Their Prisoner 13 – Nejire Hado END Intro Since the time of your first capture, there has been a massive change in the structure of the world. Himiko proved that all males are incapable of independent thought and that all they are good for is being used as foot slaves. The countless positive feedback from girls who have tried you out in the past point to her theory being correct. The new law has been in place for a couple of weeks– all boys were stripped of their rights and given to girls to be used in whatever way they desired. Story Himiko: "You should be proud. You're the very first prototype foot slave." Your owner – Mirko – took you out to a pub. All the girls who have participated in the research are celebrating their success. Each one has a footboy of their own now. They all wore shock collars which the girls didn't hesitate to use. You've only now realized how well broken you've become – you'll obediently follow every order, no hesitation in your mind. Whatever is demanded of you, no matter how disgusting you find it – in your mind, all females are superior and deserve to be obeyed. Nejire: "My, he's so well broken. I wish mine were already pre-trained. But I guess there is joy in training your slave from the beginning. Those foot puppy training schools are only just opening, and places are limited. That is why I  invited you, my friends! I'd like you to help me with my newly opened foot slave training facility – the foot slave prototype would be perfect for showing the dumb slaves how they should behave." The girls like the idea. Mirko agreed to lend you out to Nejire. There's no human staff at the pub – only slave boys worked here, supervised by superior female overseers. The pub slaves are collared and naked. Some are muzzled with old, stinky shoes or smelly socks. They get shocked whenever their performance is subpar. One of the boys spills the drinks due to the shock he receives. The overseer kicks him in the balls to teach him a lesson. You know your place now; no matter what you are subjected to, you always carry out your orders perfectly. Or at least, that's what you'd like to think – sometimes you still get punished. Sometimes the girls just like taking out their stress on you – it's not necessarily that you've done something wrong. They use you for their pleasure – whatever it may be. Nejire: "Hey, Mirko, I haven't tried out the prototype slave yet. I wouldn't mind him showing my useless foot slave how it should be done." That's how you're serving Nejire now – demonstrating your superior toe-sucking skills to her unskilled foot slave. He gets smacked a few times. You swirl your tongue around each of her oddly shaped toes. They taste like gunk and salt; you love them. She's so happy with you that she even lets you shave a couple of sniffs of her stinky sock. If you were a dog, you'd be wagging your tail now. The next day, it's the grand opening day of the training centre. You are kneeling before Nejire – greedily lapping at her greasy, sweaty foot. It's the hottest day of the year, making the foot extremely stinky, but you love it. Recently, you've always had a hard-on. Sometimes they let you have it as long as you don't cum – you usually have a cock ring attached. Sometimes they jerk you off, whichever option pleases them more. Occasionally, your balls get busted as it amuses some girls. Nejire nudges you with her other foot, urging you to stop sucking and turn around. When you do, a sweat-drenched foot is possessively placed on your head. You have a good look at the new foot slaves. You're proud to notice that they all wear chastity belts while you are allowed to have a hard-on. You feel smug about yourself. Nejire: "Take a good look at this loser! This is the very first foot slave! When we're finished moulding your pathetic asses into perfect little foot slave things, you'll be just like this one! We'll mould you into this; you will lose your identity; you'll all be the same – same thoughts, desires, skills! Soon, the only thing you'll be able to think about is superior females' feet!" There was unrest -  some foot boys collapsed, convoluting, trying to make the screams leave their mouths as they were shocked into obedience. The first day was hard for them. Countless female volunteers presented their feet to them. You were made to demonstrate how it's done first; they were supposed to mimic your actions. Every evening, they were chained to a chair, headphones on and made to watch foot-worshipping videos all night, resulting in sleep deprivation. Mirko thought it would be a good idea for you to join them in this activity at night for a couple of months since you have never received this kind of training. Sleep deprivation wasn't new for you. You took it well and grew to love smelly females' feet even more. The foot trainees were in a much worse state. … Training new foot slaves took many months; you've been used as an example slave for over a year now. You have memorized every crook and cranny of Nejire's foot. The first batch of trained foot slaves was already distributed. They were just as mindless and foot obsessed as you were now. It was time to retire for you since someone else could take your role now. You begged Nejire for the opportunity to taste her marvellous feet - she graciously let you. She promised to visit you occasionally since your mouth is the most comfortable foot warmer. You were returned to your owner,  whom you haven't seen for a couple of months – she sometimes came to use you when you were helping out at the facility. Mirko: "So, slave. You were enjoying yourself with Nejire as her personal foot thing, weren't you? While my poor feet were left unattended. I had to rub them all by myself! So I accepted a new foot boy to train. He was crap at everything he did, and I had to beat him up into submission. I'm unsure if there's enough of my feet for both of you. Should I sell him…. Or you? Prove yourself to me, slave." Panicking, you lap at her feet, pleasuring her just as she likes. You love her feet and don't want to part from your owner. You're also worried that any new owner won't have such lovely, massive, stinky feet. So you use every trick known to you to please her. She choke-holds you, and you know you've done an excellent job – physical pain is always a compliment from her. Mirko: "Hmm, ok, you are the best foot slave after all. And I was only joking; I have borrowed Mt Lady's foot slave to give you a scare. Don't think you're irreplaceable; there are plenty of disgusting things like you around the world now. Half a population, to be more precise. Try your hardest to anticipate my every need, ok slave?" You nod eagerly and indulge in a foot worshipping session some more. That night, sleeping at the foot of the bed, you have the best sleep quality ever – content with the massive foot in your mouth. Your life is perfect! You can't wait to discover more amazing stinky feet that await you. You're a happy foot slave.

Foot size: 8.5UK Smell intensity: 9.5/10 Smell description: earthy, sour cream, pickled onions and ketchup Smell effect: a hard-on, blackouts Taste: sour, salty and garlicky

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