Brainwashed

9-shoes

Annalise woke up to the sound of the bedroom door opening. She blinked awake, as her cage door was pulled open.

She felt her leash being disconnected from the bar of the cage. "Come here, pup." Her mistress said. Dazed, Annalise crawled out of the cage. She kneeled at the feet of her mistress.

"Awww, is my little slave still sleepy?" Asked Lexi, as she crouched down in front of the smaller girl. Keeping her eyes downcast, she leaned into the hand her mistress set on her cheek. All she wanted was to go back to sleep. "That's too bad, I have a job for my slave girl to do." Tightening her hold on Annalise's leash, she began to walk the girl out of her bedrooms down the stairs. She was taken into the living room, where there was a line of Lexi's shoes waiting.

  "You're going to lick clean every one of my shoes." She tells me, "while you serve as my footrest, of course. I wouldn't want you to forget your place."

"Yes mistress." Annalise said. Her back was aching from the uncomfortable position she was forced to sleep in, along with the fact she had served as a footrest for half her time as a slave already. Nevertheless she got on her hands and knees in front of the couch and felt her mistresses chunky black boots on the back of her neck, forcing her head down.

She picked up the first pair of shoes—a pair of running sneakers that had clearly been used for years. They were covered in dirt.

"Mistress.." Annalise said quietly.

"What, slave?"

"May I please use water instead of my tongue? I do not want to fall ill and risk not being able to serve you."

"You will use your tongue, mutt." Her boot pressed down harder on the girls neck and she winced. "Now put that tongue to good use. You have four hours while I do work to clean all of the shoes intricately, and I will be inspecting them. So get to it."

"Yes mistress. Thank you for allowing me to clean your shoes."

"Mmm." Was all Lexi said.

With her mistresses foot pressing down hardly on her neck, a reminder of who was in charge of her body, mind and soul, Annalise stuck her pink tongue out and licked the side of the shoe. The dirt accumulated on her tongue as she kept licking, and it was getting to a point where she was just putting dirt back onto it, so she forced herself to swallow the dirt to make sure her tongue was clean. She continued to lick the shoe, her mistresses large and heavy foot never moving from her delicate neck, while the other lounged on her back.

After half an hour once she was done with that shoe, she felt her mistress move both her feet to her neck and cross her ankles, forcing her face almost down to the floor. She turned her head awkwardly to lick the side of the next shoe, now indifferent to the fact she was licking and swallowing dirt.

"Perhaps one day I will test that tongue out on my bare feet," Lexi said, "would you like that, puppy?"

"Yes mistress. It would be an honour to touch your divine feet." Annalise didn't even realise she said the words, they just rushed out of her as though someone was controlling her. She was no more than a puppet on a string, and Lexi was the puppeteer.

Lexi laughed at her response, "yes it would be."

Annalise continued to diligently lick the shoes, sucking extra stubborn spots. She was disgusted by the bottoms of the shoes, but she forced herself to lick everything in order to please her mistress.

Four hours passed. Lexi had moved her boots from the girls neck but it still hurt.

"I have licked clean all of your shoes." Annalise said tiredly.

She felt a shock to her neck and squealed.

"You will address me properly!"

"I have finished cleaning your shoes, M-mistress." Annalise corrected, beginning to shake.

Lexi kicked the girl away, pushing her onto her back on the floor. Annalise was relieved by the temporary respite, then saddened by the force her mistress kicked her away with, like she was disgusted by her.

"Who knew my former best friend would be so good at cleaning my shoes?" Lexi said. "I should've made you submit earlier."

"It would have been an honour, mistress."

"Awww, is my poor little slave hurt from serving as my loyal foot rest?" Lexi teased as she noticed the position her slave had taken.

"Yes, mistress. Please allow me a moment to rest."

"Come and lay with your legs and chest beneath the couch, pet. All I want to see is your face."

Annalise quickly got onto all fours again and crawled with her body under the tall couch, with only her small face sticking out.

"I will give you a small treat." Lexi said with a sinister smile.