My friends did tell me that I’m too professional, that I needed to “get out more”, at the age of 21 you’d expect me to be a girl fawned over by guys, it’s not that I’m not pretty or cute, I just never show up, I work alot, and study alot, so it goes without saying that my life isn’t where I want it to be romantically.
I stood Infront of the mirror, double checking how I look, my blonde hair in a pony tail, my white buttoned up sleeveless shirt complimenting my red skirt, thigh height really well, along with red high heels, encapsulating my red toes and red nails, I don’t usually dress like this, but I wanted to make a commitment this year, to be prettier and more available.
I headed out and in 20 minutes I made it to his house, we spoke on tinder, I did say I’m going to get out more, but let’s start with baby steps.
His name was Charles, he was a part time worker at a local clothing shop, sales assistant, it’s not the most impressive, but I’m not looking for flashy and impressive.
I knocked on his door, double checking and fixing my outfit until he opened and smiled
“Heyy, right on time Maya” he said, while coming in for a hug
I smiled and hugged back
“It’s very good to see you Charles, I must say, the pics don’t do you justice” I giggled, ofcourse he didn’t look much different than the pics, but I figured this would put him in a compliment high, feeling more comfortable.
He let me in, his apartment on the second floor of a building looking quite basic, a 1 bedroom apartment with a salon and a detached kitchen.
“I’m just finishing up the snacks, please have a seat I’ll be right there” he said while walking away, pointing to the couch, I approached the couch, and sat down, putting my purse aside, and looking around.
I kept glancing at the furniture until my eye looked down to the right of the couch, right there you can see a humanoid figure, I looked closely and sure enough it was a girl.
A blonde girl, kneeling on all fours, as if she was prostrating, her neck collared and a metal leash attached to her neck and the wall.
Her body covered in red and purple lines, as if she was whipped, or beaten. Her nails have traces of manicure, but are chipped away, she didn’t look up so I couldn’t see her face, I didn’t know if she was sleeping or not. I felt scared at the moment, not knowing what to think, I was also VERY intrigued by this, who was she, what was she doing.
Charles walked in, placing a couple bowls infront of me, and 2 glasses of water.
“Here we go, don’t be shy now, I know we agreed to a movie and dinner, but snacks are part of the movie” he said then laughed. I giggled, trying not to focus on what I just saw, as he didn’t address it, so I didn’t want to make a rash decision on how to act.
He started the movie and ate snacks occasionally, I almost totally forgot what I saw, until I heard the shackles of a metal leash, I glanced towards the girl with my eyes, and I saw her crawling towards him, she lifted her face and I saw traces of dried mascara on her cheeks, she has been crying.
She made it Infront of him, and started unbuckling his belt, my eyes shot round, was she really going to do this, Infront of me?
I tried looking away but was surprised and frightened by a loud thundering crack, I looked at him and noticed he just whipped her with a riding crop he he has in his right hand
The crack made me shift in my seat and look at them, and I noticed Charles noticed this, and addressed the situation.
“Sorry, she’s embarrassed, so she’s not putting effort IN HER SUCKING” he shouted as he whipped her back again, causing her to flinch and bend her back away from it, she sped up, and got his dick out, then immediately started sucking it, no hand on his cock, just her mouth.
She was met with another whip, causing her eyes to swell up slightly, and started to suck faster, trying hard to amuse him.
I finally found the courage and looked at him
“Umm what is going on here?” I asked curiously.
“She’s sucking my cock” he said dismissively.
I looked at him annoyed, rephrasing my question.
“Who is she?”
“She’s my slave, she’s not very trained tho, she’s fairly new” he said.
“Umm do you .. need privacy, I can leave” I said, while trying to look away.
“Umm no no it’s fine, if she does a better job .. CRACK .. she would finish the job in the next minute or .. CRACK .. she knows what happens” he said while cracking the whip, making her try her best.
I try to look away, but my ear kept ringing with cracks and whips, along with slurping noises.
5 minutes passed, the girl was still slurping, her eyes dried, no more tears left to shed, and her back now covered with all new purple marks.
I felt sad and bad for the girl, she would’ve done a better job if she was encouraged instead of this, but saying something would be out of the question for now.
“Maya, could you be a doll and grab me that towel on the table?” he asked me, lifting his feet and looking at it, realizing that his feet and the floor have been covered in her spit.
“umm sure” I said, I got up, and went to get the towel hearing cracks and slurps on my way there, I grabbed the towel and went back, then suddenly, he extended his food, and lifted the sole so that his heel was on the floor, his leg extended, and his sole above the floor.
“just give it a few taps with the towel” he said, I looked at him, then slowly knelt down, putting both knees on the floor, then tapped the towel against his foot a couple of times, I went all around it, trying to get the spit off.
“don’t forget between my toes, hold my foot with your other hand and really get in there”
I look at his foot, the tapping spread the spit to the places.
“but then I’d get spit all over my fingers” I said, looking at him.
“oh it’s just some spit, you’ll wash it off when you’re done” he gestured looking at his slave.
I looked in disgust, then slowly put my fingers in areas with no spit, he moved his foot suddenly and my fingers got covered in spit, I dried them off with the towel, and held his foot again, running the towel in between his toes, rubbing hard, my fingers now covered in her spit and what I assume is his sweaty toe sweat.
I finished cleaning his foot then looked at him.
“ummm it’s all done” I said.
“keep going, I can feel my foot is a bit dirty” he said
I looked at his foot, unable to see where the dirt is, I ran the towel again, covering all the places I had already done, and giving more attention to his toes, my fingers now completely smell like his foot.
15 minutes pass again, and I put the towel down, then look at him and say the same thing
he looked at me
“keep going I’ll let you know when you’re done”
I looked down at his foot, then woke up from the day dream by a loud crack to his slave, I immediately started rubbing the towel on his foot
30 minutes passed, my fingers began going numb 10 minutes ago
“thank you Maya, I think my foot is clean, can you run the towel on the floor, there seems to be alot of spit”
I looked at the floor, and noticed the slave, sweating and dropping spit from his balls to the floor, I crawled over, or was one step away, and I ran the towel.
“you’re so far you can’t see the floor if it’s clean, get closer” he told me
my upper body leaned over and my elbows hit the floor, staying on all fours as I can see the light reflect off the floor, suddenly I felt pressure on my lower back, I looked up, and noticed his foot stretched and resting on my back, using me like a foot stool as his slave sucks his cock.
I cleaned the floor and looked up, my hair now has traces of spit and sweat on the tips
“the floor .. is umm … clean”
“that’s great Maya, this bitch is going to … make me .. CUM” he said, as he held her hair in his hand and forced her throat to deeply take his cock, he began shooting his load inside, but she wasent fast enough to swallow and his load dropped on her chest, her thighs, and on the floor near me, the second shot hit her throat and deflected on my head, his load now slowly going down my hair
“OMG” I shouted as I felt scared by the unexpected liquid
she finally finished, she gave his cock a final suck to clean it from the remaining cum, then he grabbed her hair and pushed her away, cracked the crop right across her back
“cmon slave, position” he said, the girl immediately turned on all fours, her ass pointing towards him, legs spread, causing her holes to be visible, and her forehead touching the floor, and her back slightly lifted, he lifted his head right leg, and let it drop on her back, resting with his two feet on girls.
the cum on my hair now slowly falling, the towel on my hand being very dirty and with no alternative, I couldn’t remove it with my bare hand
“ummm can I get a towel?” I asked
his eyes where closed as if he was asleep
“shhhhh, I need to rest a bit” he said, and didn’t move, his cock still out and his foot still on my and the girls back, the girl facing away with her holes towards him, and me, still dressed, my face facing his cock and his foot on my lower ass, very close to my ass.
We stayed this way for atleast 20 minutes with no movement or sound, the cum stain on my hair now dripping on my face and the floor.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/woe3a5/the_tinder_date_ch_1_degradation_humiliation