Tisha walks into the room and Daphne is floored by her beauty. She is tall, lean and very muscular. Not bulky but a lot of muscle definition. She is wearing black tight spandex pants that stop at her calves and running shoes and a tight white t-shirt. She drops her massive duffel bag fullof her clothes and other supplies on the bed next to a window. Daphne see her smile at her and she melts. She thinks maybe she will appreciate having another woman serve her without being too brutal about it. But how can she bring it up? Tisha shakes Daphne's hand and they introduce each other. Tisha is almost a foot taller than Daphne and this adds to Daphne's submissive feelings. When Tisha explains she was there on a scholarship for Track and Field and runs every day it explains her phenomenal shape. Daphne has urges to get on her knees and kiss her feet right then and there but she needs to be careful when exposing herself to new people as she found out in high school.
Tisha actually had planned a run as soon as she got settled in so Daphne seized the opportunity to let Tish go for her run and if its alright she'll unpack everything for her. Tisha thought it was weird but also very nice and she could always change anything she didn't like. Tisha went on that run and left Daphne putting away all her belongings. She didn't notice Tisha had another huge duffel bag full of more clothes outside the door and ran out of room to put everything in the dresser and closet. She thought maybe she should be a good roommate and let Tisha have both closets and dressers since she was hoping she would end up her slave anyway. She ended up using all the closet space and dressers on Tisha's things and still had her bags packed on her bed. She had just finished when Tisha burst in the door breathing heavy and soaked in sweat. She sat on her bed and Daphne brought her a glass of water and dropped to her knees and said "Let me help you with those shoes."
As Daphne grabbed for one of her feet Tisha stopped you, "Hold on...Daphne is it? You don't have to do that my feet get pretty nasty after I run and I don't even make the men deal with my feet after I run. Unless they were really bad. You are a sweet girl I'll take care of it from here don't worry." Daphne panics a little wanting to do it but not wanting to look desperate. She says "Tisha I have something to tell you....I kinda like being submissive to other women. I know its weird but I almost get jealous when I see a male worshiping a female. I don't blame you if you hate me and want to move out but please don't tell anyone else. I just went through a terrible experience in high school."
She sounded pathetic and Tisha was trying to take it all in. Girls weren't submissive they just weren't. The immediate disgust and anger went away and Tisha began thinking it may be nice to have a girl slave around to do her errands and massage her aching body after practices. She asks "So you really want to be my slave?" "Oh yes Tisha very much." "Take my shoe off and the sock and don't say another word." Daphne was extremely excited and untied the laces of the sneaker and pulled it off her foot and pulled off the most sweat soaked ankle sock she ever saw. Tisha knew her feet stunk after runs and if Daphne wanted to be a slave she would let her know what she was in for immediately. She leaned back on the bed and lifted her barefoot and pushed it into Daphne's face. Daphne stayed there on her knees with the hot stinky foot against her face. The sole of Tisha'a barefoot was pale compared to her darker complexion and it was also longer than Daphne's face that it practically covered all Daphne's facial features. Daphne never smelled a foot this bad. This was the worst foot smelling experience she ever had and she was letting it happen to be her roommates slave.
The foot was covered in sweat and now Daphne's face was also drenched in foot sweat. Tisha knew how gross her feet were but was starting to have fun watching another girl submit to her. "How's my foot smell slave girl?" "It smells great Princess Tisha." Tisha laughed at the sound of the girl speaking into the bottom of her foot and the discussed there future in that position. "I'm glad you like the smell of my sweaty feet because your going to have to take care of them a lot if you want to be my slave. I'm still not sure why you want to do this but I always wondered how it would be to have a female slave."
"I will be the best slave you ever had Princess."
"Hahaha. Princess I like that. I like you on your knees talking into my foot like a freak. You really want to spend the year like this?" There was a moment and Daphne said "Yes Princess, I'd love spending the year serving you." Tisha laughed again as her lips and voice tickled her foot. "Alright then. Slave I own you for the next year and you will be an obedient slave girl or I will tell the whole school about your pathetic need to serve other girls." Daphne replies still having this girls sweaty foot against her face "Yes princess but may I please call my mother and tell her I'm okay and everything is settled at school." Tisha said "of course you can. Take your phone out of your pocket and I'll dial the number for you. We are going to keep it on speaker phone and when your mom is speaking I want you licking my foot."
Tisha laughed at how ridiculous this would be and maybe Daphne would back out but she reached in her pocket and handed Tisha the phone. Tisha found her mom's number and put it on speaker and handed it back to her new slave and watched the humiliating show. Daphne felt actually reluctant to put her tongue on the awful smelling flesh against her face but she wanted to serve Tisha and be her slave and would do anything to be that for her. Her mom says hello and Daphne speaks into Tisha's foot and says hello back. Daphne has been smelling Tisha's raunchy foot for almost 10 minutes before the call and wasn't feeling so good. Now she had put her tongue out and tasted the salty smelly skin of her Masters foot. It was horrible. Trying to talk with her mother smelling and licking her roommates foot and Tisha was not quiet about it. She would laugh and say "lick!" If she didn't lick fast enough while her mom was talking. After 5 minutes the phone call is over. Tisha doesn't seem to ever want to take her foot off her little slaves face and said "How did you like the taste of my foot slave?"
Daphne lied "I loved it Princess." "Good, cause you'll be licking them every day. I guess I just treat you like a male from now on." She shoved Daphne's face back with her foot and decided.....
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