uniform but there was no trace of the shopping bag.

“It was here the last time I saw it” I thought as I looked everywhere.

After several minutes of research I gave up and I walked out of my cousin’s room, trying to quickly think of a solution. I could not waste any more time, my aunt was waiting for me and I could not risk making her angry. I ran from room to room looking desperately for that damn bag but every attempt was vain. In the end, I went back in the basement, discouraged, and I was about to put the collar back around my neck to show me in front of my aunt and her guest as Biscuit, when suddenly I thought that the basement was the only room I had not checked. When I opened the old closet I was very happy to find the bag inside and I did not waste time wondering who had put it there, but quickly I wore that incredibly sexy dress and I went to the kitchen where my aunt was waiting for me.

– Please forgive my delay Madame, I could not find the bag with this dress – I said, kneeling in front of my aunt and kissing her feet with devotion.

– All right, all right. Get up now, it’s time that you learn to cook – she said looking at the clock on the wall and adding – we do not have much time, my guest will be here in less than an hour.

As I watched carefully everything my aunt was doing, I could not help but wonder who the guest was but my aunt’s words immediately brought me to reality.

– I told you not to lose your focus! Or maybe do you want that I show my guest Kaley’s new dog?

Ch 39: Guest

Not wanting to angry my aunt, I tried to forget that a friend of hers soon would have seen me in my new role as a maid and I focused on observing my Mistress who cooked with great skill. Several times I missed a step and I was forced to ask my aunt to show me again what she had just done but she did not seem angry to me and at some point she said:

– When you do not understand something it is always better to ask that pretend to understand and then make a mess –

Time passed quickly and when the lunch was almost ready, her guest finally arrived.

– Go, answer the door – my aunt ordered me and I immediately went out of the kitchen.

I walked quickly to the front door with the fear that grew more and more inside me and I almost dropped one of the precious vases that my aunt collected. Trying to calm me, I got close to the door and I saw through the frosted glass, the figure of a woman. When I opened the door I saw with amazement Jacqueline de la Richardais.

The woman did not seem surprised to see me dressed that way and while she smiled to me, showing me her incredibly white teeth, I could not help but look at her without moving a muscle. The powerful producer of the movie that I should have to shoot was as perfect as ever and her blond hair was so wonderful that it just seemed that she have just come out of a hair salon. Her high cheek bones made her an incredibly sexy woman, but as it had happened in the past, I thought that she had gone too far with plastic surgery, ruining a face which had been magnificent in her youth. It was especially her little nose that bothered me and once again I wondered why a beautiful woman had the desire to change her face that way. I know that some women are afraid of getting older and they try to hide the passage of time by eliminating their wrinkles but why change their nose? I had seen a photo of a young Jacqueline, she had been one of the many guests on my parents’s wedding day, and I thought there was no comparison between the old, true, Jacqueline de la Richardais and the woman who was facing me at that moment and was smiling with difficulty because of the botox which had nearly paralyzed her face.

– So will you let me in? Your Mistress is waiting for me – she said at one point, bringing me back to reality.

I remained motionless without saying a word or moving a muscle, but fortunately my aunt’s arrival saved me from that embarrassing situation.

– Jacqueline…my dear – Aunt Emma said, pushing me away and warmly embracing her friend.

– When did I last see you, Emma? – Jacqueline asked and I could not help but notice how much power that woman emanated.

– It’s been too long. But do not stay there, come in and make yourself comfortable while I’m going to change my dress – my Mistress said and then she turned to me and snapped her fingers – Jen, lead our guest in the living room and serve her a martini –

– Yes Madame – I murmured keeping my gaze on the floor, while almost at the same time the blond woman said to my aunt:

– I see that you still remember what I like –

– And how could I forget your tastes? – my aunt answered giggling.

As my aunt walked upstairs to change her dress, I led her guest to the living room and after having made her sit on the couch, I went to the kitchen trying desperately to think how I could have prepared a martini. I did not like the taste of alcohol and I could not understand why almost all the guys of my age love so much to get drunk and lose control, spending the next day fighting against the terrible effects of a hangover. Obviously I had no idea how to prepare a martini and when I entered the kitchen I could not help but get angry with myself for not having had the courage to tell my aunt that I was unable to obey her order. She had not told me just a few minutes before that it was always better to ask than make a mess? With astonishment, I noticed that my aunt had left me a note on the table with the instructions to prepare a martini and once again, I was surprised at how much that woman knew me well.

“Now is she even able to predict all my moves?” I said to myself, smiling as I read carefully the note and I looked for the ingredients that I needed to prepare the martini.

After filling a martini cocktail glass with ice to cool it, I also filled a mixing glass of ice, I added 6 cl of gin and 1 cl of dry vermouth and I mixed it all. Following my aunt’s instructions I also added some olives and hoping I did all correctly, I went back to the living room where Miss Jacqueline was waiting for me, sitting comfortably on the couch and carefully inspecting the room with her blue eyes.

– Even the olives, your Mistress really has a good memory – she said, beginning to sip slowly her cocktail.

“Your Mistress” once again those words made me uncomfortable and I could not help but wonder if that woman was aware of my true status. “It can’t be true” I kept repeating myself as I stood motionless to look at the woman who did not seem surprised to see Christine Spencer’s daughter serve as a maid in the house of her own aunt.

As Miss Jacqueline continued to drink her martini, my gaze fell to her feet and I noticed for the first time the shoes that she was wearing and I was shocked by how high her heels were. Actually, when I opened the door it seemed to me that she was much higher than usual but I was too upset to realize that her height was only due to her heels. At one point the woman crossed her legs and began to dangle her left foot. I struggled not to look at her feet, I did not want her to notice my strange passion. My gaze then shifted to her legs that in that position were no longer completely hidden by her long blue skirt, and although I found them very beautiful, I knew that she could not stand the comparison with my aunt’s legs. Of course Kaley was out of competition, being much younger.

– I hope your Martini is of your own liking – my aunt said entering the room and sitting next to her guest, then she added – You know, little Jen is still in training and is the first time she prepares a cocktail –

– Oh do not worry, she did very good and she acted like a real maid – she said.

For a moment the two women looked at me intensely and I looked down, embarrassed. I kept looking at my feet for several minutes and at some point I was no longer able to follow the conversation. I was there, motionless and silent, and they could have taken me for a mere furniture. Only when my aunt snapped loudly her fingers I came back to reality, noticing that my aunt was telling me something.

– Go and set the table, we’ll have lunch in ten minutes –

– Yes Madame – I answered and I left the room, happy to be able to escape from the two women for a few minutes.

When the table was ready, I went to call my Mistress and I helped her and her guest sit down, then after serving spaghetti and pouring the red wine my aunt told me:

– Now leave us –

– Yes Madame – I answered and with my head down, I went back to the kitchen to wait for a new order.

I was so nervous that I could not even sit and while I was walking back and forth in the room, my stomach kept rumbling. That morning I did not have breakfast and now I could only regret not having eaten a fruit like the day before. After less than five minutes I heard a bell ring and trying not to think about how humiliating it was to be called that way, I ran to my Mistress. However, as I entered the room I could not help but think that even Mary, my mother’s maid, was not called that way.

– Pour the wine – she said, and I still noticed her hand on the little bell she had used a few seconds before.

“You could not do it yourself?” I was about to say, but then I managed to hold my tongue and I obeyed her order.

Once again I was rudely dismissed and when I entered the kitchen, I resumed to walk nervously across the room. The bell rang two more times for the wine and the third one my aunt ordered me to serve the fish. As I served the swordfish I could not help but smell that delicious odor and when my aunt dismissed me again, our eyes met for a moment. My Mistress smiled to me and disappointed I went back to the kitchen. At some point my eyes fell on my bowls and for a moment I remembered the previous evening and how Kaley had made me eat my meal.

“I would do anything to eat something, even if I had to do it that way so humiliating” I said to myself and for a moment I thought that I was so hungry that I would have eaten even dog food.

Disgusted for what I had just thought, I realized that I was also thirsty. I saw there was still water in my bowl and before I realized it, I was on all four and I was drinking just like a dog. As my tongue moved frantically I said to myself to calm down, I could not risk getting my dress wet and make my aunt angry. In the end I managed not to make a mess and when the bell rang for the fifth time I came back to my Mistress with my dress in perfect conditions. When lunch was finally finished, the two women sat down again in the couch but that time I was not dismissed.

– Do you mind if I take off my shoes? – Jacqueline said at one point.

– Of course not, I suppose that your feet are very sore because of that heels – my aunt replied.

– You have no idea – the woman said and that time, I was the one who predict the next move of my aunt.

– So what do you think of a nice foot massage? Jen is a real expert – then without wait for her answer, she snapped her fingers and without hesitation I approached the woman and I knelt down.

– Oh Emma, but you do not have to bother. I walked all morning and I’m sure my feet are very sweaty and stink a lot – Jacqueline said and I could not help but get angry at her words.

“Emma you do not have to bother…but if I’m the one who is forced to massage your feet ” I said to myself, struggling not to show on the outside my hostile feelings.

– Don’t worry dear, for Jen is not a problem. Indeed I bet she will love the smell of your feet, is not it true Jen? – my aunt asked, smiling diabolically.

– Yes Madame, for me it will be a pleasure rub Miss Jacqueline’s feet and I’m sure that the smell will be wonderful – I replied, humiliating myself in front of that woman I knew for a long time, the woman who had complimented me a lot after an audience, the last time I’had seen her.

Aunt Emma seemed very pleased with my comment and the two women resumed conversing as I took off the shoes of our guest and I began to massage Jacqueline de la Richardais’s feet. They were bigger than my Aunt and Kaley’s, and they were not as soft as those of my Mistresses. The heels were very rough and for the first time for more than two months the sight of a foot did not make my mouth watering. Just as the woman had said, her feet were very sweaty but that was certainly not a problem for me and I kept working, moving my fingers with ability and trying to give her relief. Then Miss Jacqueline said:

– Emma you were absolutely right, this girl has a natural talent. It is good that she has taken this path, abandoning the cinema. You know, she was not meant for that. Obviously when Mark asked me for a favor, I could not refuse even though I was very sorry to help Christine after what she did to me –

Her words hurt me a lot and I would have wanted to hide in my “room” and cry for hours.

“So it was just thanks to my mother’s agent that I had passed the first audition and I was about to get the part? Did my acting really was so terrible? Did I really get forward in life always only thanks to my mother’s influence and my father’s name?” I thought sadly before being brought to reality by the new words of the blonde woman who was the last descendant of an ancient and noble french family.

– I was so happy that Kaley got the part, your daughter is really an extraordinary girl and I’m sure she’ll soon become a star –

– I hope so, she is working hard to improve more and more. You know I’m convinced that everyone has a specific place in this world. Kaley’s place is in Hollywood, surrounded by the greatest actors in the world – my aunt said before being interrupted by her friend.

– Yeah, there are those who are destined to do great things and those who are lucky to massage the feet of theirs superiors – the woman said, looking at me with an evil grin and then, spreading her toes, she added – I had almost forgotten, my feet are stink or not? –

– No Madame – I answered immediately but my answer did not satisfy my Mistress who said:

– Do not be rude Jen, our guest asked you a question and you have to respond sincerely. So, put your nose between her toes and sniff deeply, only then you will be able to answer –

As I was ordered, I approached my face at Miss Jacqueline’s feet and I began sniffing between her toes. Immediately that intense aroma made me wet and forgetting everything I sniffed more and more loudly, almost losing control of my body. The woman laughed, seeing my reaction and Aunt Emma had to shout to be heard by me.

– Jen, it seems like you love the smell of our guest’s feet, but try to be polite and explains in a few words how her feet smell –

– The smell is…is so intense, so wonderful – I said with great difficulty, kept smelling the feet of her guest.

– So you should thank Jacqueline for allowing you to smell that scent…so wonderful – my aunt said, wanting to humiliate me more and more.

– Thank you Madame, thank you so much for having allowed me to smell your feet, this is an honor for me – I answered more and more humiliated and not wanting to make my aunt angry, I also gave a few kisses at the feet of the blond woman.

– Your welcome. Maybe some other time I could give you this honor again. Emma what do you think? Could you lend me your servant sometime? Of course I’ll pay – the woman said, looking at my aunt and ordering me with a gesture to put her shoes back on her feet.

At that moment I was not able to see my aunt and for this reason I stay focused, trying to hear her answer. For a few seconds I did not hear anything, then my Mistress answered:

– We’ll see…we’ll see –

Ch 40: A long story

Jacqueline de la Richardais had left a few minutes before and my aunt had ordered me to wash the dishes, I had not could do it before since I had been forced to massage the feet of the rich producer, and to eat the leftovers. Happy to be finally able to eat something, I went to the kitchen and I began to eat voraciously the fish that my aunt had not eaten. I was so hungry that I ate with my fingers, without thinking that I was eating the leftovers of another person and that I almost was no more able to eat with the utensils as a normal human being.

“At least I can use my hands” I said to myself, thinking that it was an improvement compared to eating from my bowl, on all four like a dog.

The fish was really delicious but I did not know if it seemed to me so exquisite because my aunt was very good at cooking or because of my hunger. After less than five minutes I finished my meal but the hunger had not passed yet and while I was washing the dishes, I could not help but think of a wonderful chocolate pudding, maybe because in the morning, while my aunt was cooking, the Tv in the kitchen was turned on and I had seen for a few seconds one of the thousands of cooking shows that nowadays had spread like wildfire.

While I was thinking of the pudding and trying to imagine that wonderful taste in my mouth, the image of the feet of my aunt and my cousin flashed across my mind and once again I wondered what was wrong with me. How could my brain do a similar association? Obviously my pussy had started to drip and for a moment I slipped my hand between my legs but immediately I remembered my cousin’s words, she had forbidden me to touch myself and to have an orgasm without her permission.

“Have a little fun, she will never find out what you did” a part of me said, and I almost saw the image of a little devil whispering in my ear, pushing me to do something I knew was wrong.

For a few moments I waited for an little angel with the wings and the halo on his head, telling me not to do it, not to disobey my cousin and I imagined him starting a fight with the little devil as I have seen many times in cartoons. But no sound came to my ears, no angel tried to stop me. So, my hand slipped back between my legs as my eyes looked carefully at the sexy maid dress that I was wearing. I started to moan and a few seconds later I found myself sitting on the floor with my back resting on the dishwasher that I would have liked to use instead of wash the dishes the old-fashioned way.

I kept playing with my clit for several minutes, then when I was close to the climax, I thought of Kaley’s beautiful face for a moment. I did not want to see again the disappointment on her face, I did not want that those green eyes look at me angrily, I did not want my cousin to feel betrayed by me, I did not want to disobey my Mistress’s orders. With a great effort I pulled away my hand from my pussy and I got up as fast as possible, trying to resist the temptation to touch myself again. I knew I was weak, I knew I did not have a great willpower and for that reason I headed to my aunt’s study where she had resumed working. The sight of my Mistress managed to calm me down and when I knelt at her feet, she asked me:

– Did you wash the dishes? –

– Yes Madame – I replied, starting to kiss her feet with devotion. Then I suddenly remembered what Miss Jacqueline had said, so I asked my aunt – Madame, can I ask you something? –

– Sure. Is there anything that disturbs you?- she answered, taking her eyes off her computer and focusing on me.

– No Madame, is not that. I was just a little curious about something Miss Jacqueline had said –

– What are talking about? – my aunt asked me, forcing me to look at her face with a movement of her foot.

– She said “I was very sorry to help Christine after what she did to me” – I said, hoping to find out what my mother did to that woman.

– Oh this is… – my aunt started to said, then after a sigh she continued – It’s a long story and I do not know if you really want to hear it –

– Please Madame, I want to know everything – I begged her, frantically kissing her feet.

– All right. So…it all happened a few years ago, precisely a few months after your father’s tragic death. Christine was very depressed at that time, she really loved that man, and probably only with him she behaved like a normal human being, not like a machine built to win. Your dad was everything for my sister and when he died, she lost her point of reference. You surely do not know how difficult had been that period for your mother because at that time you were almost always with Mary and you never knew that your mother started drinking. Our relationship had improved in the previous months, I saw her more often and it was not difficult to understand that Johnnie Walker had become her best friend. Christine has never been good at hiding things, and when once I came into her room I saw several bottles hidden beneath her bed. Fortunately, I was able to persuade her to contact some people who could help her. A dear friend of ours had recommended me those people and that friend was Jacqueline de la Richardais’s husband. By the time Christine managed to overcome the pain for the loss of your father and she got increasingly close to Victor and it did not take long for the friendship to become something else. They had been hanging out secretly for more than two months when Jacqueline found them in bed together, as I told you Christine was never good at hiding things. Obviously Jacqueline kicked her husband out of her house and she began hating your mother. Since then Christine had more and more difficulty in her work. You know Jacqueline and you know how powerful she is –

– But how have I passed the audition? If she hates my mother so much she should have… – I said before my aunt cut me off.

– Did you hear what she said? She owed your mother’s agent a favor, agent who is also one of her many lovers…but keep this between us –

– Thanks Madame for telling me this story – I said, lying down at her feet and reflecting on what I had just heard.

I did not believe my mother had suffered so much after my father’s death and that she had found consolation in the alcohol. According to my aunt my mother did not know how to hide things very well, but in my opinion she could hide her emotions with great ability.

“Or maybe I’m the only who had never been able to understand what my mother felt” I said to myself rubbing my face against my Mistress’s feet and closing my eyes.

I kept thinking about what my aunt had told me and I could not help but think that whatever I could have done, Jacqueline would never allow me to get that part or to be successful as an actress. She own Mark a favor, but she would surely have found some excuse to stand in my way in the next auditions. How could I have become an actress with such a powerful enemy against me? At that moment I could not help but be grateful to my aunt who had not let me go to the audition at the start of my slavery, who knows what humiliation that woman could have inflicted on me. Of course, I suppose that is not nice to find your husband in bed with another woman, especially if this is one of your friend, but was it fair to revenge against her daughter who had no fault?

With all those thoughts in my head and my aunt’s soft feet on my face I was about to fall asleep when the phone suddenly rang. I was still too sleepy to hear what my aunt was saying but in the end I could understand these words:

– All right, but be careful, you know what might happen if you go too far –

Only when my aunt hung up I understood what was happening.

– It was Kaley, she want you to reach her at the practice field – my aunt explained to me and without losing any more time she ordered me to take off my maid dress and put on the clothes that I was wearing when I had arrived there with my suitcase, almost two days before.