Free Will (Patreon)

Few years ago you and Anna had a huge fight, it was so intense that you both agreed to divorce. The biggest mistake you’ve ever made.

Only after the trial, you found out that the lawyer, who was also your best friend, was having an affair with Anna and actually helped her behind the scenes.

The results were devastating, not only did she get the house and every single penny you ever made, they somehow managed for her to literally get your freedom, as her shrunken slave.

Your only comfort was that you managed to hide Roy, your son from a previous marriage, at your family before the shrinking day, at least he will be safe.

Once she finally had you shrunken and helpless, she placed you on a desk in her room, then sighed in satisfaction and placed her feet next to you.

“Bend your knees, it’s time to worship your new goddess”, she commanded, caressing her neck, so arrogant and happy she managed to pull it off.

“No”, you stated, you already made up your mind before getting here, you are ready to die, no matter what happens - you won’t give her the satisfaction.

She giggled, “that’s cute, enough with the charade, kneel!”

You stood there, looking at her feet, she made them sweaty on purpose, probably jogging earlier, then you looked at her, determined than ever.

“Oh, you’re serious”, she said and stopped laughing, “you realize I can squish your head with my big toe? Do you even understand your place?”

“Go ahead and do it”, you spreaded your hands in a ‘bring it on’ gesture, “I don’t give a fuck”.

She made a confused face, perhaps a bit angry, “wow, ok”, she placed her foot on top of you, pressing your head to the desk, you closed your eyes hard and started praying, not moving.

“Kiss it you damn clown, kiss my toe and say you’re sorry!” She pressed a bit harder, you felt like your skull was about to pop, but you didn’t submit, you just closed your eyes hard, ready to end your life.

She released her grip, staring at you with anger, “how about now?”

You caressed your head miserably, “f-fuck you!” You shouted.

“Ugh, you goddamn ego maniac, are you seriously willing to die for it?!” She asked and slammed the table with her hand, just the hit made you fall back down.

“Anna, you can maybe take everything, but you can’t take away my free will”, you shouted with tears, “I will never, NEVER, become your slave, do whatever you want”.

She looked at you, pissed, her left eye was flinching, then she took a deep breath and calmed down.

“Ok Robert, the hard way then”, she said calmly and opened the closet.

You watched her, wondering what she’s about to do, you stood at the edge of the desk and looked down, it’s high enough, you gulped, you just didn't have the courage to jump...

She took out black stockings and grabbed you.

“You know, maybe you just need to know your place first”, she said with a smile, you squirmed in her hand and she released you into the stockings.

You were free falling, trying to desperately grab something to stop your fall but it was too slippery. You fell until you reached the bottom, you started gasping for air in panic, her foot slid inside until it pushed you to the fabric.

“Perhaps a day, or a week, inside my stockings would change your mind”, she said with a giggly voice, then brought high leather boots and started wearing them.

“Don’t worry, these are anti-crush, you will get to live and suffer as I go on with my day”, she caressed one boot with a smile, “these cost a small fortune, but I don’t care, it was your money anyway”.

You embraced yourself, shaking uncontrollably, trying not to give her the pleasure of hearing you scream or beg, it went dark as she finished pushing her leg inside, then she zipped it.

It was dark, you couldn’t move, you were stuck between her toes, you desperately tried to find a comfortable position but it was impossible, you just gasped for air and fought for every breath.

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As she went on with her day, breathing became harder and harder, you got soaked in her foot sweat, the air was humid, you felt like you literally breathed her foot sweat, you felt it in your throat, even inside your lungs.

It was a torment, you’ve never experienced such suffering. You angrily started biting her toes, scratching them, but it just caused them to flex and hurt you more.

At some point you realized you better just not move, and waited for this torment to over.

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Hours later, you finally heard the zips of her boots being pulled down.

She took her foot out and you immediately started breathing and pushing against the fabric, trying to stretch it more so more air would get inside.

“Felt you there the whole time”, she said arrogantly.

She was smoking a cigarette, it wasn’t her apartment, it was yours, the one your parents gave you years ago, she managed to get it as well out of the divorce.

“Thought I should come and see my new property”, she giggled, taking another smoke.

You twitched a little, your whole body was in so much pain.

“So how was it? Are you ready to kneel for me?” She asked and sighed.

For a moment, you considered it, perhaps you should just play along? Live a miserable life but at least not suffer this torture.

You quickly shook this thought out of your head, no way you’re giving her this satisfaction.

“Well, it doesn’t really matter what you decide now, I need to go back home and I’m not removing these stockings”, she started laughing.

You quickly squirmed, trying to use this time to breath as much air as possible, she threw the cigarette on the floor and shoved her foot back inside the boot.

It twisted a little after she stood up, she probably smeared the cigarette on the floor as she walked out.

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After a few more hours of misery, you could hear the zip again, she was back home, she took the stockings off but left you trapped inside.

She looked at you squirming inside the stockings, trying to understand how to get out, it made her laugh.

She grabbed the stockings and started shaking them above the floor until you fell down, coughing out foot sweat, holding yourself not to start crying.

She hovered her foot above you, “ready to kneel?” She asked, filled with confidence, amused by your misery.

You were already on all fours, but you pushed yourself really hard to stand up, then you just looked at her with anger.

She made a furious face again, she placed her foot on you while holding a chair, pressing your face.

“Kiss it!” She commanded and pushed harder, you closed your mouth as hard as you could.

“Arghhh”, she removed her foot and kicked the stockings, “fucking stubborn asshole”, she slapped the closet door, “you idiot!…”

But you didn’t flinch, you just looked at her with contempt, nothing will break you into submitting to this cruel bitch.

She lifted her foot up again above you and tightened her lips, ready to stomp you, your legs were shaking.

*THUD*

She stomped her foot right next to you and you fell over your side, biting your lips so you won’t moan in pain.

“You must think you are such a badass huh?” She asked and opened a drawer, pulling out a tape, then grabbing you brutally, she slapped you on her foot and started taping you to her sole, limb by limb, she used so many tape pieces that you couldn’t move a muscle, and your face was pressed hard against her sole, smothered in her sweat.

Then she sat down and started browsing her phone.

“We will see who breaks first, trash”.

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(Model is goddessannebk, I really like her photos so I used plenty here on purpose - don’t miss out the WhatsApp conversation at the end).