Birthday wish part 4

[ladiesinsole]

Hope this is humilating enough for you:
Sorry it leaves the trample scenario a bit here, but we will get back to that, promise, not sure how yet, but trust me

Part 4
I listened intently whilst making her tea, but I couldn’t hear a sound. When I took the tea in, she was sitting on the sofa looking angrily at the shoes. She didn’t say a word, I put the tray down on the coffee table in front of her, she still didn’t say anything. So I knelt down and started to pour her tea. “No, leave it” she snapped “you obviously don’t want to be my slave, so there’s no point pretending!”
“Ummm” I didn’t know what to say, of course she was right, I wanted to be Jane’s slave, but in order to do that I also had to be my mothers slave.
“Yes I do mistress” I said once my thoughts had cleared.
“Are you sure, it doesn’t look like it, going by the effort you put into my shoes & boots” she sneered.
“Yes, I’m sure. I fell asleep, but I did manage to get one pair done” I stammered, maybe things weren’t so bad, it looked like even after this cock-up, she would still take me as her slave.
“Show me” she commanded, I retrieved the knee length black leather boots, which I had managed to do a halve arse job on. She looked at them very closely, then put them to one side.
“before we discuss them, lets make sure we are both still interested in this whole thing” she said.
“I am, definitely” I responded, trying to sound as keen as possible.
“Hold on, you haven’t heard my terms yet”
“What terms?” I queried
“Well I’ve been thinking a lot about this today, and the only way I can do it, is if I know you cant break the deal” mum said, with a slight grin now.
“How can we assure that?” I asked
“Simple a few fake confessions, some compromising photos, the sort of thing that would completely wreck your life if they were let out, blackmail basically” she purred, with the most evil grin on her face.
“Ummmm” I was dumbfounded, I had experienced blackmail from Jane, it was very powerful then, but what mum was talking about, well that really would ensure my enslavement.
Mum looked a little anxious, maybe she thought she had blown it, with such a big demand. So I quickly agreed.
She then told me to go up to Jane’s room and bring down some of her frilly knickers, and a handful of dirty knickers from the laundry basket, both hers and Jane’s. I quickly ran upstairs and retrieved the knickers as I had been instructed, I found 2 pairs of mums knickers and 3 of my sisters in the laundry basket. So I got five pairs of my sisters clean panties from her room also, seemed the most sensible thing to do.
When I returned, she was still on the sofa, “Put them in two piles on the floor in the middle of the room.” She ordered, I did as instructed.

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“Right slave before we begin, you may serve me tea” she instructed. I walked over to the coffee table and bent down to pour her tea. She held out her hand, “Stop, I can see you’re going to require training” she snapped. I was puzzled, “We are going to have a few rules around here, first you must be kneeling at all times, unless told overwise” she barked.
“Yes mistress” I answered
“secondly, only speak when spoken to” she sneered
“yes mistress” I replied, but I knew that was a mistake even as the words were coming out, she slapped me hard across the face, “You don’t listen do you” she was screaming now, wow I didn’t know my own mother could be so venomous.
“Now pour my tea” she instructed again, I almost maid the mistake of saying “Yes mistress”, but managed to stop myself, instead I sank to my knees and poured her tea.
She then ordered me to get the digital camera from the desk, strip my clothes off and kneel in front of her. She then reached into her bag, and produced her lipstick.
Oh my god I thought, she is going to put make-up on me, but what she had planned was a lot worse, she did put the lipstick on my lips, but then she turned to my chest, and wrote in big red letters ‘I’m a knicker sniffing pansy’.
She then made me go into the middle of the room, I stood up and walked to the middle of the room, where I knelt and faced her. “rule three, you are to crawl on your hands and knees, when in this house” she purred, again I nearly slipped up with a response.
She took a couple of photos of me kneeling there in the middle of the room, I guess to make sure she had a clear shot of the words scrawled across my chest.
She then made me put on one of the clean pairs of my sisters knickers, “Right now put a pair of the dirty ones, on the floor in front of you, then push your nose onto the gusset”, I choose a pair of my sisters, much more preferable to my mums, as they were all white, and had lots of brown streaks on the gussets. I pushed my nose into the gusset of my sisters panties, they had a slight aroma of her woman hood, and an even slighter one of her bum. Then I heard the camera, she was actually taking pictures of this. She then made me stick my tongue out and touch the gusset with it, some more pictures. “Now put them on your head” she ordered, through her laughter, god this was humiliating. Some more pictures. She then told me to repeat the hole process with the other dirty pants, oh god I would have to do this to her knickers too. It was too late now though, so I gritted my teeth and bared it. They were very smelly and unpleasant. She took pictures, and laughed at my humiliation all through. When I had done she instructed me to repeat the whole process wearing the next pair of clean knickers, and so on. I don’t know how long the whole process took, but she must have hundreds of pictures.
“I think that is enough” she said, but then she looked at the pair of knickers laying closest to her, they were hers, and probably the worst stained. “Hold on, I’ve got an idea” she purred evilly. She then made me lick up and down the gusset, “That’s it slave, lick them clean” she teased, whilst taking lots of photos.
“this can be one of your chores, before hand washing Jane’s and my under wear, you should spend a few minutes pre-washing them with your tongue” she laughed hysterically at this.
It took a good five minutes, for the stains to even slightly fade, but she stopped me then, “You can finish them later” she said, then added “all of them, and the tights, stockings and socks which are all still in the laundry” she giggled.
She then demanded my password for the computer, when she had logged on she uploaded all the pictures, and then ordered me to look away. “I’m changing your password, as you will no longer be allowed to use the computer” she said. This hurt, as I had relied on the foot domination sites so much. She then checked out my email, “Oh yes, lots of contacts here” she said, I took a sneaky look at the screen, there must have been at least twenty of my closest friends in the list. Then I noticed with horror the contact ‘Miss Phelps’, oh god not her, anyone but her.

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“I see your English teacher, Miss Phelps, is in the list too” remarked mum, “oh well better add her to the group too”, I looked at the screen again, my mother was creating an email group entitled ‘Blackmail List’. “Wasn’t she the one who you had a crush on, oh how enbarrasing if she found out” she laughed again.
“We will work on the confessions later, when Jane’s home, she should have some input into this” she said.
“But I think with the pictures alone, you can consider yourself, truly enslaved!” she purred. “Thank me ’Slave’” she ordered emphasizing the word 'Slave', I mumbled a thanks, she slapped me across the face again, “rule four, you will thank you mistress’s by kissing their feet!” she barked, I immediately lowered my head and gently kissed each of my mothers stinky nylon clad feet, mumbling my thanks.
“There’s going to be so many rules and chores, here you better take these”, she reached into the desk draw and produced two new notepads, she threw them and a pencil on the ground in front of here chair. “I’ll dictate”, as she said this she raised her feet and placed them on my back, she laughed before she even said her next sentence, she obviously thought it was a very funny joke, “Wow and they say males can’t do more than one thing at a time, here you are being a footstool and a secretary”, laughing at her little joke again.
“Label the first book Rules” she ordered
“now write the following:” she dictated the following rules to me

Rules
1) Always be kneeling in their presence
2) Don’t talk unless required to do so
3) Crawl on hands and knees, don’t walk
4) Thank your owners by kissing their feet

“We’ll add more to these as we go along” she sneered, then she pushed the other book towards me with her toe, “label this one chores”, replacing her foot hard on my back, I did as she asked, but she through a rubber at me, “no change that to Duties” she barked, then she dictated the following:

Duties
1) Washing up
2) Dusting
3) Hovering
4) Door mat duty
5) Pre-washing all of their underwear
7) Laundry (including hand washing)
8) Boot/Shoe polishing
"We'll add more to this aswell" she said
“I’ll show you later how to polish our shoes properly, and then of course will come the punishment for todays slackness” she purred, smiling at me the whole time.
“You are quite good at this footstool thing, you may add that to the list” she cooed “plenty of opportunity to practice that one in the evenings, just imagine all those hours on your hands and knees, being our human foot stool”, she added, “don’t worry if your arms get weak, you can always beg to lie down instead, of course that will mean our feet in your face for hours on end” she laughed at that thought too.
“Now crawl over to the couch slave, and assume the footstool position, we’ll wait for Jane to get back before proceeding” she ordered.
I waited there for five minutes, whilst she went to the loo, when she came back, she sat down and swung her legs onto my back, turned the tv on, and sipped her tea.
After half an hour or so my arms were starting to ache, and then the sound of keys in the front door. Mum swung her feet of my back and kicked my in the backside, “Quick, doormat duty!” she snarled…

To be continued...

At some point may have to bring in the english teacher, but not for a while

Hope this was ok, let me know, also open to suggestions, or even orders if they come from a mistress

[tomi]

nice, but please add some trample/ shoe worship elements

thanx

greet

[platformsnasics]

I can't wait to hear from Jane again, as well as some blackmail used with the English teacher. Definitely keep it up!

[toejam]

Loved it i rate it as a ten in my book:worship:

[ladiesinsole]

Thanks for all the replies,
affraid i wont be able to work on part 5 till the weekend, as my
girlfriend is coming over, tonight & tomorrow, and going to see a mistress on friday, if i'm not to sore, may write some friday night

[Miss_clinton]

Quite nice! Though I wish the humilation was more about feet and shoes.

MISTRESS CLINTON

[Aramis]

I agree with Mistress Clinton; quite nice but hope for more actual foot worship! Looking forward to the next chapter. Be encouraged!

[ladiesinsole]

Thanks, but it is hard to be enthusiastic about story telling, with the dire news about daddo.

Will continue with this another time.

RIP, and god be with you Daddo

[Aramis]

We certainly understand. I made that more recent post before I'd heard the news. Take all the time you need, creative comrade.

[charlie]

Great story ladiesinsole, keep up the good work

[toejam]

just hopping that you will continue your story and not stop.
I know with all the bad news this week that your wrighting mojo isn't in full swing. so keep up the good work and have a Happy New Year.:beer:

[toejam]

Ladiesinsole just wonder if you will continue the story i hope so.
I like to see him have to do all the chores and live in the basement and only have rags to wear like cinderella story. :D :D

[philly325]

please continue this story, it has such great potential and storyline, it would be a shame if the story just ended so abruptly like this, with so much more to be written..thanks

[Aramis]

ladiesinsole,
I add my 'amen' to the above in expressing a hope that you are soon able to write the next chapter. I re-read the latest installment and got interested all over again!! Good job so far!

[ladiesinsole]

Thanks guys, am slowly working on part five.

[philly325]

any update for us on part 5?

[ladiesinsole]

Sorry have been very lazy lately.

not really, just busy at work, i have something, but not happy with it yet, I always find the later parts to stories are the hardest. I guess i should plan the story a bit better.

Sorry for delay

[smsmsm1975]

Does anbody have the whole story? I remember some post problems in the past.

Best wishes

smsmsm1975

[Jadis]

Great stories ... been reading them all: very good work!

[Moonboy]

Love this story. Great work.

[toejam]

I think he wrote up too chapter 9 but chapter 6 through 9 were lost after the crash

[Footpath]

Does anyone know where parts 1, 2 and 3 of 'Birthday Wish 'are?

[toejam]

just search the posts of LadiesInsole and you will find them