This choice: Accept being Tora's slave! Deep down it's what you want! • Go Back...Chapter #9Accept being Tora's slave! by: Unknown "Ok, you win," you cry out at Tora, dropping to the ground and desperately placing rapid kisses on both of her bare feet, that flex on the floor in front of you.
Tora's words have cut right through you, completely taking away your will to fight her or resist any longer. She is right: this is, deep down, what you have always wanted. Serving Tora, being her slave...
"Well that was quicker than I expected. Ross, you truly are pathetic!" Tora laughs at you, while you stay on the floor, feeling so inferior to her at the moment as you place a few more kisses on her feet before she firmly uses her hands to wrench your head upwards so she can make direct eye contact with you. You'd much rather not make eye contact with her right now - you feel too ashamed! Tora's right. You capitulated so quickly; you must seem utterly pathetic to her.
"I want to look you in the eye, slave," Tora's gloating and beautiful face is in front of yours, her bright brown eyes bore into you, right into your very soul.
"You have given into me, with such little resistance. I was looking forward to breaking you down and playing with you. I am disappointed about how much of pathetic wimp you are," her lips curl into a smirk as she wears a dominant expression on her face.
"I'm sorry," you babble at her.
"I'm sorry too that you're a pathetic excuse for a man, who ever thought he was worthy enough to go out with me. You are nothing other than a slave from now on. Say it!" Tora smirks.
"I'm p-pathetic..." you mumble. "I'm your slave," you mumble, a broken shell of a man. You can't help but agree with her. Everything that Tora says is fact and gospel to you. In your heart and mind you have surrendered to her, and you have to admit, it is what you have always wanted.
"Good. Now you pathetic worm, kiss the feet of your mistress," Tora stares confidently at you as she points downwards to where her gorgeous bare feet are.
Moaning with anticipation and dropping to the ground again, you allow yourself to be completely overwhelmed by your ex girlfriend. All you can think about is the wonderful, slightly salty taste of her bare feet as you place rapid kisses all over the top of them. Tora giggles while she swivels around one bare foot, placing her toes into the carpet and allowing her slightly wrinkled soles to be arched off the ground. Moaning louder, you push the side of your face to the floor as you force your mouth at an awkward angle so you can enjoy the wonderful taste of Tora's sole. The flavour is stronger than the top of her foot; it is a little bitter but completely delicious. Like a puppy dog, you continue to kiss away desperately.
"Bet you're glad you got my text, huh slave? Not that you'll need a phone anymore. I am going to own everything you have. Your car, your apartment, your life. You won't need a job anymore. This is your life now..."
Tora's words seem so definite, so certain. The idea of giving your entire life away to her alarms you somewhat, but being a slave to her seems so natural... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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