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I was helpless and petrified that She would expose me. She then had me take off Her boots, and massage Her feet, lick and suck Her toes. I was in ecstasy but embarrassed and fearful at the same time. She told me that from that day forward that I would be Her foot and bootslave and worship and massage Her feet each day.

 
We settled into a routine, I would kneel and kiss her boots each day and that seemed to suffice. Then one day, I knew that I was in trouble because when my intercom rang for me to go worship Mistress Laylene’s shoes, her sister, Diane, was there with an expectant look on her face. Diane also worked in the building, and with a slight shrug, Laylene told me “you didn’t think that I wouldn’t tell my sister, did you?”

 
And turning to me, Diane said, “Okay, slave get to work!” I was humiliated and enslaved to be Mistress Laylene’s and Mistress Diane’s slave or suffer the consequences at work.

 
Every day, I worshipped both of their shoes, boots, and feet. Then one day, Mistress Laylene informed me that I was also going to be on call 24/7 and get their permission to travel anywhere. To prove their point, one morning about 2:30am, I got a call from Mistress Diane, commanding me to travel to the club She was at and pick up and drive Her home. I was also told that each weekend, I would clean each of their apartments.

The next Saturday, I showed up at 8:00am and saw a note to me commanding me to go into the spare bedroom. Waiting for me, were both Mistress Laylene and Diane. I was ordered to disrobe, and lie on the bed. Mistress Laylene then proceeded to tie my wrists spread-eagle securely to the bedposts, and Mistress Diane was doing the same to my ankles. They gagged and blindfolded me, and left me wondering what was in store for me. Some hours later, or was it minutes, I could hear them returning. I heard laughter but not see what was causing their amusement.

 
I jerked as I felt one then the other touch me. One touch was a caress, the next was a pinch of my nipples. Next think I felt was a cold steel……..and then to my horror I heard a click of a lock snapping shut.

 
Mistress Laylene then whispered into my ear, “Mistress Diane and I have decided to make this arrangement permanent. You will no longer have an identity, your name will be simply slave. Both Diane and I will move into Your house…right now, a dungeon is being constructed in My new basement and that is where you will live when not serving us. You will be keep in permanent chastity and we both will brand our ownership marks on our slave. Oh, by the way slaveboy, I tendered your resignation, and now you will manifest your destiny of being a slave to two beautiful Woman!”

 
What a wonderful story from a wonderful pet.

 
Come see how you can worship Me.

 
Goddess Laylene

 
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