pacino9191
12-12-2003, 7:58 PM
Courtesy of http://groups.yahoo.com/group/theslavesofgirlsaloud/
the new Foot/FemDom Group dedicated to the most gorgeous Girl Band ever !
Only two months earlier I had officially become a personal assistant to GIRLS ALOUD, 5 of the most drop-dead-gorgeous woman on the surface of the earth. Blinded by my total devotion for these women I had given up my old job as a successful businessman.
I figured it was the best way I could find to be in their presence and to be part of their plan to dominate the music world even further than they did today. How I was wrong.
It soon turned I was nothing more than their slave, a servant at the mercy of 5 cruel teenage vixens who used me to wipe their gorgeous feet on.
Soon I was added to their slave stable, banned to a dark and wet dungeon in their mansion, fed on water and old crusts of bread, waiting for a pair of clicking bootheels to take me to the torture chamber. Soon I was groveling in total slavery at the feet of Nadine Coyle, Cheryl Tweedy, Sarah
Harding, Kimberley Walsh and Nicola Roberts, subject to their every whim.
Before I even realized I found myself naked and kneeling before 5 of the most beautiful women on the planet, licking their boots and feet while being mocked and spat at. Before I knew it I was on my hands and knees, imitating a pig, while they were drinking champagne and laughing their heads off at my expense.
In only two weeks time they had me turned into their obedient slave, a non-thinking vegetable who craved to be humiliated by his beautiful Mistresses. Their drilling had been so effective that even the sound of their names made me grovel in abject slavery on the cold concrete floor of my cell.
They knew that even a glimpse of their toes was enough to drive me wild with submissive lust, tormenting me with pure feminine power.
They knew I was willing to fulfil their every need, that there was no limit to what I was willing to sacrifice. And they never missed a chance of taking advantage of it. Tonight was no exception.
So here I was crawling on my knees, struggling to keep up with the bootheels of an 18 year old superstar who had the world at her gorgeous feet.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. What had become of me ?
Smirkingly Nicola looked over her shoulder to assure herself I was tightly focusing on her bootheels.
‘Yes, that’s it slave. HEEL like a good doggie. HEEL at the feet of your Mistress, haha!’
She was clearly enjoying the sight of a 38 year old man trying to keep up with her 18 year old booted feet.
‘Now that’s real slavery for you, boy, something you’ve always craved. Crawling behind the feet of a gorgeous superstar like me, hahahaha !’
Nicola Roberts was enjoying every second of it. Suddenly she hooked her whip from her leather belt and started whipping me in the face.
‘Faster, worm ! GIRLS ALOUD have no patience ! Move your ass over to the Dungeon ! ‘
‘Yes, Mistress Nicola !’
Struggling to focus my eyes on her heels through the stinging tails of her whip I managed to keep up with her pace. As we reached the dungeon Mistress Nicola ordered me to a halt and knocked on the door. From behind I could hear outrageous female laughter. Apparently the girls weren’t sober anymore what would make my ordeal even worse.
‘Who’s there ?,’ I recognized the mocking voice of Mistress Sarah.
‘A naked slave dying to throw himself at our feet !’ Mistress Nicola answered mockingly.
Again laughter roared from behind the door.
‘Well, bring him in then, Mistress Nicola !’ I recognized the voice from Mistress Kimberley.
TBC
the new Foot/FemDom Group dedicated to the most gorgeous Girl Band ever !
Only two months earlier I had officially become a personal assistant to GIRLS ALOUD, 5 of the most drop-dead-gorgeous woman on the surface of the earth. Blinded by my total devotion for these women I had given up my old job as a successful businessman.
I figured it was the best way I could find to be in their presence and to be part of their plan to dominate the music world even further than they did today. How I was wrong.
It soon turned I was nothing more than their slave, a servant at the mercy of 5 cruel teenage vixens who used me to wipe their gorgeous feet on.
Soon I was added to their slave stable, banned to a dark and wet dungeon in their mansion, fed on water and old crusts of bread, waiting for a pair of clicking bootheels to take me to the torture chamber. Soon I was groveling in total slavery at the feet of Nadine Coyle, Cheryl Tweedy, Sarah
Harding, Kimberley Walsh and Nicola Roberts, subject to their every whim.
Before I even realized I found myself naked and kneeling before 5 of the most beautiful women on the planet, licking their boots and feet while being mocked and spat at. Before I knew it I was on my hands and knees, imitating a pig, while they were drinking champagne and laughing their heads off at my expense.
In only two weeks time they had me turned into their obedient slave, a non-thinking vegetable who craved to be humiliated by his beautiful Mistresses. Their drilling had been so effective that even the sound of their names made me grovel in abject slavery on the cold concrete floor of my cell.
They knew that even a glimpse of their toes was enough to drive me wild with submissive lust, tormenting me with pure feminine power.
They knew I was willing to fulfil their every need, that there was no limit to what I was willing to sacrifice. And they never missed a chance of taking advantage of it. Tonight was no exception.
So here I was crawling on my knees, struggling to keep up with the bootheels of an 18 year old superstar who had the world at her gorgeous feet.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. What had become of me ?
Smirkingly Nicola looked over her shoulder to assure herself I was tightly focusing on her bootheels.
‘Yes, that’s it slave. HEEL like a good doggie. HEEL at the feet of your Mistress, haha!’
She was clearly enjoying the sight of a 38 year old man trying to keep up with her 18 year old booted feet.
‘Now that’s real slavery for you, boy, something you’ve always craved. Crawling behind the feet of a gorgeous superstar like me, hahahaha !’
Nicola Roberts was enjoying every second of it. Suddenly she hooked her whip from her leather belt and started whipping me in the face.
‘Faster, worm ! GIRLS ALOUD have no patience ! Move your ass over to the Dungeon ! ‘
‘Yes, Mistress Nicola !’
Struggling to focus my eyes on her heels through the stinging tails of her whip I managed to keep up with her pace. As we reached the dungeon Mistress Nicola ordered me to a halt and knocked on the door. From behind I could hear outrageous female laughter. Apparently the girls weren’t sober anymore what would make my ordeal even worse.
‘Who’s there ?,’ I recognized the mocking voice of Mistress Sarah.
‘A naked slave dying to throw himself at our feet !’ Mistress Nicola answered mockingly.
Again laughter roared from behind the door.
‘Well, bring him in then, Mistress Nicola !’ I recognized the voice from Mistress Kimberley.
TBC