3 Questions (TikTok)

Jessy made you a foot slave when the pandemic just started, you were dating for a few months before you got infected.

At the beginning she kind of helped you, kept you in a cage and left you food and water, but as time passed she got brainwashed from everything that goes on social media.

She announced that things are about to change, and from now you’ll have to work for her kind hospitality, since that day you had to take care of her feet every day.

It’s been years, so many years, you forgot your name, your past life, it’s like you didn’t know anything else by now.

She got married, had kids, all while you are eating dead skin from her feet every evening, she didn’t even try to hide you - you were a legitimate tool, only her husband felt uncomfortable with it, but it didn’t matter, almost 3 years ago he got shrunken, she crushed him and went on with her life together with Stephanie, her daughter, who was a teenager now. Her eldest son left the house after that incident, he had the feeling she did it on purpose and felt like he couldn’t trust her anymore.

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“Mom, can I take a video of your slave for TikTok?” She approached one day while you were licking her mom’s foot.

“TikTok?” Jessy sighed.

“Yeah, he’s such an obedient slave mom I think it can help me get new followers”, she said excitedly.

“Whatever Steph, just make it quick please”, she replied.

Stephanie leaned closer from your back and held her iPhone, you looked at the lenses, confused.

“Continue licking slave”, Jessy said with a tired voice and you pushed your face back to licking.

“Mom, can I ask him some questions for my video?”

“Hmm… I don’t know about that…'' she replied inconveniently.

“Please mom, you never let me use him, so at least let me talk with him a little”

Jessy sighed and thought about it for a second, “ok, but just 3 questions”.

Stephanie’s eyes opened up in joy, “h-hey, slave! Turn around please to the camera”

You paused for a moment and then stopped licking and looked at Stephanie.

“Enough with this scaredy cat face, smile”, she ordered.

You reluctantly smiled an awkward smile.

“What’s your name?” She asked kindly.

“I.. uh..” you stuttered, you haven’t talked with anyone for so long, it felt weird to even hear sounds coming out of your mouth, “I’m uh..”

“What’s your name?…” she asked again.

“I d-don’t know”, you replied.

“Huh? Mom? He’s lying, right?” Stephanie asked.

“Hmm… I don’t remember his name either… honey, he's been a foot slave for most of his life, foot slaves don't need names they just obey…”

“Wow, so he really doesn’t have a name? That’s so hardcore”, she smiled widely.

“If you say so… can he get back to licking?” Jessy asked impatiently.

“No, wait, slave - how does my mom’s foot sweat tastes like?” She asked and giggled.

“It’s.. uh.. it’s ok..”

“Really? That’s all?”

“It’s food.” You answered awkwardly.

“But is it tasty?” She insisted.

“Umm.. I think, yes.”

Stephanie burst into laughter, Jessy started giggling too.

“Oh my god… that’s so embarrassing…” Jessy said and shook her head, “is that enough for this video of yours?”

“Wait I have another question”, Stephanie said before you could turn back to Jessy’s foot, “do you love my mom?” She asked and leaned closer, smiling ear to ear, eagerly waiting for an answer.

You gulped, not sure how to respond, you shakily turned to look at Jessy.

“Why are you looking at me? Answer her, that’s kinda interesting to be honest”, she giggled.

You turned back to Stephanie.

“And answer the truth, slave, or you won’t get dead skin for dinner”, Jessy said arrogantly.

“S-She takes care of me”, you replied and gulped again.

“So? Do you love her or not?”

“I.. uh..” you paused, then Jessy’s foot pressed you from behind, her big toe shoving your face into the sheets.

“Answer her already, you useless pathetic bug!” She commanded in anger.

“Y-Yes! I love my goddess!” You shouted.

“Huh? How did he call me?” Jessy asked with a confused face.

Stephanie giggled, “I think he just called you goddess”.

Jessy released her grip, “what’s that nonsense? you never said that before”.

You slowly stood back up, shaking, your head was still bowed down, “s-sorry…”

“What are you sorry about? Goddess isn’t an insult”, Stephanie said with a smile, “mom he thinks you’re a goddess”, she looked at her, stopping the video.

Jessy placed a hand over her mouth and burst into laughter, “oh my god… well, I guess from his perspective it makes sense”

You hugged your right arm and looked down, you were so embarrassed you wanted to be gone, you blushed all red. But it’s true, for years you believe that Jessy is actually a goddess who owns you as a servant, you always worshiped and prayed to her in your mind, perhaps it helped you maintain what’s left of your sanity.

“That’s so empowering and cool”, Stephanie exclaimed, “so what? Do you worship her and stuff?”

“Ah Ah Steph, we said 3 questions”, Jessy smiled and shook her finger in denial in front of Stephanie’s face.

“Mom but I’m so curious now”

“Slave, get back to work, twice as hard, no more breaks today”, Jessy ordered in a cold tone and you quickly turned back and started licking her foot again.

“That’s so unfair! It just got interesting!” Stephanie stood up again with a grumpy face.

“Hey, I’m a goddess! and I tell you to go to your room”, Jessy said smiling arrogantly, obviously liking the idea of being called that way.

“Whatever…” Stephanie rolled her eyes and went back to browsing her phone, walking out of the room.

Jessy sighed in satisfaction and laid back, moaning gently as you lick between her toes.

“Hey… slave, come here and call me goddess again”, she whispered, breathing heavily.

You stopped licking and quickly walked up the bed until you were close to her ear.

“Y-Yes, goddess?”

“Ahhh…” she moaned in pleasure, removing and throwing her shirt, reaching a hand inside her penties, her eyes closed and her mouth open, “again”, she whispered, “worship me, bug”.

You kneeled down and bowed, “I love you my goddess, please have mercy on me my goddess, I’m forever yours”, you started praying, chanting words and sentences you usually chant before falling asleep.

She moaned over and over again, thrusting her fingers inside her while you prayed.

“Ahhhhhhhh……” she stretched her body and moaned, then sighed with a smile, pulling her hand out and throwing it next to you, a weird smell filled the room, a smell that reminded you of the days she had sex and made you lick her foot sweat.

You remained there, bowing down, not sure what to do.

“Go back to my foot”, she ordered with closed eyes, “I don’t want your tongue to detach from my sole until morning, pathetic slave”, she smiled, satisfied like you’ve never seen before.

You started running as fast as you could back to her foot, you got your tongue out and thrusted it into a crevice, her foot was soaked in fresh sweat again after having that orgasm.

“Mmmmmm….” She moaned and flipped on her back when your tongue touched her sole again, “I fucking love my life…” she said in pleasure and giggled to herself.