Giving Yourself - Part 9, Hell (Patreon)

You woke up on your knees, still handcuffed, you felt immense pain everywhere, and an extreme headache like the worst hangover in your life. You tried to hold your head but the strings were too short, and then it caused a bell to ring.

Quickly a shadow formed around you, “finally”, Oria’s voice boomed from behind, “I guess I was too harsh”, she grabbed you, detaching the handcuffs, then you saw through the window that it’s dark already, how long were you out?

“For a second there I thought you died”, she giggled, “Hila would be so pissed”, then she walked with you to the bedroom, placed you down.

You grabbed the opportunity to hold your head, caressing it and trying to ease the pain.

“You are probably dehydrated, my feet are still sweaty, I didn’t shower today, figured I’ll have to feed you”, you opened your eyes and saw that she’s already sitting on her bed with both her feet in front of you.

It’s like your own smell was so bad you didn’t even notice them, you’re usually able to tell when feet are close to you because of the smell but this time nothing in the aroma changed, your own smell was far worse than anything.

You could barely stand up, and you started limping towards her foot, struggling on each step, you just let your head fall on the arch of her foot, smearing sweat all over your face, you started licking and sipping the sweat, just to get fluids inside your body.

“I know you think I’m cruel and all, but I’m actually feeling sorry for you”.

Again, her sick dissonance between being friendly and a cruel sadist.

“Like, all shrunken slaves are being kidnapped, tricked, unwillingly enslaved - you just walked into it, volunteeringly throwing your life away, it’s sad”.

You ignored her, kept licking and sipping in her foot sweat, struggling to swallow every ounce of it.

“Was it worth it? Hila is beautiful and all, but seriously, are you so lame that it was the best thing you could do with your life?”, she giggled, “didn’t you get a degree as an engineer or something? I saw you post an image holding some page with a funny hat or something a few years ago”.

You sighed, and kept licking, again you couldn’t believe that you are in that situation, she is so stupid and your life are completely in her hands, she doesn’t even know what a square academic hat is.

She pushed you with her foot, “you better start talking or I’m going to break something with my big toe”, she then pressed your leg firmly with her toe.

“What.. Do you want me to say..” you asked with a sore weak voice, “Yes, I have a degree, mechanical engineering”, you coughed, you never felt so weak in your life.

She laughed and released the pressure from your leg, “So you learned what, 3? 4 years to get it and then you’re licking Hila’s feet? Why wouldn’t you find a job or something, I still don’t get it”

She was so obsessed with understanding why you did it, you didn’t fully know the answer yourself, it was so annoyingly irritating. You sat down, decided that it’s better to talk with her because in every other situation she’s just torturing you.

“I worked for a few years… but I didn’t like it. I think I made a mistake choosing to take that degree.” You paused and then kept talking, it was weird - but you were happy for the chance to talk about it out loud since you had no one else to talk with about that until now.

“I feel like I wasted 5 years on that degree, to be honest”

She giggled, “5 years?? Wow”

“Yeah, I worked for a while but every day was boring as hell. I quit and changed 3 working places already, it was the same hell all over again…

I went to sleep crying, I was depressed, eventually I just quit my final job and then I didn’t know what to do anymore.” You continued explaining, surprised yourself, it’s like a speech you had in your subconscious and never spoke it out loud.

“Every day I just sank into my own depression, day in and day out all I’ve done was browsing social media, barely eating and sleeping, I… I had no one to talk with.”, you paused, tears started going down your face.

For the first time in your life, you saw Oria making a compassionate face, like she gets you.

“It’s ok, you don’t have to continue, I was selling clothes to bitches since high school, the only pleasure in my life was my pathetic slaves, I think it saved me from depression, but there were days I just stayed at bed crying.

Now that I don’t have to work anymore I think I finally found happiness”.

“You’re lucky”, you instinctively said, but it wasn’t true, she wasn’t lucky, she deliberately crushed someone in order to get his money so she won’t have to work anymore, it has nothing to do with luck.

Ok, maybe a little.

“So I think I get it now, being Hila’s property is like… a sanctuary?”

“I.. I guess”

She chuckled, like she just had an epiphany, “You know what Guy? You’re cute”

You opened your eyes in surprise.

“I mean, seriously, you escaped your reality and gave yourself to your crush from high school, it’s like the saddest story I ever heard, but it’s cute”.

You hoped it’s not going in some cruel direction, you were suspicious.

“You can continue licking, I won’t bully you, I’m going to sleep it’s really late, just lick as much as you want and then go here”, she gestured over an opened cage she had at the edge of her bed, then laid back.

It was extremely weird, but it was the first time you saw Oria acting like a normal human being and not a sadistic monster, you could even say she’s kind.

You approached back to her foot, continued licking, sipping more and more sweat, slowly the headache was gone, Oria started to quietly snoring, and once you felt you had enough you just crawled inside the cage and went to sleep as well.

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When you woke up she wasn’t in bed and your cage was closed, so you just waited. It was good for a change not being covered with a white sheet, you looked around her room and you noticed a few disturbing things.

On her desk were 3 cages, and there were people inside, from this far you couldn’t say how many.

On the wall was a glass frame with what looked like a bloody splatter inside, you wondered what’s that about, thrown over her bed you could spot some tiny handcuffs and strings.

She walked inside and attended to the cages on the desk, “guess what, I just saw that David has a slaversary!” she cheered, you could barely see from this far but it looked like all the people in the cages had their back to the bars in her opposite direction, “13 years, unbelievable”, she opened the cage and got someone out, “why don’t we celebrate?”, she asked him.

She walked over to the bed and threw him on it, he was already handcuffed, she attached it to a toe ring placed on her little toe, “Do you realize that you are mine for almost half of your life?”

You just started to think how many things happened in the last 13 years in your life, you finished high school, worked, went to university to get a degree, you couldn’t believe someone was here all this time licking her feet and being tortured, it’s so sad, you wanted to cry just thinking what this guy has been through.

The poor guy nodded, then she pulled the string and got him on his knees, you’ve never seen someone more desperate your entire life, “tongue”, she ordered and he obeyed, licking her feet, kissing them, he did so naturally and systematically, you could tell he’s doing it for a very long time. Oria held her iPhone and browsed something meanwhile.

Then she probably got bored and shoved him backwards, when he got up - you couldn’t believe your eyes, it’s not just some random David, it’s your best friend from high school that disappeared in prom, you started having tears.

He was here all this time, his family is still looking for him, oh god, poor David, you held the bars, wanted to say something.

“You are boring me, you know? Maybe 13 years are enough”

“N..no goddess please”, he quickly got back to his knees and kissed her sole, begging her for mercy, but you didn’t understand why - is she talking about releasing him? What’s so bad in it?

She giggled, played with her toes, “I promise I’ll make it quick, I just want to feel someone crushed beneath me, it’s been a while”, she said playfully, then you realised that releasing a slave was never an option for Oria, what were you thinking.

“I’ll do anything, please”, David's sour voice could be heard, “I’m ashes to your feet”, he kept pleading while kissing and licking, Oria enjoyed it, acting like she’s thinking about it.

She teased him, pulling her foot, dragging him over the bed, slowly squishing him into the sheets, twisting a little, you could hear him moan in pain, she laughed and giggled the whole time, you felt so bad for him, memories of your friendship ran in your head, he was probably the first and last true friend in your life and here he is being tortured for Oria’s sick pleasure in front of your eyes.

“Hey! Please stop! David it’s me Guy!” You finally found the courage to shout from your cage.

“Huh?” She paused, then looked at the cage, “oh you woke up? What is it?”, she released the pressure and you could see David slowly raise himself.

“Oria please, he doesn’t deserve it”.

Oria made a puzzled face, “what…” then she gasped, covered her mouth and her eyes were wide open, “oh my god, you actually know him! I totally forgot!”, she quickly removed the toe ring and dragged him from his handcuffs all the way to you, then shoved him at the bars, “Look who’s here David”.

David looked at you in a desperate face, it seems like he didn’t recognise you, “It’s me, Guy, remember me? From high school?” You said quickly.

Oria’s smiling face was looking from above.

“Wh… who are you…” he asked, “I don’t know you”, then Oria burst into laughter, “he can’t even remember you! All he knows are my feet’s crevices, and my toes are his only friends now”, she teased while laughing.

David’s face stayed indifferent.

“Come on, we were best friends, we played sonic together don’t you remember?”

His face were puzzled, terrified, you gave up… it’s just a shell of the man he was, Oria’s tortures probably drove him insane and he lost every bit of humanity he had left, you slowly started sobbing, and sat down, covering your face.

“Why are you crying? David here had an amazing life here”, she giggled, “you will probably have the same life at Hila’s feet”, she laughed, and just the thought completely terrified you, but you’ll never stay like that for 13 years, Hila isn’t like that.

She dragged David back, “well, it’s time to say goodbye”, she released the toe ring and stood up on her bed, David was on his knees looking up at her, pleading with his hands, you peeked beyond your fingers, you hoped she’s just teasing again and not actually going to crush him.

“Now bow down, worship me, with your hands behind your head, I want your body to produce as many cracks as possible”.

David obeyed, he bowed all the way down, placed his hands behind his head, he trembled in fear, sobbing, mumbling pleadings, calling her goddess, and then her foot landed on top of him, shoving him hard into the mattress, she increased the pressure more and more.

“Argh. Come on, break already”, she said in strain voice, putting more pressure and then she started twisting her foot and a muffled *CRACK* could be heard beneath her foot, terrified you watched up and saw her with her eyes closed and mouth open, twisting her foot a little longer, producing more cracks out of poor David’s body, she moaned, then bit her lower lip, “mmm… ahh..”, she released the pressure and exposed a bloody pulp, then she took a step down the floor, grabbing a moistures tissue from her desk to clean her foot, “splattered like a grape, funny, imagine that Guy”, she said from across the room, you were just shocked and stared her and the red pulp over and over again.

“Imagine being a pathetic tortured foot slave for half your life just to end up like that, it’s hilarious”, she laughed, then walked over to the bed, bent closer and cleaned the red pulp while smiling to you, you were frozen, she chuckled, then threw the tissue to the garbage on her way out.

Still in shock, you laid back and started digesting what you’ve just seen, a man just died, someone you knew well, under the foot of your childhood bully’s foot like he was some useless bug, the thought of something like that might happen to you - horrified you… even if it’s Hila, you didn’t want to die like that.

You made a mistake, when Hila returns you are going to beg her to return you to normal, the risk is just not worth it, no matter how awful your actual life is, living and dying as an insignificant bug can’t be better.

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End of part 9