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The next stage in slaves training procedure was exhausting electric playing with them and their nipples. Jen then spoke up. "You have such beautiful lips. They look so cute wrapped around my toe like that. Did Nikki mention we have moved to the middle of nowhere? Oh, and in case you get any ideas, one of us will always be here to torment you. But first things first, as I said before we are now lesbians, so having a naked man around just won't do. Nikki?" Now, let us tell you a little bit about your new life" Nikki said smiling while Jens toe was still in my mouth. "Because you didn't want either of us, you will never get either of us. What you will get is our dirty feet, every day, night, morning, and any other time we choose, every day, for the rest of your life" We grew from kids to teenagers and while my life and that of my other brother continued on a fairly normal route towards establishing careers and buying our first homes, Alan started to stray from the path. He had always been such a happy boy, the joker of the class and always smiling, with a huge affection for animals. In many ways, he was quite gullible but we always put it down to his sensitive and caring nature. These are to make sure you don't try to escape. You will eat one of these every day. They are not sleeping pills like the ones you took, they will make you completely weak and docile. We don't want you ever trying to escape; you will be here forever as a foot slave to both of us, and these will make sure you don't have the energy to try to escape from your bonds. You will never have sex with us, though. That's the fun part, for us, not you" they both laughed.

He ate a salad with his hands, laughed inappropriately and too loudly and was not in very good shape physically. He had missing teeth and the few he had left were rotten, and he was extremely gaunt with greying skin. Never refuse to do a task I tell you to no matter how gross, embarrassing, or weird it is. Even if it ruins your reputation or could get you into legal trouble, you gladly take that risk. You always do as you are told. I know now, though, that life is never that simple and uncomplicated, but not for one minute could I have envisaged the way our lives would change beyond anything we could ever truly understand. As Alan was led into the pub, it took every ounce of energy I could muster to stop myself falling to my knees and sobbing. That is not how I wanted him to remember the reunion – I wanted it to be a happy occasion; a new and positive start. So, instead, as I held him in my arms, my face crumpled into his shoulder. I never wanted to let him go again. These were the last girls I wanted to see. They had both separately shown interests in me in the past few weeks and I had snubbed them both. Jennifer was crazy, and a bit too chubby for me, and so was Nikki plus she had short hair and I just wasn't in to that. They sat on my couch and told me they were waiting for my roommate. Whatever, I thought, as long as they were gone before the pills took effect.If there is something your goddess doesn't approve of such as a habit, you must break that habit. Your goddess has good intentions for her precious little foot boy. You are going to be our little slave bitch" Nikki laughed. I sat there on my knees groggy while the two evil women stood in front of me. That is ; only if you are enticed enough to type the Link - into your Favorite search Engine --------> If you would like to do that .

But by the time he was 25, the sightings had stopped. There was the odd rumour had moved to Brighton, but, in reality, none of us had any idea. In January last year, Alan agreed to come and live with us. I yearned to mother him, to give him a life he had missed out on, but I had to respect his need for independence and accept his way of living. He still drank too much and his learning disabilities meant he had many childlike attributes – he would laugh nervously and get very excitable. After listening to this hypno session, you will be an obedient (gay)foot slave of Master Matt, also known as Dutchfoot46. Always treat me like a beautiful perfect goddess. You should be extremely grateful that I chose YOU to be my foot slave. Every morning when you wake up and every night before bed, you will worship my feet no matter how tired you are.The Rooneys themselves lived a life of luxury in palatial homes, holidaying in Barbados and driving high-performance cars, using drugs, alcohol and violence to entrap their victims. Judge Timothy Spencer QC told the head of the family, Martin Rooney Senior, that the gulf between the lives of his relations and their workers was “akin to the gulf between medieval royalty and the peasantry”. He said the victims had been “stripped of dignity and humanity, and confined to a life of drudgery” that they had no way of escaping.

It was a nice july morning. Lukas (17 years old) sat in school. It was the last day before summer break. He sat beside Hannah (18 years old). During the year they came closer. Not being in love but becoming good friends. Lukas didn't know what was going to happen today. Two months after that first phone call, we finally got to see him. My husband and I, along with Mum and our other brother, drove to a pub for the meeting. It was an agonising journey. My stomach churned the whole way and all I could do was gently grip Mum’s hand – none of us had any idea what to expect.My orgasms always come first. I decide when and if you get to cum. Remember, your purpose is to please and serve me. If at any moment I embarrass, humiliate, and expose you for being the submissive little foot freak that you are, you don't complain about it. I thought my heart would break, and I felt an overwhelming guilt for not trying to search for my brother sooner. But despite our regrets, Alan never appeared to hold it against us. However, we soon learned that his easy-to-love persona masked problems. Not long after having the whooping cough vaccine at four, Alan had started having seizures. Consequently, his education suffered and, despite Mum’s desperate pleas to health professionals that Alan had been left with mild learning difficulties, she was told she was being over-anxious and there was nothing wrong.

As a weak homo, your destiny is to become an instrument, My personal tool. For the dumber slaves out there, that means you will only live to serve, tribute and trying hard to please ME. And you will enjoy it because I am what you've always wanted. So this is a dream coming true.As she said it Jen started snipping the scissors near my nether region. At the same time Nikki moved her dirty foot near my mouth. "You have a choice. Either start cleaning it with your dirty tongue or lose your manhood" The judge at the trial of 11 family members, Timothy Spencer QC, described their behaviour as “chilling in their mercilessness”.