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This picture is planned to have dialog. Photoshop just needs to kick in again and I can do it. If it's not changed today then it'll be changed tomorrow when it's fully uploaded.

Till then please please please let me know what you think! All comments welcome. The bigger fuss thats made about the character the more excited I'll be to do more. I have so many ideas!

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“Hey baby!” 

The pixi haired girl elated over the phone as her boyfriend of 3 years called her out of the blue. Truth be told the fact it was so unexpected made her nervous. Astera was nothing if not a creature of habit and it didn’t take long for her fears to be correct.

“O-oh... yea. No no. Yea I get you...”

Each passing sentence took a little bit more wind out of her 4”11 body until she felt positively deflated. It was happening. Out of nowhere she was hearing all the lines.

“You’ve been great.”

“It’s not you, it’s me.”

“I really want to do this in person.”

The writing was on the wall clear as day. They were through. Aster couldn’t feel anything but astonished at just how sure he was in his tone. It felt as if even if she wanted to try to work things out the decision had been made already. 

In the coming days they would meet up in person to talk about things more in detail. Astera tried to get as much closure as she could, but in the end, she knew she’d never be satisfied. There was nothing that fully answered every question she had, but in the end did they even matter? Answered or not her relationship was still over, and she could either cry about it or be a big girl and prepare herself for the journey ahead.

“I just hope you don’t hate me and we can still... I don’t know...” He failed to find the words while trying to hold in more tears. Clearly this wasn’t easy for him either.

“I don’t know...” Astera repeated trying to fill in the dead air. “I don’t hate you.” She said comfortingly.

And she meant it, and he know she meant it. After a bit more time they separated and haven’t seen each other since. Left alone walking to her car Aster could only repeat the same thing again.

“I don’t hate you.” And she meant it.

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“Uuuuurrrgghhhhh I hate youuuu...” 

Aster sighed in exhaustion as she flopped her head down on her friend Zoey’s bed. She was still in her designer crop top and white button up, but had completely removed her pants. She only sprawled herself out in her black thong.

“You don’t need to talk to him about anything. Put the phone down and stop making excuses.” Aster only scowled at her friend’s basically true statement. Zoey, also relaxing in her own pink thong, who had been friends with her since high school, so if anyone got a pass it was her. Still, it didn’t mean she wouldn’t argue with the four eyed redhead.

“It’s NOT an excuse. He loved this character and now he’s gone from cult leader to Blue’s Clues, which I KNOW he’d love even more just from the lore stuff alone and-“ just then the smoke Zoey blew in Aster’s direction filled her lungs and caused her to start coughing up a storm. 

“You do know he just pretended to like that stuff for you right? And I’m here, more than willing to do the same for you. So why not just show me and get your kicks that way? I get to learn, you don’t feel guilty later, win win.” Zoey raised the point as she bit her lip. The weed had been starting to hit her, making her body rock in pleasure that couldn’t help making her toes curl.

“U-uuurgh....”

Aster sat up holding her chest if only to get her boobs to stop shaking as she coughed. It was a sight her bff was all too amused to see. The Hippy and the Trust-fund Princess had a history of playing together so they were able to appreciate each other’s bodies.

“Come on. At least get over here for your hit.” The ginger shook the bong and Aster crawled over to light up and suck.

“Good girl.~” Zoey cheered condescendingly to the rotating eyes of the soon to be inebriated short stack. She continued to let her mind drift from the pleasure, and she continued to curl her toes, eliciting another moan. “Oh, by the way. Thanks for chilling with me while I’m at work.<3”

“No problem hun.” Aster blew out her smoke in the direction of the bound stud kneeling at the foot of Zoey’s bed. It hit and disbursed over the black face guard that had been placed over his head, pretty much blinding him. The guard left his mouth and chin still visible, like a bdsm batman. 

She always enjoyed coming over and watching her friend work over the cute boys who payed her for a fun filled time of domination. Astera felt she remembered this one by the way his thighs shook while Zoey played her perfect feet over his decent sized cock. The hippy dominatrix tickled her toes under the head of his member, almost turning the slaves body to a vibrator with how they shook. Oh yea, she remembered him.

“Hiiii Travis. Zoe still keeping you ‘under foot’? Hehe!” Astera said in her best “good girl” voice, earning another moan and wiggle from the helpless sub.

“U-ugh! H-hi Aster! It’s a pleasure.” He was able to get out before Zoey placed her toes on his mouth, the universal sign she wanted her feet worshiped, to which he got to work. Aster just watched, grinning, biting her lower lip, letting her be taken away by the moment.

Zoey meanwhile decided no one was safe and began to softly pet her friends amazing ass, earning a few giggles from the raven-haired girl. 

“Why not have a try for yourself? I’m sure you have some frustration you’d want to work off. Hey Travis, have I ever told you how fucking beautiful Aster’s feet are? Those sexy toes, those high arches, you’d probably go crazy!” As the red head kept talking, she moved her one foot faster over the slaves cock, which in turn gave him a lot more vigor while sucking her toes. “Not to mention it’s been so long since she’s probably had any love.~”

“ZOEY!” Aster’s face blared red. “Shut up! Travis, don’t let her get to you, my perfect fucking feet aside, just enjoy yourself.” She couldn’t help but at least twist the knife in a little for the bound stud all while Zoey pouted.

“Oh come on. It’s been three months and you’re 24. Don’t go all voluntary celibate on me now!”  The dom gave Aster’s ass a good smack and watched as it jiggled.

She yelped at the moment of pain and bit her lip harder. “Fuck uuuurgooff!... You know I only do that stuff with people I care about.”

“You do it with me.” Zoey objected.

“Take the compliment.”

“Regardless you really do need to cut loose and have fun” Zoey never stopped her foot work/worship all the while giving this little pep talk. “You’ve been in relationships since preschool Aster. You have to spend time by yourself.”

“..... not since pre school.” Aster pouted.

“You told me. Mark Gully. He had gummy bears for a snack and you were a hoe even back then.” An awkward silence fell over the room as Aster was only left with her mouth open at her friend’s checkmate.

“.... d-do you guys like... need a minute?” Travis tried to ask threw the toes in his mouth and teasing sensations in his crotch.

“SUCK. NOW.” Zoey didn’t take her eyes off her friend, only pointing sternly down to her foot to which he should already be occupied with. Travis was able to only see it faintly, but he didn’t need to from the sound of his mistress’s tone.

Aster tried to think clearly, but the drugs were making her train of thought do a K turn. Her eyes darted around trying to think of a retort, but none appeared.

“... and playing with Travis right now is going to help me somehow?” She said, her tone clear. She was giving up and giving in.

“Sit down, shut up, enjoy your life and what it gives you right now, and get your feet worshiped. Travis” the ginger yanked her foot away from the stud, who was more then on board with this inherit life lesson and how it would be taught. 

“Wait uh, what was that last one?” Aster’s eyes opened wide as she saw the eager sub leaning forward to her already naked feet. Meanwhile, Zoey put her arms on her hesitant friends shoulders making sure she wouldn’t be able to weasel her way out of having fun.

“N-no no Travis. TRAvis. You don’t have to do everything she SEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” Astera’s body reacted just as she knew it would. As soon as she felt Travis’ playful tongue ran across the center of her left foot she felt it all throughout her body. It made her nipples harder than trying to come up with something to say now that the entire room was looking at her. Travis was the first one to react.

“Oh god! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! AH SHIT, DON’T PADDLE ME AGAIN!” But while he begged, Zoey was thinking. She couldn’t believe it. From all the times they fooled around she’d NEVER played with Astera’s feet. 

“Oh. My. God.” The Ginger looked at her friend wide eyed in amazement.

“No!” Aster returned her friend’s gaze but her eyes were filled with tension and dread.

“OH. MY. GOD!” Zoey only exclaimed louder as her voice got even more excited. She made sure to hold Aster’s shoulders a bit tighter now. This was going to be a bumpy ride.

“NO! DON’T YOU DARE!” The raven-haired girl could tell her Zoey wasn’t going to let this go. Aster tried to struggle away but couldn’t get free.

“TRAVIS IF YOU WANT TO CUM TODAY, DON’T STOP LICKING! Hand privileges are reinstated!” The ginger dom hollered much to the delight of her sub.

“FUCKIN-!!! YES MISTRESS!” Travis acted fast, now having the green light to do exactly what he wanted. With one quick potion he seized Aster’s right foot and began to immediately trace his wanting tongue all along the bottoms of her feet.

That’s all it took, Aster had absolutely no resistance as the laughs flooded out of her like a broken damn.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH OHHHHAHHAHAHAOAOHOAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA AHOH GOD OH GHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHD! TRAVIIIIIEIEHEHEHEHEHEHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAAHHAH STOP YOU FREEHEHEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHCK!” The small girl tied her best to fight off her friend while dealing with the all-out tongue attack, but it was no use. She was no match for her best friends strength as she held her down and forced her to endure her “life lesson”.

“HAHA! Oh my god Aster! You’re like, SO ticklish! How on earth did I not know this! How bad does it tickle? Does it tickle really bad? Like come on what are we working with here!” Zoey asked excitedly, knowing her friend wouldn’t be able to answer.

Meanwhile, Travis was able to get his hands on the other foot that eluded him. He put both of the short girls sexy soles together and continued his lickling with new vigor. Feeling bold, he decided to speak up.

“Wow Aster you weren’t kidding! Your feet are fucking perfect! Haha” He said before he bared his teeth and started nibbling on her wrinkles. That’s when screaming got LOUD.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Aster kept laughing her pretty little head off as her friend’s slave boy really leaned into her. All the while she could hear Zoey cheering and directing him.

“That’s it Travis! Really work that tongue in those feet of hers. Don’t forget to lick her between the toes! Hehe! Good boy!” As the hippy critiqued her slave’s performance, her fingers slipped to Asters erect nipples and began to tweak and squeeze. Zoey might not have been aware of how tender Aster’s soles were all these years, but she did know that her friend’s tits were one of her most sensitive spots.

Aster’s high-pitched laughter bounced back and forth between deep guttural moans as both her weakest spots were being worked over at the same time. The fabric of her bra felt amazing as she was continuously fondled, but nothing compared to the mouth work of Travis’ tongue.

It was true what Zoey said, it had been a long time for Aster since the break-up. What was said just didn’t regard to sex itself. The trust fund Princess had a secret that only her past lovers were told, something so private that even Zoey didn’t know until now. Yes, Aster was ticklish (and that was kept private) but the embarrassment she felt from that was nothing to this other nugget of information. Aster loved to get her feet worshipped.

Red faced, she could recall countless nights of passion for her that would involve those pretty feet of hers in the mouth of one of her lovers, the best of them being her ex. And it wasn’t strictly a domination thing, it was a great way for her ex to get on her good side or stop her from pouting for the day. Aster could recall a time at dinner when she was unforgivably mad at her ex for saying something about her weight. All it took him was sliding under the table for a good long while and Aster wouldn’t even be able to remember what had caused the problem, she was more pressed about not laughing and moaning in the waiters face. 

“Omg you are totally enjoying this! See, now THIS is the fun you’ve been denying yourself! You need to cut loose! Don’t you agree Travis?” She passed it to her sub right before slipping her hands under Aster’s shirt in order to play with her bare chest, as soon as context was made, Zoey pinched with all the pressure she could use without causing actual pain.

“OOOOAAAAHHHHHHH!~” Aster  threw her head back against her friends chest, her eyes nearly rolled back in her head, unable to deny the pleasure, especially while stoned.

“Couldn’t agree more mistress! Really the pleasure is all mine Aster, just seeing how much you like it really is a turn on.” The slave paused to give wiggling toes in front of him a few comforting kisses, much to his captives sexual delight and ticklish dismay. “I mean like, I-if you ever want something like this again...” 

Before he could even get it out Zoey interjected. “UM. Check yourself slave. You belong to me. You’re MY foot bitch.” She then looked down at the mess that was her friend. Aster had the face of a mind-broken anime girl, both pleasure and exhaustion were evident on the small girl’s face. It was a look she would often see from her clients; Zoey knew exactly what she wanted, and had no problem giving it to her. Didn’t mean she couldn’t be a bit mean~. She took the time to roast Astera. 

“Ast how could you! Trying to steal my foot boy from right under my nose!” As the hippy spoke, she had quickly been able to unbutton her friend’s top and unhook her bra from the front. Instantly Astera moaned, feeling the cool air against her steaming nipples. “Naughty, naughty. Now I must punish you! And I think you know my favorite way how!~” 

Zoey’s fingers wiggled and then finally made light, teasing contact with Aster’s nipples. Softly and calmly she whisked hers clockwise around the hardened nubs and then counterclockwise. It was a certain touch that Zoey knew Aster loved, now by knowing what she knew it wasn’t surprising in the least.

Aster didn’t have the strength to protest anymore, she had completely given in, her body hot to the touch, and touch Zoey did. Astera grabbed her friends wrists but made no movement for her to stop, if anything she had strapped her best friends hands from moving as she hunted forward and shook.

“Bad girl! Stealing slaves from your best friend! Well if you want him so bad then fine!” Zoey then gave a knowing look to Travis who could barely make it out but honestly who cared. It could be a bit, or for serious, all the stud knew was that he was going to make the most of this! Travis spoke up again.

“Sorry Aster, didn’t mean to get you in trouble. But think of it this way, at least we’ll go down together. Just you way more before me. You made this the best session ever!~” without another word Travis let completely lose once again. He wiggled his tongue right in the center of both her feet as they tried desperately to get away. Her toes flexed hard, holding all the tension in the world but the sensation still remained, not to mention built up. The feeling went higher and higher and higher until there was nowhere left to go.

“HAHAHAH I! I-I’m! OH GOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!” Aster grabbed the sheets for dear life and bit her lip so hard you’d think she’d draw blood. Like a gun shot her libido went off and her entire body went rigged. Moans and grunts filled the room along with the verbal encouragement of Zoey.

“Good girl Ast, such a good girl!~ and now that I know what makes you tick you’re going to do EXACTLY as I say! You’re going to stop moping around and get out there again and have some fun even if it kills you! Got it?” Zoey put her hands on her hips switching from sexy dom to caring friend.

All the the while Aster just stared up at the ceiling, stoned, dazed, giggling, and still feeling the loving pleasure of her intense orgasm. “I-i... o-oooh.... oh god...”

“I’m giving you a number of a friend of mine. She’s a match maker. You’re GOING to see her understand? No more waiting by the phone.”

“Mmmmmm o-oh go....gawwd..”

“I don’t think she’s listening to you Zoe..” Travis walked to her and of his hand on her shoulder.

“Oh she’s listening. AND ITS STILL MISTRESS TO YOU!” Zoey suddenly pounced from the bed and on top of Travis. I’m one motion she removed her panties and positioned herself perfectly to grind down against her. “Stupid boy never learns. Oh well. A deals a deals let’s fuck baby~”

Astera slowly closer her eyes and passed out, only hearing the rhythmic humping and the gasps of pleasure from her best friend, followed by Travis’s own roaring release.

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Astera patiently sat in the waiting room for her turn with Ms. Chang. Zoey has gone into greater detail at how she was an amazing match maker but the pixie haired girl shouldn’t expect success right away. It was going to be a journey as Chang found out what the small girl liked and found in a guy.

“Astera? Chang will see you now.” The good looking receptionist called for her and gave a warm smile as she walked past. Aster let her fantasy get the better of her, and suddenly the image of him telling her to get one bed filled her mind, turning her face bright red. This is why Zoey was a bad influence on her!

In the office she sat again but this time in front of the woman herself.

“So you’re Zoey’s friend eh? For sure you’re going to go far kid.” She spoke confidently and sure of herself. If a wall street man was a match maker it was Ms. Change. Nothing could be the irony though that she herself wasn’t married.

“Hey there! It’s um, you know a pleasure to meet you. You know I don’t do stuff like this often and I’m a bit nervous.” The shy girl scratched the back of her head as she spoke, playing with whatever hair was left back there.

“Clearly. No chop chop. Take those shoes off and pop those puppies on the desk.” Chang said so matter of factly that Aster almost complied before asking what the fuck.

“Excuse me????” Astera’s face flared up red as she was so taken back.

Chang simply rolled her eyes and pushed her answering machine with the pen she was playing with. Suddenly Zoey’s voice ran throughout the room. 

“Also, she’s not going to be honest with you so let me just tell you now, she likes ticking and LOVES getting her feet worshipped. I want you to find the RIGHT person. If she’s not going to just date around she might as well not settle. You help her out Tracey and I promise I’ll owe you one!~”

Aster just sat in stunned silence looking off into the distance. So casually she heard her biggest secrets blurred out over the phone to this woman who could only chuckle at her expression.

“So do I have to repeat myself again dear or are you going to help me help you?” The sharply dress woman casually rocked in her chair.

“H-how does this even help?! Why!!?” Aster gripped the armrest of her chair as her nerves got the better of her. She could always feel her arousal rising by the second.

“Hun, what I do here is fine people FOR people. And to do that I have to make sure I’m finding you the RIGHT people.” She got up as she got closer. She took care as she approached, not wanting to intimidate the girl who was clearly adjusting to all of this. “And for me to do that you have to be honest with what you want.”

Aster wasn’t sure. Did she really need to do something like this? Wasn’t she confident in her own ability. Just then Chang’s hand came and lightly picky up Atera’s chin, having her look her in the eye.

“Honey. I want to help. Let me help. What do you want?” She asked calmly.

Aster was about to protest but then just... gave up. She wanted the help. She wanted a change.

“I want to be tickled...”

“What was that dear?~”

“..... I want to be tickled.”

“Come on. One more time.~”

“I WANT to be tickled! I want someone hot who’s going to treat me right, who’s going love me, who’s going to worship my feet! I WANT to be tickled!”

“Good girl~” Ms. Chang clapped. “Now let’s get to work.~”

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