Daisy Ridley's Foot Slave

Chapter 2 - Surrender

Almost 6 hours had passed, 6 hours of discomfort, agony and fear. Joe found himself naked on his knees, perched upwards with his hands cuffed behind his back. He was wearing a see-through plastic chastity cage, humiliating and painful. It had been put there by Daisy soon after the initial feet-sniffing ordeal. She had offered Joe a choice, either he could leave to go home, never to have contact with her again. Or, he could totally surrender to her demands, following every order without question or hesitation, and he would be rewarded purely with her presence. After difficult internal deliberation, Joe had concluded that this is what he wanted, even if it meant more pain, he would do as Daisy commanded. He was now her slave. He had surrendered his clothing after being led downstairs into the basement, a completely blank room with no features. Daisy had slid the chastity cage over his cock and locked it shut, informing Joe that he was here for her pleasure only. Joe had assumed that part of being Daisy's slave was occasionally getting pleasure himself, but this dream had been crushed. He had no choice to accept as immediately after he was handcuffed.
Joe knelt in the centre of the room, shivering at the chill that hung in the air. Daisy was standing a few feet away, marvelling at her captive. "You're going to stay here for the rest of you're life, you understand that?" Daisy asked. Joe gulped, the seriousness of the situation beginning to hit home. He was regretting his decision but feared he had no exit. He nodded cautiously in response to the question. Daisy strode forwards quickly and slapped Joe hard in the face, leaving his cheek totally numb. "You will address me as Mistress, you understand?" She yelled. Joe instantly replied "yes mistress, sorry".
Daisy held her position a few inches from Joe, his knees already in agony from kneeling on the cold hard floor. Daisy offered out her exposed foot and rubbed it along the underside of Joe's chastity cage. He groaned, what would have been a feeling of pleasure was nothing more than a slight bump as the cage denied him from any skin-on-skin contact. Daisy's sadistic expression returned to her face, she was loving every minute of this. "Please mistress" Joe begged, a feeble attempt. Daisy laughed before turning on the spot and walking back to her original position. "You are nothing more than my slave, you do not get to ask for anything, you simply follow my orders. Before too long you'll be wishing you were dead" She said in a stern tone. Joe began to quiver, what could Daisy possibly do to cause such a reaction. "Stand up" she instructed, a difficult task without his hands to balance himself. With difficulty Joe rose to his feet as Daisy approached him once more, pushing him backwards against the wall. She uncuffed his hands from behind his back, only to cuff them individually above his head to the wall. She did the same thing to his ankles. Joe was in a vulnerable position, arms and legs spread. This was just the start, Daisy attached straps through holes in the wall around Joes knees, thighs, waist, chest and elbows, totally restricting his movement. Finally, she placed a ball gag in his mouth and tied it around his head. "Goodnight Joe" Daisy said before turning the lights off and exiting the room. Joe was now totally terrified, tied up alone in Daisy Ridley's basement with no chance of escape. Her words kept running through his mind all night, "you'll be wishing you were dead".

Joe had no idea of what time it was as he had no access to a window or a clock. He didn't sleep at all the entire night. The position he was restrained in was torture, every strap attached to him was digging in and his joints ached like hell. After what seemed like a lifetime Daisy entered the room and turned on the blinding lights. "You look awful" she remarked. She had changed from her dress and was now wearing a dark coloured dress with a chunky blue belt circling her waist.

She looked even scarier than last night. Daisy grabbed Joe's cage and pulled it, stretching his cock and balls and drawing a yelp from his mouth. She didn't even smile this time, just staring deeply into Joe's eyes, no life at all. To Joe's right was a button, Daisy pressed it and the wall panel he was strapped to slid out from the wall itself before tilting backwards until he was lying flat. Still restrained, he was now horizontal. Daisy perched down on the side of the 'bed' and ran her hand up through Joe's hair. He winced, "open your mouth, it's breakfast time" she informed her captive, removing his gag. Joe did as he was told, holding his mouth wide open. Daisy leaned in and spat into Joe's mouth. He was repulsed by this. It was totally degrading, but he was dehydrated and starving so had no choice but to swallow the spit in one. Daisy spat again, each spitting motion followed by a dirty look, raising her nose in disgust at Joe's willingness to drink her spit. She repeated the action a good twenty times, not even beginning to quench Joe's thirst.

Next, Daisy stood up on the 'bed'. She towered over Joe, glaring down at her slave. She was bare foot so Joe assumed what was coming. Supporting herself with her left leg, Daisy began to smother Joe's face with her right foot. Clearly she hadn't washed her feet since the night before as they were just as revolting. She slid them along his cheeks, forcing her toes up his nostrils and over his eyelids. She forced her way into Joe's mouth, pushing her foot deep down causing Joe to gag. He was in hell. The tears caused by the gagging rand down his face, Daisy smeared them around, adding to the mess by spitting down onto Joe's face. She switched feet and repeated the same action for a good ten minutes, upon the completion of which Daisy stepped off the bed to admire her work. Joe was totally broken, but she was just starting with him. "Don't go anywhere" Daisy instructed before getting up and leaving the room in a hurry. As if Joe could go anywhere.