Friendzone to Slavezone - part 17

Lior kept teasing you, mocking you again and again for throwing away your life just to prove your love to her, she also kept telling you about her plans for your money once you are finally officially becoming her property. It seems like she is enjoying it even more than feeling you squirmed beneath her foot.

Most of the time you had the stringed collar on, and you had to kiss and lick her feet.

One day she brought a small makeup mirror and said “I’ve been thinking about it and you haven’t seen yourself in almost a year”

She placed the mirror in front of you, you couldn’t recognise yourself…

You were maybe half the weight you were when you first got here, you were literally bones and skin, your skin was pale and wrinkled.
It had blue and purple marks from hits and pressures, your nose wasn’t straight, this is how it recovered from the first months when Lior stepped on you and crushed it.
Probably because of bad nutrition, your hair didn’t look so good, it was also pale, same for your beard.

You got closer to the mirror but your collar stopped you from getting to it, you fell down and sat on the table you were placed on.

“What have you done to me…” you cried.

“What? Don’t you like your makeover?” She giggled

“I’m.. not even a human… even if I get out of here I’ll never be able to return to myself” you sobbed

“What do you mean getting out of here? You belong to me, you are never getting out of here” she was annoyed by your comment

You couldn’t take it anymore
“Lior, this is inhuman, I… I want my life back” you stammered while sobbing.

“Your pathetic life back? You were always drooling and tried to get my attention, you had absolutely no purpose, I mean you got rich as hell by luck and what have you done with your money? All you’ve done is to try and impress me, taking me to trips around the world and buying me gifts, instead of doing something for yourself”

“Because I loved.. love you..” you quickly fixed your sentence and lied, trying not to get too honest here.

“So what? Now you have purpose, my feet’s condition were never better, you make me happy by being my slave more than you made me as a friend, isn’t that what you always wanted? To make your goddess happy?”

“Not like this, listen, you can have all my money - seriously, I couldn’t care less, you can have everything I have just let me go, you’ll never hear from me again I swear to you”

“Oh.
Well that’s not happening” she said in a cold tone, it’s clear that she is very irritated by what you say.

“Please, if our friendship ever meant anything to you, let me have my life back”

She was pissed, she left you and went to her room, she came back holding the keychain cage, “G you are an ungrateful piece of shit, I’m letting you live as ashes to my feet and you dare to complain, you are going into this cage to think and contemplate your behaviour”

She grabbed and shoved you in the cage.

“Your life back? This is your life, you are mine!”

“I’m a human being! I’m not an object! Please!!!”

She threw the cage on the sofa and angrily went to her room.
You hit the bars hard and moaned in pain, this is getting out of control… she truly believes that degrading you to dirt is something good to you, how could you miss that she is such a megalomaniac crazy bitch… talking to her like that was a mistake, you should have just kept acting all grateful until the inspection.


After a few hours Lior came out of her room wearing swimsuit, she stood near the sofa then raised her foot and stepped forcefully on the cage, smashing it into the soft fabric of the sofa, you started to hear the bars creeks, it got you scared - if this cage can’t hold it you’ll just crush to death.

“Kiss it! Kiss my sole and tell me you are sorry”

You screamed that you are sorry but you knew she couldn't even hear you from here. You pushed your face in between the bars and kissed the pressing foot, you tried to do it as strongly as possible so she would feel it.

After maybe a minute she released the pressure, placed her foot back to the floor and picked you up so you were in front of her face, “Are you sorry?” She said in a firm tone

“Yes goddess! Yes I’m sorry, I’m so sorry”

“Are you happy being my slave?”

“Yes, happiest I’ve ever been, thank you goddess” you quickly said, you’ll say anything just to make her stop this torment, you felt like few more steps like that and this keychain cage gadget that was probably made in china would just break and you’ll be crushed inside

“Good slave, and for the rest of your life all you want is to lick my feet, correct?”

“Yes goddess, nothing else”, tears started forming in your eyes.

“Good”

She opened the cage and dropped you on the coffee table, then she sat down and placed her feet in front of you, you immediately started licking them as she sat and texted on her phone.

After a short while Lior said “well I’m going to a beach party, I might come back with some friends so take this time to rest, I want you at full energy when I return, you’ll have a lot of feet to lick”

Lior detached the string from your collar and left you on the table, grabbed a purse and a towel and went out.

You sat there, thinking of how you looked in that mirror, it started to sink in that your life is over, no matter what happens next…
Even if Hila will come as a supervisor in the last inspection and she will actually help you get to normal size, you’ll never return to your normal form, your body is ruined, and let’s leave the physical issues aside, how will you mentally ever get back to yourself after this sick experience? You’ll never trust anyone else, you’ve seen so many psychotic girls in your time here, it feels like every woman in this world have a dark side that enjoys crushing and torturing tiny men…

But Hila isn’t like that actually, and even if she was you would have gladly be her slave for the rest of your life, her feet’s dead skin was the most nutritioned food you had since you got here, and her sweat tasted and smell far better than anyone else that was here… You wish that it was somehow possible, that maybe instead of going back to your life just be her foot slave, life will be easier that way… not need to worry about anything, to let her provide and keep her happy… It will be so much easier than going back to your life after this terrible year…

But what are you even thinking about? It can’t happen, what you want doesn’t matter, you are on the verge of becoming Lior’s property, having the same rights as a random object she has, and you can’t blame anyone but yourself.

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End of part 17