Giving Yourself - Part 11, Vacation Ends (Patreon)

As you woke up, you saw Oria’s beautiful face watching you, you smiled at her.

“Good morning cutie”, she said, you slowly stood up, “Hi, good morning”, it felt awkward but you didn’t care, it felt so good.

“Want to lick my feet? They waited for you”, she playfully teased.

Smiling, you crawled out the cage, there’s nothing you would want more, she sat and laid on the wall behind her bed, placing her soles in front of you, you got on your knees and started kissing them, there’s nowhere else you would rather be, Oria also enjoyed it, you thought that this is how it should’ve been with Hila.

“I would’ve never guessed that having someone to willingly kiss my feet would feel so good”, she giggled, “were where you all this time, too bad I didn’t post my feet on Facebook before Hila did”.

You laughed while licking her feet, thinking that even if she did it, you would have never sent her a message, you wouldn’t even consider it in a million years, it’s funny how things unexpectedly evolved.

After a while treating her feet, Oria asked if you could help her with a problem she had with her laptop, you guided her through and you fixed it, you even gave her some tips to organize things better, it was cute how clueless she was with technology.

You talked, laughed, watched TV together, you asked her if she saw “Breaking Bad” before and she said she hardly watched any shows, you binged the whole thing, sometimes taking a break so you could lick her feet and armpit sweat. You even allowed her to watch some episodes alone while you enjoyed kissing her feet, “I already watched it a few times already, it’s ok”, you said, she happily obliged.

It felt right, you were happy, you wished it could stay like that forever.

From time to time, Oria actually feeded her slaves with proper food, bread crumbs, water.

You watched her doing that, but you didn’t even ask her to give you that as well, you were completely fine with living off her foot sweat and random crumbs she stepped on. You didn’t want anything else, it made you feel like a part of her, you had a meaning again, to make her happy.

It’s like her slaves turned to normal pets she’s raising and not foot slaves, they stayed in their cages and she kept feeding them.

“Why don’t you free them?” You allowed yourself to ask once.

It made her laugh, “you are definitely cute, but some of them have been mine for over 10 years, even if I wanted to release them, they won’t be able to adjust, they need me, they won’t survive without me”, she patiently explained.

“What about the ones that aren’t yours for so long?”

She thought for a few seconds, “some of them are mine for a few months, drugged someone on a date not that long ago, I think he’s the last one I got”, she sighed, “but they’ve seen too much, even him, obviously I can’t let them go, they will stay mine until they die”, she shrugged.

She sounded sincere to you, like she had changed, and when you thought about it you actually didn’t care about her slaves anymore, honestly? You even envied them for being Oria’s property. Jeez, you didn’t even pity David anymore, you just realized that, it was a very weird feeling.

“I guess you are right”, you said after a long silence, she giggled, “I’m always right”, she replied.

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Those were the best days of your life, by far, day after day you deeply felled more and more in love with Oria and you felt it’s mutual, one evening she came back from a jog and sticked you into her armpit, making you come again and then licked you, it was simply heaven.

You had amazing deep conversations about life, some evening you actually hoped that Hila’s airplane would crash or something, a dark thought but you didn’t care, anything that will make you stay here, you would give everything.

But your prayers haven’t been answered, as one evening while you licked Oria’s feet, her phone started ringing.

“Oh, it’s Hila”, Oria said disappointed, she answered, leaving it on speaker, you stopped licking and went to stand near her foot, anxiously listening.

“Hey girl!!!” Hila's pitchy voice came out the phone, “just landed a few minutes ago, home sweet home”, Ugh, she’s so annoying, what a cliche to say that.

“Hey, welcome back”, Oria replied, it was clear she’s not thrilled about it.

“Is everything ok?” Hila asked, suddenly changing to a worried tone.

“Yeah sorry I’m just tired”.

“How’s Guy doing?”, she changed her tone back to normal.

“Really good, if you want I can take care of him for a few more days until you settle in”

“Haha nice try girl, but my feet desperately needs him after all the treks I did there”

Oria made a disappointed face, “oh, cool”.

“So I’m stopping at your place first. Is that ok? I Need a coffee to fix my jet lag”.

“Sure no problem, you know you’re always welcome here”.

“Cya girl”, she hung up.

Oria sighed, “well, I hope you’re happy, she’s taking you back”.

“I’m not”, you sadly admitted, “wish I could stay here forever, really”, you raised your head looking at her.

Oria's eyes were red, then you saw a tear showing up, sliding on her beautiful cheek.

“Don’t cry, I’ll fix her feet in no time and I’ll be back”, you tried to calm her down.

“I wish”, she then quietly sobbed and got up to wash her face, when she returned she grabbed your aquarium from the desk and brought it to the salon, placing it next to you on the table, “I’m sorry, I have to put you back”.

“How long do we have? Can I please take care of your feet until she’s here?”

She smiled, but her smile was sad, without saying anything she just laid back and placed both her feet in front of you, you ran towards them, kissing, licking, caressing, you knew you’re going to miss her… Hila’s feet aren’t even close to Oria’s perfectly smooth feet, she doesn’t have even an inch of dead skin, everything about her was perfect.

You licked as much sweat as you could, savouring every drop, you didn't notice how quickly time had passed, and then… you heard the door knock.

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End of part 11