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You continued serving the stranger for the rest of her vacation, she was using your money, you didn’t complain or protest, you’ve decided to be fully obedient, traumatized by how Aaron ended his life just in front of your eyes.

She corrected you sometimes, the way you lick, the way you bite off dead skin, even the way you stood or behaved when she spoke to you.

It was a taming process, but it didn’t feel that way, it was more like a mentor giving you tips, sometimes a bit aggressively.

“Lick”, she commanded while relaxing in the hotel’s room.

“Ok, uh, Goddess, I will lick, please”, you mumbled and approached her foot but she pulled it away and looked at you, you looked back at her.

“When I’m giving you a command, you respond by ‘Yes Goddess’ only, you don’t add any other words, and say it clear”

You nodded and tried to lick her foot but she pulled it again.

“So say it, loud and clear”, she demanded.

“Y-Yes goddess”, you stuttered.

“Not good enough, do you want to lick my foot or not?” She teased.

“Yes goddess!” You shouted.

“That’s better, good boy”, she returned her foot in front of you and you started licking.

————

It was like that for almost a month, once she found out that the credit cards were depleted - she flew with you back to her home in London.

She entered a secret room in her apartment, and you saw a lot of people that one way or another ended up just like you, from all different ages and from all around the world, all the aquariums were labeled and tagged.

“Never asked you before, where are you from?” She held you, standing in front of a wall with shelves and all sorts of cages and aquariums, it seemed like they had a distributed feeding and watering system, which was actually quite impressive, she was running a business here.

“Wisconsin, Goddess”, you replied in the same manner she instructed you so far.

“US then”, she said with a giggle and shook her head, “you Americans are hilarious, always replying with the name of your state, like who cares”, she opened an empty aquarium and dropped you in.

Then took a black marker and wrote on its glass.

JOSH - 32 YO

AMERICAN

S-TIER

Then closed it, on her way out she opened a cage with several shrunken kids inside, “hey kids, missed me? Who wants to lick my feet?” She asked and laughed, they all jumped and waved their hands until she picked one and left the room.

You sighed, looking around, someone waved to you from another aquarium, then pointed at what the stranger wrote on your aquarium and gave you a thumbs up gesture, then he pointed at his markings

EMIL - 27 YO

NORWAY

A-TIER

you nodded to him and waved back, you started realizing that there’s some kind of a tier system, sounds like you ended up in a very high tier, you had no idea if it’s good or not though.

—————

You heard steps, the stranger was talking with another girl.

“Liz, I need someone smart, capable, not a brainless bloody idiot, the previous one was rubbish”, so now you know the stranger’s name, it’s Liz.

“Well you bought a B tier, what did you expect?” Liz replied in a tired voice.

“You haven’t told me B stands for ‘utter idiot’”, the customer complained, with a clear British accent, born and raised in London for sure.

The door opened up. Liz walked inside with a young girl, you wouldn’t give her a day past 20, she might even be 18 years old.

“What’s the highest tier?” The customer asked.

“It’s SS, but there are non at the moment, look, Kiara, I have no idea what you want from a foot slave, but I’m sure S tier will be enough, they are smart enough to lick between your toes or whatever you want them to do”.

“When will you have SS?” Kiara asked.

Liz started laughing, “how the bloody hell would I know? I travel around and pick them up, I know their tier only after the taming process ends, if I knew it beforehand I would’ve been rich by now”.

Kiara looked around, her eyes jumping between cages and aquariums, until her eyes fixated on yours.

“Josh, S tier”, Kiara read with a smile, “and he’s an American so his English is probably fine, that’s what I need”

Liz giggled again, “Kiara you are a funny girl, they don’t need English to treat your feet”.

Kiara shrugged, she had an arrogant face, she approached your aquarium and tapped it a few times.

You weren’t sure what to do, you stood up, she opened some kind of a sliding window you had at the top.

“Hi”, Kiara said.

“Uhh.. hi”, you replied, and then you noticed the threatening angry eyes of Liz, looking at you from behind Kiara’s back, “G-Goddess!!” You quickly added, Liz smiled.

“Josh, right?” Kiara asked, talking to you as if you were a child although you are probably twice her age.

“Yes Goddess”, you replied and bowed politely, “honored to meet you”, you added, shaking a bit, afraid to make a mistake that will make Liz punish you later.

“What were you doing before?” She asked.

You opened your eyes in fear, back in Egypt, Liz told you never to mention your past.

“He’s not allowed to speak about it Kiara, he’s a foot slave, nothing else”, Liz said.

“I need to know, or I’m not buying”, Kiara said in a whining voice.

Liz sighed, she gave you a slight nod, approving you to answer Kiara’s question.

“I was a teacher, goddess”, you replied to Kiara.

Her jaw dropped, she gasped with a huge smile, “a teacher?!” She asked, excited, like it was exactly the answer she hoped for.

“Elementary school”, you said and nodded.

Kiara’s eyes sparked, she turned to Liz, “how much?” She asked impatiently.

It caught Liz off guard, looks like she hasn’t thought of a price yet, “what about a test run? Don’t you want to see how good he is at treating your feet first?”

“I don’t care, how much?” She asked again.

“Umm… Kiara, it’s an S-tier, those aren’t cheap you know”, Liz stuttered, it was the first time you saw her without her over-confidence mask.

“Just say the price already, gosh”, Kiara said, irritated.

“It’s ten thousand quid”, Liz said.

“That’s a bit steep, don’t you think?” Kiara replied.

“I told you, it’s an S-tier foot slave, purebred American, with good education, and-“

“Ok, ten thousand quid”, Kiara said, handing over a credit card, Liz picked it up, she looked surprised from this deal as well, then she let out her satisfied smirk.

She charged the card in a small device attached to her iPhone, “you can have the aquarium for free”, she told Kiara.

Kiara closed the lid on your aquarium and picked it up, checking you out with a happy smile, on her way out of the room she stopped and looked at the cage with the kids.

“Bloody hell Liz you sell kids too?!” She asked in awe.

“Oh, those aren’t for sale dear”, Liz said and handed her back the credit card, “they are mine”

Kiara made a disappointed face and walked out, taking you home with her as if you were a pet she just bought.

——————

Back in her room, she took you out of the cage and placed you on a pillow in her bedroom, then placed her foot in front of your face.

Like the tamed slave that you are, you immediately started licking it, scrubbing it with your teeth, a thorough treatment just like Liz taught you.

You didn’t want Kiara to be displeased and ask for a refund or anything like that.

She was on her phone, tapping, and she looked serious, like she’s discussing something important.

“Josh”, she suddenly said, you stepped back and looked at her, shaking, afraid she might complain about how you treat her foot.

“We need to talk, I need you for something more important than taking care of my feet”, she explained.

“A-Ah, of course goddess, whatever you need”, you bowed politely again.

“You see me as a goddess, right?” She asked, it sounded sincere, she wasn’t mocking you.

“Yes goddess, of course, why are you-“ you stopped yourself, Liz told you that you aren’t allowed to ask anything, never.

“What? Complete the sentence”, she demanded.

“Sorry goddess, why are you asking me that? Sorry for asking”, you said slowly and blushed.

“How are you with literature?” She asked back, ignoring your question.

“I used to teach literature back in school”, you answered.

“Gosh, you will be just perfect”, she said with a smile.

You gulped, waiting for her to continue explaining, you had no idea what’s this about, she was acting weird in Liz’s place too.

“Josh, you will make a religion for me”, she explained with a smile, “a religion where I’m the goddess, and you will be like my priest or something”.

You didn’t know what to say, it sounded insane, how megalomaniacal is this girl? Still, you nodded, you knew that the moment you break character will probably lead to your death.

“If you will fail me, I’m just going to squish you, like I did with the last one”, she said casually and pointed at her foot.

“I won’t fail you goddess”, you said in fear.

“Good”, she picked you up and placed you on her desk, there was a tiny writing machine, papers, books, even a tiny bible, someone else was using it not that long ago, you looked at everything with a confused face.

“You have 2 weeks”, she said, “I want chantings, prayers, holidays - my birthday is 7th April, I just turned 19 by the way”

“C-Congratulations goddess, that’s wonderful”, you said awkwardly, still trying to understand what exactly she’s asking you to do.

“A complete religion Josh, again, if I won’t like it you are going to die”, she reminded you, like it wasn’t clear already.

You nodded in panic, looking at all the papers.

“I will leave you to it then”, she said with a smile and went away.

You had no idea how to even begin, you practically knew nothing about this girl except how she looks, but you had no choice, so you sat down in front of the machine and started typing.