The Yacht (Part 3) - Sapir (Patreon)

Tal shrugged and examined you closer while placing you on the dustpan.

״צריך לעזור לו, לקבע את הרגל איכשהו, ממש ריסקת אותה מורן״

(We need to help him, fixate his leg somehow, you totally crushed it Moran)

Moran laughed.

״בסדר נו, סליחה, זה לא היה בכוונה.

תעזבי אותו בינתיים, תכף ניקח אותו לספיר היא הייתה פרמדיקית בצבא״

(Ok ok, I’m sorry, it wasn’t on purpose.

Leave him for now, we will take him later to Sapir she was a paramedic in the army)

Tal gave you another look, then sat back and they kept talking and laughing as if nothing happened.

You dragged your head over the plastic, looking at Tal’s feet, she was playing with them, rubbing her toes in one another, you moaned in pain, didn’t understand why they are just leaving you like that, are they going to leave you to die? Throw you to a garbage bin? Many thoughts ran through your head as you watched her feet.

“John bare with us cutie, 10 more minutes ok?” Tal said, and went straight to keep talking with girls.

You couldn’t bear the pain anymore, your eyes slowly closed and you lost consciousness.

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״הוא יהיה בסדר, קבעתי לו את הרגל, אבל אם את רוצה שהוא יחיה הוא צריך להישאר פה לפחות לאיזה חודש״

(He will be ok, placed a fixation on his leg, but if you want him to live he needs to stay here for at least a month)

It was a voice you didn’t recognize, you woke up on a small plate, placed on some paper towels, they had blood soaked in them.

״הייתי בטוחה שתכרתי לו את הרגל, יש לו מזל לבריטי הזה״

(I was sure you’re going to cut his leg off, this British guy is lucky)

That was Tal talking, you raised your head just a little bit and looked at your leg, whoever did this fixation is resourceful as hell, it looked very professional.

You tried to flip over, take a better look at what’s going on, but then a new face hovered above you, you immediately froze and gulped.

“Hi, John? I’m Sapir, I’ve fixed your leg”, she explained, checking you out, she also had a very noticeable Israeli accent.

“T..thank you Sapir, I appreciate it”, you said, stuttering a bit, she was beautiful, a whole different league from the girls at the yacht, top model beautiful material, it embarrassed you that her face is so close.

“You can’t move, so just stay like that for now, here”, she scattered some crumbs with her fingers making it fall around you, and then placed a tiny bag of water with a tiny straw, you immediately started drinking.

״הוא חמוד״

(He’s cute)

Sapir said, then turned back to Tal

בקיצור, תגידי למורן שהיא מפגרת, היא יכלה להרוג אותו סתם בלי קשר לכלום.

(So, tell Moran shes retarded, she could’ve killed him just like that for no reason)

חחח כן, הילדה לא שפויה…

(Lol, yeah, the girl is insane)

They sat together and kept talking, you ate a few more crumbs and smiled to yourself, so happy to be alive, so happy to be taken care of, a tear slid down on your cheek and you let yourself fall back asleep.

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The next days were simply heaven, Sapir kept taking care of you like a pet, filling your water supply and scattering crumbs of energy bars next to your head twice a day, sometimes you tried to make a conversation and she would smile to you, a perfect smile, usually not responding, you felt like you’re falling in love with her.

The best time of the day was noon, when Sapir was sitting outside in a swimsuit enjoying herself with the Israeli sun. She placed your cage outside and said you need some vitamin D.

She usually read a book during this time and you just sat in your cage and stared at her, mesmerized from her beauty. From time to time she looked and smiled at you, it made her laugh seeing you staring.

You were frustrated that you can only watch her while laying down, you couldn’t step on your broken leg yet.

In perhaps a few weeks, your leg got slowly better, Sapir checked you out and made a thinking face, “Hmm, looks like you heal much faster than a human being”, she said, it hurt you to hear her literally not referring to you as human.

“Thanks Sapir, so you think we can finally remove that fixation”

“Maybe in a few weeks”, she tapped her finger on it and you blushed, “you’ll be ok, and then you can go back to your owner”, she smiled.

“M..my owner?” You asked, confused.

“Yes, Tal, isn’t she your owner?” She asked.

“I didn’t know I had an owner”, you blushed even more, you didn’t understand how come it’s that obvious.

Sapir started laughing, “oh that’s so cute”, she said and turned around.

“Wait, Sapir?”

“Hmm?” She looked back.

“Can.. maybe you can be my owner please? I prefer to stay here” you said in a hesitant voice, your face all red.

Sapir got closer to look at you, then she just laughed and went to her phone to make a call.

״תקשיבי, נראה לי שהוא מתאהב בי, זה קורע, הוא מסמיק עכשיו כמו עגבניה״

(Listen, I think he’s falling in love with me, it’s hilarious, he’s blushing now like a tomato)

She said in a giggly voice and looked at you, she placed the phone on the table on speaker and sat down on the sofa.

״למה נראה לך?״

(Why do you think so?)

It was Tal

״הוא רוצה שאני אהיה הבעלים שלו, הוא רוצה להישאר פה, והאמת שהוא ממש חמוד, אכפת לך?״

(He wants me to be his owner, he wants to stay here, and to be honest he’s really cute, do you mind if I keep him?)

״ואללה? ואת רוצה אותו?״

(Really? And you want him?)

״כן, למה לא, לא יזיק לי מישהו שיטפל לי קצת בכפות רגליים, כל העור המת הזה מתחיל להציק לי, וכבר יש לך לא מעט עבדים״

(Yeah, why not, wouldn’t harm having someone to take care of my feet, all this dead skin starts to annoy me, and you already have quite a few slaves)

״אממ, טוב סבבה, הוא שלך - תהני.

אני בכלל רציתי אותו כי חשבתי שהוא אמריקאי״

(Hmm, ok cool, he’s yours - enjoy.

I only wanted him because I thought he was an American)

״תודה, אני חייבת לך עבד חחח״

(Thanks, I owe you a slave lol)

״אבל דברי גם עם מורן, מצאנו אותו ביאכטה שלה-״

(But speak also with Moran, we found him in her Yacht-)

Sapir hung up the phone and you remained in your cage looking at her.

“Ok it’s settled, I own you now”, she said with a smile and giggled.

“Really??” You crawled to the bars with a huge smile.

Sapir laughed, “listen, you may think it’s a good thing, but there’s a reason I don’t have slaves, none survived long enough”

You gulped and opened your eyes in surprise.

“I’m not cruel ok? I never killed one on purpose, but my feet tend to really stink after work outs, my sweat is intoxicating, while other women like Tal can have someone to live off her foot sweat my slaves die in a few weeks.” She explained casually with a smile but you just shivered.

“I.. I promise to do my best Sapir”, you stuttered, not sure how to respond, how can such a beautiful thing be so deadly.

“Aw, you’re just adorable, I’m sure you will, for now focus on healing your leg”.

She waved at you and left, you sat inside your cage, a bit shocked and stunned from what she said, she takes you as a foot slave for granted, not a pet to take care of… “is this how I’m going to die? Licking an Israeli stranger's foot?”… tears filled your eyes, you looked at your leg, you must stall as much time as possible with this broken leg and act like you’re not ready to become her foot slave.

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It’s been a month, Sapir just continued with her life and made sure to feed you twice a day, then one day she was sitting outside enjoying a book, you were also on a table next to her inside your cage, she wore an amazing swimsuit, you couldn’t get your eyes off her beautiful legs, her whole body was perfect, you got closer to the bars, then slowly stood up to get a better view, you had a huge boner, you blushed…

You couldn’t help yourself, you looked at her and started masturbating, trying to hold off your moans.

“Ahhh…” you released as you couldn’t help yourself, you came on the table next to your cage, Sapir’s face slowly turned to you, you quickly pulled up your pants.

Sapir slowly started to smile, “hey, look at you! You are standing! I think you are finally ready to become my foot slave!”

Oh no…

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End of part 3