Your body kneels to your your plant queen's splendor, your head pointed downward staring at her feet, one bare the other hidden away between a simple green leather boot. Her lips smile cruelly as she looks down at your broken form. As your body bows before her your mind slowly begins to unravel, what was once a pure rage has now turned into a humiliated wreck. Where once the brain had thoughts of freedom and good are now filled with thoughts of serving Ivy, not as an act of enjoyment but of survival.

"I have spent all this time working on my little serum that my feet are absolutely aching", she smiles as a massive leaf grows below her acting as a chair for her to rest her weary body, her feet still presented in front of your face.

"I know, I think you're enjoying your new life as me foot slave, wouldn't you love to give me a foot massage?" suddenly you begin to hear Ivy's voice ring inside your head, silently urging you to remove her other boot. After you remove her boot a plant acting as a basin grows from the right of her feet, inside is a liquid with a smell like a beautiful spring day. She flashes you a smile, a smile that compels you to dip your hands inside the liquid. As your hands exit the liquid the immediately begin there work upon her feet.

"Aaaaahhh....that feels so much better darling", she grins widely with approval as you continue diligently with your work. Your hands now frolicking across her feet, hitting every little pressure point slowly relieving every little sore her feet had suffered through that entire day.

Then you move your fingers to her toes grazing them with your calm loving hand soaking away all of her woes and worries. She tilts her head back breathing in a gasp of air, the sounds of her breathing telling you she is now in a euphoric bliss.

She raises her foot from your hands and gently rubs her toes against your cheek and lips to tell you she is satisfied by your diligent work.

She ponders for a moment and then decides what to do with you next.