Chapter 14: Hard Work

“What have I done?”

That was the question that I repeated constantly in my mind. How could I act in that way in front of my cousin? How I could humble myself so much in front of my biggest rival? I knew that my choice to become the slave of my aunt would change my life, but now that also Kaley was involved, I was absolutely certain that nothing would ever be the same again. And how could it be the same after what I had done? How could I compete for the most important role in a school play against my cousin, when it would have sufficed a snap of her fingers to prevent me from participating, just like her mother had done with the audition? How could I be the leader of my team if one of my underlings could force me to obey her every order? No, nothing would ever be the same but maybe there was still hope...

Kaley did not seemed to me very convinced of the strange situation that she had to face, she had certainly understood that something had happened between her mother and me, although maybe she was not yet fully aware of how strange and deepen our relationship was. My cousin certainly enjoyed to give me orders, to treat me like her little dog, she had loved to have her rival, on her knees, licking her feet and, perhaps, not even in her dreams she would have imagined to inflict to me such a big humiliation. Despite everything, however, I had noticed her hesitations, her embarrassment hidden behind her laughters. Aunt Emma had been very smart to make me submit to her daughter that way, but maybe she had not reckoned with the personality of Kaley. Mother and daughter could be mistaken for twins, they were so similar, but people, in the end, are all different, and my only hope to continue to have a normal life was tiny, I was hoping in fact that Kaley was not able to withstand such a situation, that she had not so dominant nature as that of her mother.

If my cousin had disapproved of the relationship that existed between her mother and me, probably it would have made impossible for me to continue to serve my Mistress who would not have risked losing her daughter because of me. I did not know how I would react to the impossibility of staying with my aunt, I did not know if I would have been more able to have a normal life. By now, I was certain that it would be impossible for me to have a relationship with a boy, there were too many clues that proved my attraction to women. But I would be able to have a simple relationship with another girl, without all those weird fantasies that filled my mind which made me more and more excited? It would be enough for me to go to the movies, kissing a girl on the couch and all the other things that lovers do, or I would have to look for a new Mistress?

I tried not to think too much about that future so distant and uncertain, and putting aside my fears, I knocked on the door of my aunt’s house. When I had returned home the previously evening, Aunt Emma had written to me that I should have come back to her the next day. She did not write anything else and as response I wrote only:

- As you wish Madame -

After a few seconds the door opened and I saw the stunning body of my cousin who invited me to enter with a nod. She did not say a word and I did the same. I followed her into the living room, with my eyes fixed on her pretty ass. Kaley was elegantly dressed and looked like it was about to go out. The sound of the heels of her ankle boots kept echoing in my head as I walked into the living room, seeing my aunt who sat on the couch, also her elegantly dressed. While Kaley began to look for something in her purse, I stood in the middle of the room and I said timidly:

- Good morning Aunt -

Aunt Emma looked at me for a moment, then I saw a grin on her face and a moment later she said:

- That’s how you was taught to greet your Mistress? Get down on your knees, slave -

I immediately blushed, by now there were no more secrets. I watched my cousin for a while to see her reaction to the words of my aunt, but Kaley was still busy rummaging in her purse and she did not seem to follow the conversation. I did not lose any more time, and I went over to the couch, bowing at the feet of my aunt and began to kiss her high heels, saying:

- Good morning, Madame. Your slave is at your service -

My aunt giggled and, between a kiss and the other, I looked again toward my cousin and I noticed that she continued to rummage in the purse but more than once I saw her look, curious, in our direction. My aunt, once again, caught my attention, patting on my head and when I stopped my kissing and I looked at her face, she said:

- Kaley and I will have a dinner with the film’s director. Meanwhile we’re out, you’ll have to do the chores that I have written on this list. Be careful, you have to hand wash our underwear, our socks too. I’m sure that you’ll have fun, in fact, you also have permission to sniff them but I absolutely forbid you to touch yourself. I think that there is no need to tell you that if I were to find out that you have disobeyed my orders you will be severely punished. Did you understand everything, slave? -

-Yes Madame - I answered weakly

- Well, I’ll see you this evening- said Aunt Emma, getting up.

I saw the woman approach her daughter who, without saying a single word, turned and left the room. Her mother did the same and a moment later, they were gone. I stay motionless for five minutes, still on my knees, almost as if I was paralyzed by what had just happened. By now there was no doubt that mother and daughter had discussed the matter, Aunt Emma had definitely told to Kaley in minute detail as I had become her slave, as my inexplicable passion for her feet had made me completely lose the light of reason. If my aunt had treated me that way in front of her daughter, then Kaley must have accepted the situation, even if she still lived it with a bit ‘of embarrassment. But I had no doubt, however, that my cousin would get used soon and that she would have taken completely control of my life.

I tried not to get distracted by all those thoughts that crowded my mind and I began to read the list of chores that was on the table. Resigned to spend the day as a maid, I decided to go to the basement where there was the laundry and I began to hand wash the underwear of my aunt and my cousin. The pile of the dirty clothes was huge but when I began to sniff the first pair of socks, which certainly belonged to my aunt, I thought that, eventually, Aunt Emma was right, I would have enjoyed it. I sniffed a sock after the other, trying to figure out the difference between the socks of my aunt, and those of my cousin. After washing all the socks, I began with their panties and I sniffed them with even more intensity. At one point I was so excited that I started licking the crotch area of a pair of panties of Kaley that were so wet that she must have removed them just before leaving. I licked and licked, tasting a flavor that was a mix of sweat and pee drops. When I realized what I was doing I plunged the panties into the water and I hid my face in my hands, bursting into tears.