the cardinal
12-01-2003, 3:40 AM
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the cardinal
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Jenny's Whims - Part IV
by the cardinal
Erin took the spatula from Jenny and gently holding the right big toe in her fingers, started scraping the dirt out from under the toenail. It didn’t take long for both step-mother and daughter to realize this wasn’t going to work. This angle which Erin was sitting just didn’t allow her easy movement of her fingers, and she was more scared of pushing the spatula too far and hurting Jenny. She didn’t think she could bear Jenny’s wrath just yet.
“You are pathetic, bitch!”, Jenny snapped, snatching the spatula from Erin. “This is the last time I’m making this easier for you. From tomorrow, I want you to do this yourself. Now fucking lie down on your back under my feet, and keep that sewer mouth of yours open.”
Erin quickly obeyed her. Laying down flat on her back, she positioned her head so that it was directly under Jenny’s feet. Jenny was sitting up on her bed now, with her heels resting on the edge of the mattress and her toes hanging directly over Erin’s open mouth.
“What good are you to me if I have to scrape the dirt from my toenails myself?”, she asked Erin as she started scraping the week-old gunk from under her long toenails. “I swear if you don’t learn this soon, you’re eating my shit from tomorrow.”
As Jenny scraped, the dirt from under her toenails fell straight into Erin’s open mouth. Erin kept it open, not wanting to swallow till she had enough toe-gunk collected in her mouth to give her a sufficient amount of taste. Jenny was almost done with the fourth toe of her right foot when she noticed that Erin’s tongue was now completely coated with the toenail-dirt. She couldn’t miss the expectant look in Erin’s eyes, and couldn’t help smiling on how easy it all had been.
“Yes bitch, you may swallow,” Jenny ordered.
Erin slowly closed her mouth, savoring each speck of dirt that had remained stuck under Jenny’s toenails for at least a week, soaking in sweat from Jenny’s long toes, reeking of the smell that Erin had balked at in the beginning, but would now fight for if she had to.
Jenny continued scraping under her toenails till she was done with both feet. Erin sat up, and kissed Jenny’s big toe.
“Thank you for letting me eat your toenail-dirt, Miss Jenny”, Erin said, looking at Jenny with pure worship in her eyes.
“You’re gonna have to earn it from tomorrow”, Jenny replied, always the sadist. “Now go fetch me warm water to soak my feet in.” She ordered Erin.
Erin quickly picked up the small basin and rushed to get the warm water. She was back in 2 minutes.
Putting the basin in front of Jenny’s feet, she gently picked up each foot, kissed it on the sole and placed it in the basin. When both feet were fully immersed, Erin sat down by the basin, lovingly rubbing Jenny’s feet in the basin. Jenny picked up her Teen magazine and started leafing through it.
It was after an hour that Jenny put down the magazine, and spoke to her.
“Get your face towel.”
Erin rushed to comply. She came back into Jenny’s bedroom, holding her own face towel.
“Dry my feet”. Jenny’s instructions were self-explanatory.
Erin picked up each foot and proceeded to dry each foot thoroughly. She even separated each of Jenny’s toes to dry the spaces she had so lovingly cleaned. She was thrilled that Jenny had chosen Erin’s face towel to dry her feet. Erin would keep it forever.
When Jenny’s feet were dry, Jenny folded her legs and tucked her feet under herself.
“Get your glass.”
Erin wasn’t sure, but she had some idea of what Jenny intended to make her do. Some idea was all she required as she almost ran to get her glass. Running back, she almost fell at Jenny’s feet with gratitude.
“Fill it up, and keep refilling it till all the water’s gone.” Jenny said, leaving no doubts whatsoever.
Erin gently picked up the basin, being careful not to spill even one drop of the precious foot-basin water. Pouring the water into the glass, she was both surprised and delighted to see that the water was almost dark brown. She put down the basin, and picked the glass up.
“Thank you Miss Jenny”, Erin spoke, looking adoringly at Jenny.
Holding up the glass, Erin could see specks of dirt, skin from Jenny’s soles and heels, and tiny pieces of dead toenail swimming about in the water that had just soaked Jenny’s filthy feet for one hour.
Slowly and steadily, Erin started drinking it all down. She closed her eyes in rapture. As she emptied the contents of the glass in her mouth, she was suddenly sure of what she had been destined for. Jenny’s feet were all that mattered now.
Putting down the empty glass, Erin wasted no time in filling it up again with the dirty foot-bath water. She drank down the second glass too. It took two more refills to empty the basin. The last drink was the best, Erin thought to herself. She loved the way all the solid pieces of foot-dirt, dead skin and toenails sank down to the bottom, and to get through her last glass, Erin had to actually chew while drinking to get it all down. Erin was in love.
Jenny had meanwhile lay down for her nap. Her work was done. She had successfully trained her new step-mother to be her loyal foot-slave.
Good, Jenny thought to herself. I wonder how long she’s gonna take to learn how to paint my toenails holding the brush in her teeth, Jenny wondered as she drifted into sleep.
(the end)
Enjoy!
the cardinal
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Jenny's Whims - Part IV
by the cardinal
Erin took the spatula from Jenny and gently holding the right big toe in her fingers, started scraping the dirt out from under the toenail. It didn’t take long for both step-mother and daughter to realize this wasn’t going to work. This angle which Erin was sitting just didn’t allow her easy movement of her fingers, and she was more scared of pushing the spatula too far and hurting Jenny. She didn’t think she could bear Jenny’s wrath just yet.
“You are pathetic, bitch!”, Jenny snapped, snatching the spatula from Erin. “This is the last time I’m making this easier for you. From tomorrow, I want you to do this yourself. Now fucking lie down on your back under my feet, and keep that sewer mouth of yours open.”
Erin quickly obeyed her. Laying down flat on her back, she positioned her head so that it was directly under Jenny’s feet. Jenny was sitting up on her bed now, with her heels resting on the edge of the mattress and her toes hanging directly over Erin’s open mouth.
“What good are you to me if I have to scrape the dirt from my toenails myself?”, she asked Erin as she started scraping the week-old gunk from under her long toenails. “I swear if you don’t learn this soon, you’re eating my shit from tomorrow.”
As Jenny scraped, the dirt from under her toenails fell straight into Erin’s open mouth. Erin kept it open, not wanting to swallow till she had enough toe-gunk collected in her mouth to give her a sufficient amount of taste. Jenny was almost done with the fourth toe of her right foot when she noticed that Erin’s tongue was now completely coated with the toenail-dirt. She couldn’t miss the expectant look in Erin’s eyes, and couldn’t help smiling on how easy it all had been.
“Yes bitch, you may swallow,” Jenny ordered.
Erin slowly closed her mouth, savoring each speck of dirt that had remained stuck under Jenny’s toenails for at least a week, soaking in sweat from Jenny’s long toes, reeking of the smell that Erin had balked at in the beginning, but would now fight for if she had to.
Jenny continued scraping under her toenails till she was done with both feet. Erin sat up, and kissed Jenny’s big toe.
“Thank you for letting me eat your toenail-dirt, Miss Jenny”, Erin said, looking at Jenny with pure worship in her eyes.
“You’re gonna have to earn it from tomorrow”, Jenny replied, always the sadist. “Now go fetch me warm water to soak my feet in.” She ordered Erin.
Erin quickly picked up the small basin and rushed to get the warm water. She was back in 2 minutes.
Putting the basin in front of Jenny’s feet, she gently picked up each foot, kissed it on the sole and placed it in the basin. When both feet were fully immersed, Erin sat down by the basin, lovingly rubbing Jenny’s feet in the basin. Jenny picked up her Teen magazine and started leafing through it.
It was after an hour that Jenny put down the magazine, and spoke to her.
“Get your face towel.”
Erin rushed to comply. She came back into Jenny’s bedroom, holding her own face towel.
“Dry my feet”. Jenny’s instructions were self-explanatory.
Erin picked up each foot and proceeded to dry each foot thoroughly. She even separated each of Jenny’s toes to dry the spaces she had so lovingly cleaned. She was thrilled that Jenny had chosen Erin’s face towel to dry her feet. Erin would keep it forever.
When Jenny’s feet were dry, Jenny folded her legs and tucked her feet under herself.
“Get your glass.”
Erin wasn’t sure, but she had some idea of what Jenny intended to make her do. Some idea was all she required as she almost ran to get her glass. Running back, she almost fell at Jenny’s feet with gratitude.
“Fill it up, and keep refilling it till all the water’s gone.” Jenny said, leaving no doubts whatsoever.
Erin gently picked up the basin, being careful not to spill even one drop of the precious foot-basin water. Pouring the water into the glass, she was both surprised and delighted to see that the water was almost dark brown. She put down the basin, and picked the glass up.
“Thank you Miss Jenny”, Erin spoke, looking adoringly at Jenny.
Holding up the glass, Erin could see specks of dirt, skin from Jenny’s soles and heels, and tiny pieces of dead toenail swimming about in the water that had just soaked Jenny’s filthy feet for one hour.
Slowly and steadily, Erin started drinking it all down. She closed her eyes in rapture. As she emptied the contents of the glass in her mouth, she was suddenly sure of what she had been destined for. Jenny’s feet were all that mattered now.
Putting down the empty glass, Erin wasted no time in filling it up again with the dirty foot-bath water. She drank down the second glass too. It took two more refills to empty the basin. The last drink was the best, Erin thought to herself. She loved the way all the solid pieces of foot-dirt, dead skin and toenails sank down to the bottom, and to get through her last glass, Erin had to actually chew while drinking to get it all down. Erin was in love.
Jenny had meanwhile lay down for her nap. Her work was done. She had successfully trained her new step-mother to be her loyal foot-slave.
Good, Jenny thought to herself. I wonder how long she’s gonna take to learn how to paint my toenails holding the brush in her teeth, Jenny wondered as she drifted into sleep.
(the end)